we don't follow conventional wisdom. ♪ ♪ >>> two men had pushed zach brandon into the back of a van, rough canyons of urban rubble, apparently toward the noda city hall. had zach known the place had been turned into a temporary morgue, he would have understood the meaning of the looks on their faces. the van stopped. the men got out. >> they said, don't get out. you know, like -- like motioning for me to stay in the van. that was it. >> he steeled himself for whatever was coming next. what he did not expect was what he saw. >> around the corner walked out georgia. >> and i saw this baseball cap over by a car, and there he was. the last person in the world i expected to see trudging across the mud. in his gum boots. it was zach. >> how was that? >> it was a pretty awesome moment. after the absolute insanity of the last 24 hours, it was surreal, but it was an amazing feeling at the same time to see him there. >> hair all a bit frantic, you know, like she had had no sleep like the rest of us. >> a big hug. >> yeah. >> of course. >> she cried. i cried. it was one of the best hugs ever, yo