My head is empty. My heart is empty. I can't move. I feel like my hands and knees are stuck in concrete, holding my body down as I watch my world get swept away with Grace's last breath. It's like a tidal wave rushed into the room we used to sleep in together to steal the love of my life away from me. "GRACE!" I shout louder than I've ever shouted before, "GRACE!" Nobody can hear me. "SOMEBODY HELP! CAL, OLIVE, MICHAELA?!" I scream their names, but they don't know what I'm trying to say. I want to yell at the world, but nobody knows since I can't make a sound. Blood pools on the floor and I know she's gone. I don't feel anything. Nothing else matters to me. I am helpless. There's nothing I can do…

I awaken from my nightmare to the sun just starting to light up the room through the curtains that Grace once picked out for our house and the space next to me in our bed being ever so empty. I look at the clock, it's 5:30 am on what is supposed to be a bright and sunny day. The sun is supposed to light up the sky, but how can I notice it when the sun in my own life, my wife and one of my children, have vanished.

Everyone has been working really hard over these past few weeks to find Eden, but not even Jared who found out about the government cover up of The Major's murder, can seem to find find one twenty-six-year-old girl and a one-year-old baby. Michaela convinced me not to tell the police that I know the murderer or that my daughter was kidnapped by her, but as hard as it was, I know that she's right. Some passenger must be having a calling about this, it's too big of a situation for a new passenger to not be brought into our lives. Unfortunately, there is a high chance that whatever passenger might know something is being brainwashed into not acting on it or worse. I enlisted Jared to help me find Eden, but nothing is coming up so far and I'm getting worried. Since Angelina was willing to kill Grace to get to Eden, I don't think she'd harm her. My biggest worry is that she's being neglected and that I may never see my baby daughter, my last piece of Grace, again.

I am, as usual, like a drone that just goes through the motions as I start my daily chores. Cal wakes up a bit earlier than Olive to start his online schoolwork. He can't go back to middle school as a seventeen-year-old, but he also hasn't learned enough to go to college with Olive, so he does his school online so that he catches up quicker. I somehow burned my fried eggs that I made for the kids and I, but we all eat them anyways. I am nowhere near the chef that their mom was, but I will always try for them. Eventually, Michaela and Zeke arrive along with Drea and Jared. We've all been meeting on the daily to talk about our search plans and new information. These past few weeks' results have turned up empty, but hopefully today may be different.

Turns out, it isn't. Saanvi arrived in the middle and assured me that Vance still has government connections and will be letting us know whenever the first/last names of Eagan, the people that follow him, Angelina, and Eden pop up, but that's all they can do. Jared will be filtering all 828 related cases and investigations, and he has close watch on every suspicious sighting that appears on his desk along with his talented investigating skills that follow through with every one to check for clues. Drea is working closely with Jared and Michaela, along with being willing to bend the rules a bit for our benefit. All that she knows is being told immediately to Michaela, who notifies me. My job is to keep track of what needs to be researched, names of suspects, and any other information that will help people. I have a minimal job in the search for my own daughter, and I don't like it. I confront Michaela.

"Mick, why in the hell do I have to take a backseat on the search for my baby girl? I should be at the head of this investigation!"

"Listen to me, Ben, I understand that you're frustrated. I am too, although I don't truly understand what you're going through. You need to take a step back on this. Last time you became so invested in these kinds of situations, you not only became distant from your family, but ended up in jail for assault. You assaulted a man because his son was dying and it reminded you of Cal, you can't sink the lifeboat any more than it already is sunk. Your kids need their dad, and I need my big brother here. Don't worry, we will keep you updated with whatever we know. Leave the investigating to the ones that have graduated from the police academy, ok?"

Zeke comes over to where we're standing and puts his arm around Michaela as he asks, "Hey, you ready to go home?"

"Just a second." She responds. She looks at me, waiting for my answer to her question.

"Ok," I answer, "I'll leave it to you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

She nods, accepting my answer, and leaves.

I lied to Michaela. What she doesn't know is that Jared reports to me with any information before her and Drea, and I am actively researching every clue or situation that could possibly be true. The moment I have a lead, I will go get my daughter back. Mick says that stopping Angelina will sink the lifeboat, but back a while ago, Grace and I had a realization that maybe instead of jumping, Al Zuras' men were pushed out of the lifeboat for the greater good. Our lifeboat is so damaged, there is a strong possibility that Angelina won't even try to fix what most likely can't be.

I will get my daughter back, and I will do whatever it takes to keep our lifeboat from sinking. I don't care what it takes.

I know Ben, and I know that Ben is very protective of his family. Grace's death shattered all of us, but especially him. A part of me is glad that his anger is being expressed towards Angelina since that means that he's not mad at me, but it also worries me. When Ben has his mind stuck on something, he will not stop until it is completed, and you can't reason with him. Ben is also one for revenge. He might not always like to admit it, but I know he enjoys karma and revenge.

I was one of four passengers that had the callings that would've saved Grace. Cal sometimes blames himself, but there is something about Grace's death that he isn't telling us, I just know it. Cal knows a lot more than we think, but he also has learned to keep secrets of what he learned after he disappeared.

Ben promised me that he'd stay back from the investigation that will hopefully bring Eden home, but once we got in the car and made it back to our house, Zeke revealed something to me.

"Mick," he said, "Ben was lying to you."

"Ben doesn't lie to me. He wouldn't."

"Well, my empathic abilities haven't lied to me either, and they picked up that Ben was lying through his teeth."

Zeke and I's relationship has been rocky ever since our talk. There's a lot of hard feelings on all three of us that are stuck in this triangle, but Zeke and I are trying our best to make things work. I'm not one to give up that easy on anything.

"What do you think he's going to do? I mean, we already know that Jared is working directly for him on this issue…"

"Wait, Jared isn't being honest with you either?"

"Apparently not. Drea witnessed him on the phone with Ben talking to him about how if anything is found out, he'll be the first to know."

"So, what do we do now?"

Just after he asked me, my brain zoned out, and I was suddenly in another place. I only got a tiny flash of the calling before it went away. It looked like wood. Was it a tree? Something made of one? Zeke snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Mick? Is everything ok?"

"I just had a calling."

"What was it about?"

"It was barely a second. It looked almost like wood, but it was very dark so I could be wrong."

"That was it?"

"Yeah. I wonder what it means. It was so short. That means that either someone else is having the calling too…"

"Or there's more to come. I didn't have callings for as long as you but I know that they are persistent."

"What if it's urgent, Zeke? I could've stopped Grace's murder, but I didn't take action like I was called to do. I am the reason why my sister, who had been in my life since I was eleven, is dead."

"You can't blame yourself, Michaela. How could you have known that Adrian was going to do something that ended in Angelina killing Grace. Of all of the Stones, she was the one I least expected to be targeted."

"I didn't solve my calling. I was called to help Grace and Eden and save the lifeboat from being sunk, and I didn't. If Jared is there, she will be arrested. If another passenger who believes that throwing passengers overboard is the right thing gets to her, Angelina may be harmed, and there will be no chance of getting Eden back. I have no doubt that a passenger like that will officially sink the lifeboat with their actions. And now I also have this calling to think about? It's too much."

"I mean, what if Angelina being thrown out of the lifeboat IS the best opportunity for you to survive? I'm not usually one to say things like this, but what if her being gone will lift the burden of her actions off the other passengers' shoulders?"

"No. No way. Saanvi killed The Major, and she somehow redeemed herself. The methheads still had the opportunity to redeem themselves right up until the moment Jace died. I don't know Angelina well, but I know that she still has a heart and feelings. She needs professional help, but I can't do that for her. The most I can do is give her advice and the benefit of the doubt. If a lifeboat is stabbed with an axe and is taking in water, will throwing the vandalizer overboard stop the water from coming in? No, it won't. Do you wanna know what will? The vandalizer, who has the only tools to fix it, being given a second chance. Even if it doesn't work, we're sunk anyways, so we can only hope that Angelina will change her mind and listen to us instead of them."

"I guess you're right. But, how can we fix this if we can't fix her?"

The calling happens again. Only, this time I see that it most certainly is a tree. Not just one tree, multiple. It is very dark, and I am walking on dirt and…rocks? There is nothing identifiable yet, but just as I start to smell a very familiar scent, the vision disappears. I recognize that scent, but I didn't smell enough to know what it was. Suddenly, I hear a voice. Usually, when we hear voices, we hear our own. It is rare that we hear others' voices, but it has happened. This is one of those times. I expected it to be my voice, or maybe Ben's or even Cal's, but it was unmistakable. The calling's voice, Grace's voice, was telling me almost urgently, "Save her." "Save her" as a calling has happened before, only last time, Ben had it. That calling was telling him to save Eden. That must be what this is.

"Zeke, I just got another calling. There were trees, it was almost pitch black, and I felt dirt and rocks underneath my feet. I also smelled something familiar to me, but I can't remember what it was and won't remember even if I tried to."

"That's vague. Won't the calling even help us out a little bit?" He chuckles.

"That's not all. I also heard Grace's voice."

"Grace's?! That's a new one. Did she say anything?"

"Do I even have to answer that question? She said, 'Save her.' Ben had a similar calling before. No visions, his voice, same words. He never fully knew what it meant, but we do think that it was calling him to keep Eden safe. I failed my calling last time and Grace died because of it. Maybe she's telling me that I need to make things right now by getting Eden back from Angelina."

"I think you're right. Maybe the callings know that Angelina will take things too far again."

"That makes sense."

"What should we do now?"

"Let's call Drea, arrange a meeting, start solving this calling, and hope it comes back so I can know more."

"Are we calling Jared or Ben about this? Jared is the lieutenant. Can Drea really hide this from him?"

"We have to try. This is my calling, not Ben's. I can't risk Ben finding out and getting to Angelina before us."

I get a notification on my phone.

"Who's that?"

"It's Drea. While Jared was on break, she glanced at his computer and took pictures of everything. She thinks he has a lead on Angelina's whereabouts, and he's obviously not telling us anything. This means that Ben probably knows now too. We need to fix this, Zeke. We need to find Eden before Ben and Jared do. Jared would arrest Angelina. She'd have no chance at redemption."

"Are you sure that you can beat the captain's favorite cop and the vengeful widow?"

"We have to try."

I won't let you down, Grace. We will find Angelina and bring Eden home with no harm to anyone. I failed you last time, but I won't let it happen again. It'll be hard, but I won't back down from saving the passengers and my family. I need the lifeboat to stay afloat so that Ben can see his kids all grown up and happy, and so that I can start a family of my own someday. I promise, Grace, I won't let you down this time.