Noam Kelson lived a stable life. He had stable a job, had a stable family, in a stable country, and had a stable mindset. He woke up everyday with a specific routine, even though it wasn't exactly exciting, he wasn't going to change. Noam was widely considered Canada's, and even North America's best helicopter pilot, but he refused to take any promotions. He was a highway helicopter patrol, which gave him a pretty good salary already, so he refused any promotions saying they were "unstable" and no matter how many people tried to convince him, he never accepted.
Today was Christmas, but he was Jewish, so he accepted a shift on christmas eve. There weren't many people driving, so nothing interesting happened up until about midnight.
"This is OPP, to Noam. Noam do you read?" An urgent voice called over the radio.
"This is Noam I do read. What seems to be the problem?" Noam replied slightly aggravated.
"Before you tell me any of this unstable crap, we have a really important case that no one is willing to take it up, bec…" Noam couldn't help rolling his eyes. It was his boss George Malstrom who didn't mind being informal.
"You nothing about me George! You don't know why I do th…" Noam yelled back in rage.
"Did I give you permission to talk back! You know what Noam I could just fire you right here! You want to know why, Because…" He stopped himself before he could go on, and took a deep breath "Noam I know you don't celebrate Christmas, but do you know what it's all about?"
"Yes, of course." Noam replied slightly confused.
"Well a boy has just gone missing South of the border, and if anyone could make a christmas miracle happen It's you, and your helicopter skills." Noam sighed, George knew how to get him.
Strangely though it wasn't George that convinced him to do it. It was a strange distant memory of happiness of a christmas miracle, of a kiss… Quickly Noam pushed the thought aside. He was only 26, but the memory seemed to be from a thousand years ago.
"What do you think?" The sound of his boss over the radio bringing him back to reality.
Before he could say that he was ready to do this. Suddenly (what felt like) a wave of realisation hit him. What about all the legal stuff, and was he really willing to leave his parents, and head to the U.S.
"Are you sure this legal?" Noam said a bit worried.
"I've got all the legal stuff done for you."
All of a sudden the little boy inside of him took over.
"Let's do this thing!" Noam yelled into the radio.
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As he received directions to the search area he thought about what he had just done. He had broken every rule he has ever set for himself. The reason Noam hated breaking rules was because of his twin brother. One summer day Noam, and his twin brother Joseph were playing outside in the forest, when suddenly a bear had appeared. Out of fear they ran in opposite directions. The bear for no apparent reason had chased after Joseph, and ripped him apart right in front of Noam. No need to go into details about Joseph's death, or the fact Noam had lot's of trouble getting over it. It still scared him to death, Noam felt tears trickle down his cheeks, as he thought about it.
Suddenly Noam realized that's how his own life might end, because he broke the rules he set for himself. Then he thought that he might save someone's life, save them from the path Joseph took, and save their friends, and relatives from the path he took. That thought kept him going.
