A/N: Alright. I have made my decision as to whether she lives or dies. Read and review!
….Somewhere in the Rocky Mountains…
"Over here!"
"I've got a body. Bring me a body bag!"
"Any sign of the other body?"
"No sir. The search crew is digging through the wreckage now."
Since that night Jason called and told Sig about the plane crash, he and Edgar had not left Norman's side. Every time the phone rang everyone jumped. The waiting was killing them.
"Why don't you two go home and be with your family," Norman muttered as he roamed through his living room and into the kitchen. He pulled a glass out of the cabinet, filled it with water, and sat at his small kitchen table. He didn't drink, he just stared.
Edgar walked in and sat next to his older brother. "This is why we won't leave." Edgar gestured at Norman. "You won't eat or drink unless we force you." He sighed. "Is this what you want Jillian to come back to? A walking zombie?"
Norman snapped his head up at Edgar and with a dead look in his eyes and chuckled, "She isn't coming back. I've seen the news footage of the wreckage. No one could have survived that." He stood from the table and went back to his room.
Sig looked up at Edgar when he walked back into the living room. Did he eat?"
Edgar just shook his head. "He got a glass of water but just looked at it."
"I was watching the news a bit ago and they have confirmed one dead in the crash but they didn't say who, male or female, not one hint." Sig lit a cigarette and blew out the smoke.
Sig jumped out of the recliner he had been sleeping in. He grabbed his ringing phone, looked at the clock, 4:00am.
"Yeah," he answered.
Edgar woke up and sat on the edge of the couch and watched Sig talking on the phone. He knew this was the call they had been waiting for. They were about to learn Jillian's fate.
When Sig hung up, Edgar pounced, "Well? Was that Jason? What's the word on Jillian?"
"That was Jason," he answered. "Go get Norm."
A few minutes later, Edgar returned with a very tired Norman. It was obvious he hadn't slept since he found out about the crash. Norman walked over to Sig and just stood in front of him, waiting for the news he knew wouldn't be good.
"Jason called," Sig began. "He said that the pilot of the plane was killed. They have found Jillian. She was buried in the plane." Sig took a deep shuddering breath before continuing. He put his arms around Norman in a big bear hug, "She's alive, man. I don't know how, but she's alive. Jason says she is badly broken and is suffering from hypothermia, but she is alive."
Norman stepped back and looked at Sig in disbelief, "Where is she?"
"They air lifted her to St. Anthony's in Lakewood, Colorado," he answered.
"Let's go," Norman said as he headed out the door to see for himself this miracle.
