Taking A Stand.
Sam sat on the beach crying her eye's out. She had let her team down and now because of her they wouldn't be able to do what they loved. And all the those people that could be saved might not. Sam could not live with that guilt. She stood up and looked out across the ocean. She was happy that Scott wasn't down there she needed to be alone.
Sam then grabbed the crystal and said, "Falcon I need help."
Out of the sky flew a beautiful golden falcon. Sam put her arm out and the falcon landed on it.
"What should I do?" Sam then Asked.
"Stay close to the nest." The falcon said in a wise voice.
"I can't do that." Sam said then looked down.
"The falcon may fly in the clouds but the wise falcon stays near to the ground." The falcon said then turned to fly away.
"But how do I know when I'm ready." Sam then asked.
The Falcon turned back around and said,"When the skies turn black from the evil of others you will know only then will you be ready to fly again." The Falcon then flapped it's wings and was gone.
Sam stood there looking out at the ocean. She then felt a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Scott." Sam said.
"Sam are you okay?" Scott asked.
"I'm fine just needed some time to myself I guess." Sam answered.
"Come on let's go back up dinner is getting cold." Scott said and grabbed Samantha's hand and walked with her back to the house.
Three month's later-
"Wow!" Alan's voice came.
They had all been in the house. It had been a bright sunny day but that all vanished it was dark as night. They had been down in the silo's but the clocks read 9:00 am.
"Did we work all day?" Virgil then asked.
"No virgil the clocks say 9 am." Tin-tin said then looked at penelope. Sam was looking up at the sky smiling the day had come that she had waited for, for so long.