As dusk descended upon Crescent Moon, casting long shadows across the land, Tristan and I awoke and prepared to welcome the extraction team home. Once we were dressed, we made our way to Billie's quarters to wake her. With gentle nudges, Tristan and I rouse Billie from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open as she adjusts to the soft morning light. The weariness of the night fades as she remembers the events of the previous evening, a mixture of relief and apprehension washing over her.
"They're coming home, Billie," I say softly, offering her a reassuring smile. "Dylan and the others will be here soon, with your parents."
A spark of hope ignites in Billie's eyes as she rises from the bed, a newfound determination shining through her exhaustion. With each passing moment, the anticipation
