David and Amelia had longed a bunch of wood, nails, and tools carefully up onto the roof, now incredibly careful about the strength of the roof they were standing on. Amelia went out ahead of David, being a bit braver when it came to this roof. Plus David was carrying the heavier wood. Once Amelia was situated safely David came out and sat on the opposite side of the hole than her. He laid a plank of wood across the hole and they both began to hammer it into a pre-established beam. After a few nails were in David looked up and behind him at the ocean. He smiled.

"That is a great view," he said. Amelia stopped hammering and looked at the ocean too.

"It tamed my grandmother. She said she'd never seen a place more beautiful. She could never bring herself to leave," Amelia said with a sigh, David looked up at her curiously.

"Mostly she could never bring herself to leave because there's no way off of the island," Amelia added and David laughed slightly.

"For a minute there I th-!" David said before the roof under him gave way and he fell down into the Hatchery.

"No!" Amelia yelled as she quickly ran over the newly placed plank and grabbed David's foot before he hit the ground. Her hands were wrapped around his left angle as the rest of him dangled in the air. David quickly got over his shock and looked down to see he wasn't in fact above a pile of straw, but over the godly egg. He yelled out in surprised and looked up at Amelia.

"How'd you know I'd land on the egg?" he yelled up to her but she was too busy holding on to him to answer. Amelia wrapped her ankles around the newly nailed plank so she wouldn't fall over with him. David called out for help and very quickly everyone in the building entered the room and gasped in shock. David and Amelia yelled in surprise as the plank's nails gave way and Amelia fell down through the new hole. Her legs were still wrapped around the plank and the plank's length stopped her and David from hitting the floor, and the egg. At this point Marion and the Matriarch moved the egg and Karl and Earhart helped David carefully to his feet, giving Amelia a great relief. She groaned as she struggled back up onto the roof.

"Are you alright Amelia?" Earhart yelled up to her worriedly.

"I'm okay!" she yelled back down, obviously out of breath. David was breathing heavily too.

"That was really close," David said.

"Good thing Amelia was there to save you," Karl told him jokingly but David didn't laugh.

"Is the egg alright?" David asked the Matriarch who nodded gracefully.

"That was an incredible catch Amelia!" Samantha yelled up to her.

"Thanks!" Amelia yelled back down.

"How could she have held you for so long? Had it been me you'd have fallen," Karl confessed.

"Amelia's always been a bit on the strong side," Marion informed them. Karl and David looked at the Matriarch, who was looking quietly at the both of them.

"Scales?" David asked his brother and Karl nodded in agreement.

After supper that night Marion was in the kitchen washing the dishes. She needed time to think so she figured she'd busy herself while she was doing it. After a while she was joined by Miami. At first she was a bit disappointed that her solitariness had been interrupted. It was Miami and she took up the role of dish drying. At first Miami was just silently helping Marion but once her presence was adjusted to she spoke.

"There was something Amelia's father always said. "Don't plan on love being easy to find." He father was a smart man, Marion, well he was a god, I suppose he'd have to be…" Miami told her and Marion was silent. Miami sighed.

"He was always torn in two, that man. But no matter where he went or what he was doing, his heart was always in one place," Miami said as she dried the last dish, put it away, and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Marion alone. With the dishes down Marion walked over and sat at the table. Where was her heart?

Amelia sat in a chair and was looking down at the egg. When that thing hatches, it's going to be her brother or sister. She hoped it'd be a brother, she couldn't handle having another sister. She'll only ever have the one sister, no one could replace Mary. Amelia twiddled the ring that hung around the chain around her neck in her fingers. She looked up at the two holes she had temporarily fixed. It had gone dark before she could completely finish them. David had been a little more hesitant to go onto the roof a third time so she had to fix the roof herself. She didn't mind, she was used to doing it by herself. She'd fallen so many times through that roof, but not a single fall made her hesitant in the least to go up there. She loved sitting on that roof, looking out to the ocean, feeling the wind in her hair, flying. She wondered if Earhart's mother hadn't placed him in Amelia's bed, what Amelia's habitat might have been. Maybe she could have flown. The idea of giving Earhart up for a Skybax appalled her so she stopped wondering about it. She let the ring drop back to her chest and rubbed the back of her neck with her hands. She never had seen the symbol on the back of her neck, but her mother said it matched Mary's perfectly. The symbol was the one thing Amelia always knew she and her sister had in common. No one ever told Amelia that her sister at scales. Amelia didn't get her's until she was five, and Mary died only five years after that. Mary might have had scales for seven years. Did Amelia's mom know? Amelia's eyes moved once again to the egg. Until her father or the egg's mother was found, Amelia would be the egg's only family. It was her father's child, she was sure of it. Whenever she touched the egg she could tell. She could feel her father in it. She was three when he left, but she remembered him. The egg might never know her father. She heard footsteps entering the room and looked up to see Karl walking in. He looked surprised to see her there and he slowly walked over to her, noticing she was in a bit of a melancholy mood.

"Are you okay?" he asked her more curious than worried.

"For fifteen years I thought my father was dead…" she said. He sighed realizing this was going to be a long story so he sat down next to her.

"All right, come on out with it," he told her. She looked at him with a pout.

"I'm not going to tell you, you don't really care," she told him to his surprise.

"Listen, you're Marion's friend. If you're unhappy she's unhappy, so I care, I care!" he explained.

"I'm always going to be "Marion's friend," aren't I?" she asked him.

"With any hope…"

"No I mean I'm never going to be your friend, I'm always just going to be "Marion's friend," " Amelia further explained. Karl shrugged.

"I dunno, probably…"

"You weren't very well liked on the Outland were you?" Amelia asked him and Karl scoffed in surprise.

"I had tons of friends!"

"You father was rich…"

"That had nothing to do with it most of the time."

"Well you certainly didn't have friends due to your sunny disposition."

"At least I wasn't afraid to have friends because I was sick."

"I wasn't sick I'm a god," Amelia corrected him to both of their surprises. They both smiled realizing what she had said. Karl laughed slightly.

"So you're a god," he said and she looked down at her feet smiling before looking back up at him.

"How can I possibly be a god, Karl? Gods aren't real, they're just legend…"

"And dinosaurs have been extinct for millions of years…" Karl pointed out. Amelia sighed.

"What am I supposed to do as a god?" she asked him. Karl shrugged.

"I know what'd I do, but I doubt you'd wanna do that…" Karl said and Amelia looked at him questionably. He waved it off.

"You're an odd fellow, Karl…"

"This coming from the chick with scales!" he said laughing but she didn't laugh so he stopped.

"At lest my bodily oddities are natural. What's this thing on your arm, anyway?" she asked him. Karl looked down at the tattoo on his right forearm. He laughed at the memory of how he got it.

"That thing on my arm is about as long a story as that thing on your neck," he told her and she left it at that.