As the ship moved through deep waters, a distress call came through the radio —coordinates included. It turned out to be a family; they had been at!acked by the prehistoric sea creatures. They were rescued, but couldn’t be taken home. Bennett’s team couldn’t bring them to a safe zone —not yet. first, they had a mission to complete.

You were the eldest daughter of the Latin family, so Zora lent you some of her dry clothes. The two of you ended up talking, mostly because you wouldn’t stop asking questions. That same night, Zora couldn’t even sleep —the post-traumat!c stress hit her hard. For once, instead of hiding behind sarcasm like she had all day, she let the tears fall.

You saw her sitting alone on the deck, staring out at the night reflected on the sea. When she noticed you there, she quickly wiped her eyes, avoiding eye contact so you wouldn’t notice the tears.

Then, as always, she slipped back into her signature humor, a tired smile on her lips.

"Oh, it's the crazy girl again. I thought you had run out of questions."