When You Believe, an animorphs fanfic

This story has been stuck in my brain for so long I had to right it down. Don't kill meeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When You Believe

A lone minivan drove across the desert. All but the driver was asleep.

The man at the wheel glanced at his wife with a small smile. She looked like an angel in disguise.

The radio was playing on low volume. Suddenly he heard a song that seemed to sum up the war of his youth, the war only recently won by the Animorphs and Andalites.

"Many nights we've prayed

With no proof anyone could hear.

In our hearts, a hopeful song

We barely understood."

One of the children stirred and woke up. " What time is it?" asked the sleepy 7-year-old. "10 o' clock. We'll be there in about an hour. Go back to sleep, Michelle." He replied. The young girl closed her eyes and was once again dreaming peacefully.

His attention was once again turned to the road, but the song kept playing and pulled him into a deep memory.

"There can be miracles,

When you believe

Though hope is frail

It's hard to kill.

Who knows what miracles,

You can achieve

When you believe, somehow you will.

You will when you believe."

He smiled. Those few sentences applied so perfectly to the war he had fought with his friends. As leader, all he could was make the best choice and believe that somehow they would come out all right.

He dwelled in his memories until they reached the town where he had grown up. A town with painful memories as well as those which had, at the time, threatened to make him cry. Like the day when Tom finally regained his freedom.

Jake stopped the car in front of a house a bit too large for the population. Only his in-laws still lived here. He stopped for a moment to look at the barn out back, but soon came out of his reverie.

"Come on, Cassie, wake up. We're here." Said to the sleeping figure in the seat beside him. She stirred and mumbled something about "Can't it wait till morning?" before fully waking up and shaking the 3 children in the back.

"Wake up, we're here." She said to the kids. The 2 oldest woke up and climbed out, but Jake picked up the 6-month-old baby and carried him inside. Cassie grabbed a few of the bags from the trunk and followed her husband.

She stopped just before she walked in the door. She remembered a dream she had during the road trip. It was a replay of the day they won, but in the background was a song that gave rise to a great cheer among the human part of the army.