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From the moment that he and Alexa had landed back in Lost Haven, Scott Hunter had been constantly in motion, which was a stark contrast to his time spent in the Greek Islands. There, Scott had enjoyed leisurely strolls on the beach, boat rides, and surf casting at sunset. However, the moment he and Alexa had returned to their lives in Lost Haven, they had been forced to go their separate ways. While he was busy unpacking from the trip, Alexa had been whisked away to Winstone International for another round of, as she had put it, “tedious, but necessary meetings with a bunch of uptight assholes in suites.”  Naturally, her father had flown out from Los Angeles to sit in on the meetings and lend his expertise. However, both Scott and Alexa knew that it was just his way of making sure that she was running the Lost Haven branch of Winstone International to his liking. 

While Alexa had been tending to the family business, Scott had been busy making preparations for The Hub's grand re-opening. There was a lot to clean up and repair after the Hounds of Humanity had stormed the club prior to their downfall. Though the death toll could, and would have been higher had Scott and Alexa not intervened, there was still a lot of work to do. 

Truth be told, Eric had done most of the work. He fought with the insurance company to get the money for the repairs, and when that was finished, he hired the contractors to deal with the structural damage to the building, while he did most of the cosmetic repairs, such as patching bullet holes and removing broken furniture himself. Although Scott had offered to postpone or even cancel his trip overseas, Eric had balked at the idea and insisted that Scott go and spend some much deserved time away with the love of his life, and that he had everything under control. 

When Scott walked through the doors of The Hub for the first time once he returned, he was happy to see that Eric had followed through on his promise, and had handled most of the heavy lifting of getting their club back up and running on his own. Though Scott felt slightly guilty about leaving Eric to fend for himself, he had again proven that he was more than capable of taking care of things on his own.

Once the last of the plaster dust had been swept away, and the tarps covering the tables and chairs which were scattered throughout the club had been removed, and Scott and Eric had their first glimpse of the new and improved interior of The Hub, Scott decided to take his leave. Slowly, he ascended the back stairwell toward the apartment over the club. He made his way down the hallway toward his apartment, stopping at the door to get his key. When he stepped through the front door, Jenny came from out of nowhere with her phone in hand, miming making a phone call.

“Help, 9-11! There's a stranger in my apartment!” Jenny teased in an exaggerated tone. “Oh, wait. Nevermind, it's just my absentee brother.” she finished with a big grin before throwing herself at him, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing with all the force that she could muster.

“Hey, I missed you too.” Scott said with a laugh as his kid sister pulled away from the embrace. 

“So, how was your trip?” Jenny asked as she moved through the apartment toward the living room. After stowing his bags in his room, he joined his sister on the couch, where they spent a good portion of the night catching up over everything that had gone on over the last week and a half.