Sam waited in the factory's foyer. She had a hood over her face so no one would recognise her
Oscar Shindler descended the steps with the two Fenton's behind him.
'Sir, I need to see Frederick Fenton.' the woman said to him.
'What is your buisness here? I will allow no one to see any of my workers with out an identification.'
'But I have none with me.'
'No identification, no seeing of the boy.'
'But he's...'
'He is a Jew, you are a German!'
'Mama?' Frederick said.
'Don't be silly boy, your mother is dead.' Oscar said sternly but gently.
'No, that's my Mama!'
'She is a German boy.' Shindler said harshly, 'NOT a Jew.'
'Son, and she's not coming back.' Danny said sadly
Frederick ignored his father and ran to the woman. She embraced him and the hood fell down and the two men gasped as Sam hugged her son. Tears rolled down her face as she held the back of Fredericks head. His ebony black hair ran through her fingers. Frederick buried his head in her neck.
'Mama, you're alive!'
'Yes sweetie.'
'Sammy?' Danny asked wwalking slowly towards her. Sam looked at him with glassy eyes and put Frederick down.
'It's me Danny. I survived.' Sam and Danny ran towards eachother and embraced eachother in a passionate kiss.
'I was so afraid I'd lost you Sammy.'
'I was afraid I was a gonna too.' Sam whispered.
'How did you...'
'Escape?' Sam finished Danny's sentence.
'Yes.'
'I hid for 3 days until the Nazi soldiers gave up on me. Then I escaped from the extermination camp.'
'That's my wife.' Danny hugged Sam and then Frederick hugged them. Shindler smiled at the family who were all together at last.
'Mrs Fenton, would you like to work here until the war is over?'
'Yes Sir.'
Oscar took some clothing for Sam from the cupboard and gave them to her. Sam kissed Danny's cheek.
'Everything will be alright honey, go back to Germany and...'
'He'll stay with me.' Oscar cut Sam off, 'I can't break a happy family up. Sure I might not be as rich as I was, I can still look after him.'
'Thanks Shindler.' Danny and Oscar shook hands.