Two years had passed from the incident, and Charles was flying his helicopter, away from The Wall, yet again. "Thanks for saving me." The girl in the back said. "I'm not sure what I can do to repay you, but thanks!" She chirped. Charles nodded, memories flooding back to him, when he saved Henry from The Wall, when he let him keep the dark purple blanket, it was all coming back to him now. "I'm Ellie. Ellie Rose. What's your name?" She asked. Charles was shocked at the name. Ellie Rose. She was on their watch list for awhile. "What's your name?" She asked again. "I'm.. Charlie... You can call me... Charles." Charles spoke. "Oh, okay." The girl nodded. "Your more of a silent type, huh?"
"I used to... talk more... before the incident..." Charles' voice trailed off. "Oh..." Ellie said. "What was "the incident"?" She asked. "I don't wanna... talk about it..." Charles gave a reply to Ellie, choking out the words. "Oh, okay. I won't pester you about it, then." Ellie said firmly. Charles sighed, trying to keep himself from crying at the memory of the incident;
"Y-Your gonna be just fine!"
"No! Don't leave me!"
"I... I love you, Henry..."
Charles was starting to get a headache. He shook away the thoughts and focused on flying the helicopter.
He and Ellie reached the base, and the sun was setting.. Charles guided Ellie to the general's tent. "Ellie? Is that you?" The general said, a bit surprised. Both Ellie and Charles nodded. "So, you brought her here to pay for her crimes, Charlie?" The general looked at Charles. Charles nodded again. "Good, good." He turned to Ellie, starting to speak with her. Charles didn't hear, and walked towards the exit of the tent, watching. They had finished talking. and Charles heard his general say: "Alright, when thats done, I can get you a pardon." Ellie nodded to the general. "You can count on me. Where is the pilot now?" She asked. "Oh, she should be not too far from where you and Charlie landed." The general confirmed. Ellie nodded and left the tent, towards the pilot. "I'm going to... pay respects... to Henry..." Charles told his general. "Wait, Charlie. Let me come with you. I want to talk to you about something." The general said. Charles nodded and got into the helicopter with his general. He started the thing up a flew to Henry's grave.
Charles and the general got out of the helicopter, a half moon shining overhead. Charles stared at the grave for a few moments, then felt his eyes start to water. "Charlie, I know it's been hard for you ever since Henry died," The general began. "but you've got to stay strong, your one of our best pilots." Charles understood and nodded, however, he started to cry at the mention of Henry. "Keep your head high, Charlie. The moon shines brighter every night." Charles shook his head and his crying got more intense. "The moon is no more." He said.