The lights on the runway shine bright as the sun slowly fades from the sky. Its getting darker by the minuet it seems and the plane still hasn't moved an inch. As the blue, red and yellow lights shine brighter, I could have sworn that I saw Angel. She looked as amazing as I had ever seen her, and she was beaming. Collins was next to her, beaming as well. I felt my eyes fill with tears as they waved in my direction. I hope to join them someday, here, in Santa Fe.

The lights have faded now but their smiling faces echo brightly inside my mind. They will be watching over us, smiling. Where ever we go, they'll know and they'll be there, always. And we'll join them…

…someday, in Santa Fe.