The last person Lydia expected to have respond to her encrypted message is Allison. Sure, Tony returned after having been arrested, and he doesn't remember her, but Lydia had resigned herself to the fact that Allison had probably been terminated, because if she hadn't forced herself to believe that; hadn't forced herself to mourn Allison's death again, she wouldn't have been able to function. No one had found Ray. No one had found Tony. It had been too long and Lydia had no other choice if she'd wanted to remain even remotely mentally stable. And now, she's back or released, or whatever happened is over and Lydia suddenly has her best friend back.

...without the memories of this place. It's as frustrating as it is a relief, but all Lydia can think about right now is getting to the Commissary to meet her. She needs to see for herself that Allison is real and present and it isn't all just some computer glitch carrying over from the first time Allison had talked to her on the network months ago.

But when she gets there, there Allison is, looking around and more than likely waiting for Lydia and Lydia's breath catches in her throat before she can force herself to move forward rather than staying rooted to the spot and just staring. "Allison?"