Later that day pretty much everyone had gone home to be with his or her families.
"Trevor!" Olivia yelled from the living room.
"What! What!" Trevor ran into the room where she had just set the phone down and turned the TV on.
A plane has crashed in the small Pennsylvanian town of Somerset. It is believed that this plane was meant for The White House but apparently some passengers gained enough control to not let that happen. Family and friends of the passengers were called by them and told of the hijacking. These passengers have become heroes…
"Oh-My-God," Olivia cried out as she fell into Trevor's arms.
911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911 911
"How are the kids holding up?" Elliot said to Kathy on the phone as he was also watching what was happening in Pennsylvania.
"They are fine. They were worried about you because of this morning. How are you?"
"I am ok. We got out of the South Tower just in the nick of time."
"Ok good. Well I have to go. I will tell the kids that you are ok. Talk to you later El," she said looking at a picture of Elliot and the kids.
"Bye Kath," Elliot picked up his wallet and flipped through the pictures of each of his children.