"Maybe the best way to honour the dead is to go right on living. After all, time heals all, but how can time work its magic, when it seems to be standing still?"

-!-!-!-

"Are you kidding me?" Sebastian shouted.

"SHH!" Megan hissed. "You'll wake them up," she said referring to the closed door behind them. Presently they were standing in the hallway of the house where they were spending the night.

"I don't care. They might as well know."

"How can you be so ungrateful? Don't you have any morals?"

"I said thank you. Wasn't that enough? It would have been pointless for them to save us if we can't even go to the tournament!"

"Will you hush? Actually, fine. Scream all you want. Go on to the tournament too! But you're going be on your own." And with that, she stomped back into her room and slammed the door shut.

Another door open and Sebastian found himself looking into the inquisitive face of an old woman.

"Uhh . . . I had to go to the bathroom," he said and bolted for his room too.

The old woman shook her head and went back to her room too.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, birds were chirping happily, but that's not what woke Megan up She woke up to the screams to a little girl.

She sat upright in her bed and saw that Angel was squirming and screaming while she slept. A nightmare in the morning? Megan thought. Odd. Nevertheless, she went over to Angel and tried her best to wake the girl up.

As soon as Angel woke up though, she looked around wildly and became silent.

"Are you okay?" Megan asked her gently. "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Mommy and Daddy are dead, aren't they?" she didn't even wait for a reply. "Don't lie, please. I saw them dieing."

"Well, I don't really know," Megan said hesitantly. "They weren't found so it is possible."

Silent tears streamed down Angel's face.

"Don't worry though. They're still watching over you. Think of it like they haven't left at all. They're just invisible now." she tried as a consolation.

There was a knock on the door and Sebastian poked his head in. He saw the scene in front of him, said, "Breakfast is ready," and left promptly.

After breakfast, Sebastian asked Megan to take a stroll through the neighbourhood with him. Angel had gone back to sleep because she wasn't feeling very well.

"Have you thought about our conversation from last night?" he asked.

"Yes and . . . maybe. But I still think we should stay awhile. And we have to find a home for Angel. She's too little to be on her own and we seem to be the only people she's actually okay with right now. She's really disturbed."

"You want to be responsible for that little girl?"

"I don't know. I could, I guess. At least she's not Sunny."

Sebastian laughed. "I wonder how the pink princess reacted to the news that we are now missing."

"I wonder how all of them did," Megan said quietly. "They probably think we're dead."

"We're not, though."

"I feel sort of guilty though. Out of that big plane and numerous passengers, we survive along with a little orphaned girl."

"There's a reason we survived Megan. It was God's will that we live on. And where there's a will, there's a way."

"Aren't you poetic," Megan teased. "I'm really glad that you're here with me, Sebastian."

"Me too," he said, giving her a hug.