This was it. I couldn't stand it. The waiting. Who was coming back and who wasn't?

Fitz?

Will?

Both?

None?

The time was ticking down; the pod was coming closer. The white containment unit reminds me of the medical unit where everything first went wrong. Where I lost Fitz for the first time. What lead me to be in the room when the monolith took me and how I met Will. That it will bring me news that could set everything right is ironic.

The pod lands and I hold my breath as I step forward to take a closer look.