Miranda woke in the Helicarier infirmary. Her whole body hurt. She turned her head to see Sam sitting in a chair by her bed. He looked up when she moved, and his blue eyes locked on her turquoise ones. She curled her fingers around the gun taped to her leg. Sam watched her carefully.
"Where am I, Sam?"
"The Helicarier."
"The other man, is he dead?"
"Yes, he is."
"Good." Miranda closed her eyes, and slid the gun up so it pointed at the bottom of her chin. "Sam? Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Thank you. Sam take this." Miranda pulled the amulet off around her neck, handing it to him. He took it with shaking hands.
"Why?"
"Because, Sam, I need you to remember me."
"What?"
"I'll see you Sam; I'll be seeing you, somewhere, sometime." Miranda stood, and walked out. Sam didn't try to stop her. He knew as well as anyone she was impossible to stop.
"Wait!" He yelled. He ran to her, and kissed her. She was stiff at first, but relaxed. After awhile, they pulled away, looking at each other.
"I love you, too Sam." Miranda climbed out the hatch, leaving him behind. Standing on the edge of the hull, she lifted to the gun to her head.
"Forgive me, Sam Alexander, for betraying your trust." She pulled the trigger, her body falling off the edge toward the river, ready to be gone forever.
Inside the Helicarier Sam stood, silently crying, the amulet clutched to his chest.
The shot rang out, signaling the end of one life, and the beginning of another.
