I'm not overly fond of the ending here, but since it was written well over 7 years ago, it's one of those things I sort of have to live with. I hope that you enjoyed reading it at any rate.

Epilogue

Sam opened his eyes after leaping, strange, for the first time since he started leaping, he could actually remember what had happened in Nanton. He had met an alien and two angels. He looked around the somewhat large white room where he was now standing and after a few moments, he glanced down at the clothing he wore. They were also white, and he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.

Had he made his final leap? Was he now home?

He didn't know because in this room, there was no mirror, but self-consciously, he reached up and touched his face. He walked towards the wall of the room, but after some moments passed he heard the door slide open, and his eyes met those of Al, his long time friend and guide.

"Al, I'm home, I finally made it home," Sam spoke, it was his voice and it felt like he had completely forgotten how it really sounded. "Tell me I'm in the waiting room at 'Project Quantum Leap'!" he said.

"OK, that's where you are, Sam," Al said softly. "Welcome home."

The two friends embraced, and after some moments of silence as they stood in the waiting room. Sam looked towards the door leading outside. "Thank you Tess, Thank you Monica," was all Sam said as he followed his friend outside.

"Amen!" was all Al said as he laid the hand-link down on the table, and he left the waiting room for what he hoped would be the last time.

Tess stood next to Monica near the orchestra pit at Nanton College after Paul, Scott, and Jenny had disappeared outside. It was still 1992, and Tess smiled as she looked around the practically empty house, "you know what, Miss Wings?"

"No, what?" Monica asked.

"I just love this job, don't you?"

"It's the best job in the universe, Tess!" was all she said and the two angels disappeared.

The room was now empty, except for a solitary figure that was left standing on the stage. Tom Farrow who was standing looking back at the scenery, the stage lights were now off, his parents waiting for him outside, and as he looked around the empty house, he smiled. "I know something happened," he spoke to the stillness. "Something gave me the courage to do this play."

"It was in you all the time, Tom," a voice was heard behind him and he turned around.

"Becky?" he asked.

"Tess and Monica came to help you, Tom, they were angels, and they came here to let you know that I'm happy. I wasn't alone when I got hit, there was someone besides God with me, his name was Andrew."

"Andrew?" Tom looked confused.

"It doesn't matter so much," Becky said softly. "What matters is what they wanted you to know, that God loves you and me, and He sent them to you to help you realize this. Tonight, I believe you will be wonderful," she said softly. "I'll be waiting for you among the stars in heaven, Tom, and I will see you when you get here," but before she disappeared, she spoke one last time. "I love you."

Before he could reply, she was gone. He untied the cape that was hanging from around his neck and walked towards the door that would lead outside. This time, he believed it, and he had his faith to sustain him.

The end