Epilogue
The night was silent and dark. The cool Colorado mountain ridge was empty but for one lone car. On the top of the car laid a young couple. The males dark hair was ruffled wildly and the girls long shiny gold blond hair was pulled back into a low pony tail. Her bright green eyes were looking at the starry sky.
"Isn't it beautiful, Tom?" she asked dreamily.
"Yes you are, Cheryl." Tom answered turning his brown as to look at her.
"That is so old!" Cheryl said sitting up and slapping him on the chest. Then she laid her head on it and he rapped his arm around her. "What is that?" Cheryl asked pointing to a flaming figure flying across the sky.
"A shooting star, make a wish." Tom answered.
"No wait….." Cheryl's voice was shaky. She sat up to look at it closer.
"What?" Tom asked also sitting up.
"It…it looks like a…a plan!" Cheryl looked at Tom then at the plan. "It's crashing!"
Almost right as she said that the plan hit the ground about a mile out. The two jumped up and pulled out a cell phone.
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The valley was full of police cars, ambulances, and people. In the middle of the mass was a small jet broken and crushed. For the main part the cabin was in tacked. The wings were snapped of and the right one had been broken so that there was a large hole in the side of the cabin. The noise was pushed in and the front was broken from the pressure of landing on it.
"Everyone on board was killed." Said the head officer to a new group that had just arrived from the FBI.
"How many was that?" Asked a tall man with brown hair and a small beard and mustache.
"Two, Agent Sandy, the pilot and co-pilot." The officer answered.
"Are you sure there was no one else no one else on board, Kelly?" Asked Agent Sandy.
"Yes, but we did find blood in the cabin and are processing it now." Officer Kelly answered.
The four FBI Agents nodded and looked to the plan.
"Sir, the plan was carrying six other people." A young officer said running up hold a piece of paper. "A team of FBI Profilers, Agents Aaron Hotchner, Jason Gideon, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Emily Prentiss and Dr. Spencer Reid."