Emily stood staring out the kitchen window at Ziggy. Watching him sat at the tree where his parents laid, looking that the stones. "What if he hates us?" Emily tried to speak normally, but John could hear the fear in her voice, making it wobble. "Let's worry about that if we need to" John tried to sooth her worried mind. "But I don't want to loose him" she sobbed as she sat down next to John at the kitchen table. John put his arm round her. "Let's just give him a bit of time to process all this. I'm sure it's not easy to hear, as much as it wasn't easy to tell him" John surmised.
Meanwhile Ziggy was outside, trying to get his head around all this new information. It was dark out now, and the only light was coming from the house lights and his torch. He opened the book he had retrieved from the craft, shining the torch down to it turning through the pages he realised it was a diary of some sort. He turned to the last entry, just over half way through the book, and read
"I hope some day our planet will find peace and we may return. We have no choice but to leave and try to make a life for ourselves and hope we will be able to return one day with Ziggy and he will get to know what his home was really like and learn more about our way of life. Some of them think we are cowards for leaving, but we will always do what is best for our child. His safety is our priority, and one day he will know and understand that."
He shut the book quickly, he couldn't read anymore. He wiped his sleeves along his cheeks and nose to dry his tears. Placed the book on the grass beside him and laid down, looking up at the stars, wondering about what area of the sky he might have come from. He had so many more questions, more so than before he had been told.
At first he thought maybe he shouldn't have been told, but then, now he knew it would explain all the things that seemed different about himself. Maybe that space craft was his key to knowing more about himself, about his people and their way of life. He wondered if there would be any way of getting back there, if he found out exactly where his planet was.
He picked himself up, grabbing the book, and head back into the barn. Shutting the barn door behind him, opening the hatch and climbing down the ladder. He inspected the outside of the craft again, this time trying to look for anything he might have missed. He couldn't see anything, so moved the ladder to where John had before, so he could get inside again.
Emily, having cried herself almost dry on John's shoulder, got up and walked back over to the window to look out at Ziggy. "John! John! He's gone!" she cried, not seeing him anywhere. John stood up and went out the back door, torch in hand, Emily following her.
"Just wait here, I'll check the barn" he told her as he jogged over towards the barn, pushing on the door. As he stepped inside he noticed the hatch was open, he looked down and noticed the ladder was missing. John got on his knee's, peering through the hole in the floor.
"ZIGGY?" John called down. "YEAH?" Ziggy replied, sticking his head out the ships hatch to look up at John. John sighed with relief. "It's alright, we thought you'd…" John paused "well we just wanted to make sure you're ok". Ziggy knew what was going through John's mind "I'm not going anywhere Dad" Ziggy confirmed, "I just need to sort this all out. In my head. Y'know?". John nodded in understanding and left him to it. Returning to the house and explaining to Emily.