Read the quick prologue before reading this. It was a rainy day at the cemetery. Many were upset from the loss of someone close to them. Priest: We are gathered here today to remember the great life of Daniel Witwicky, son of Alfred Witwicky, & father to Jason Witwicky. This man had accomplished great feets & pulled throught great stuggles & yet always had time for his family. As the funeral finished, Dan's son Jason was staring at his dead fathers grave. Jason: I just don't get it. How could people call his death an acciedent, it was an explosion for god sakes. No two cars collided, it was just the one truck. Sam: Let it go bro. We all miss Dad, we couldn't have done anything to stop that. Look kiddo, just come to the service & we'll talk about this later, ok. Jason wasn't fully paying attention, he was focusing on the many possiblilitys that could have occured that day. Sam: Jason! Jason swung round. Jason: Yes. Sam: Lets go. That night at the service, Jason was drinking. So was Sam. Both brothers were the only ones not socializing with other grieving family members. Sam: Hey bro, just letting you know that i'm moving to Boston for a few weeks. Jason: Why? Sam: Need some space, if you know what I mean. Jason: Yeah, sure. Sam: I'll be leaving tomorrow then. Jason: Alright then, I guess I'll see you later then. Sam: Yep. Jason & Sam bro-hugged, & Sam left. That was the last time Jason ever saw Sam. It left Jason's mum deeply depressed & almost drove her to suicide, but she new that Jason needed someone to protect him. But little did she know that Jason was already being protected. I'll keep adding more to this ep. later.