<em>May 1, 2013.</em><br/><br/>Jenna Sanders had been anticipating this day for months, and now that it was here, now that she sat in a helicopter with the three people who would be her makeshift family for at least the next year, she couldn't help the little smile that played on her lips.<br/><br/>Throughout the whirlwind that had been her life the past few months, when she'd been notified that she was accepted as a candidate for the project, she had wondered if this day would come to pass.  In fact, the whole thing seemed so fantastical that she'd been nervous to even put in her notice at Boeing.  She had, after all, worked there her entire adult life.  But then, a month ago, she'd been notified that she'd passed all of the screenings and had been instructed to let her job know that they only had her a few more weeks.  Saying goodbye had been bittersweet; she was leaving a job with so many friends, but she was also leaving a job where her ex-husband was a supervisor in her division.  It had been long past time to say goodbye.<div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9jdx7eg1w1r9dt9qo1_500.png)</div><br/><br/>Yesterday, she had been sent data on all of the others in the study, and now, here she was.  On a helicopter, flying into the wilds of Alaska, a thrill of anticipation running a fiery course through her veins, looking at the others but not able to say anything to them yet over the loud whirring of the chopper blades.  She felt like she had memorized the others' dossiers in the last day.  They were bare-bones, just like the one she'd submitted, basic, perfunctory responses to a basic, perfunctory questionnaire.  They said nothing about who the others were, and yet, she knew by heart everything they'd listed about themselves.<br/><br/>Brett Hamilton.  He was the one that Jenna anticipated having the most in common with.  He was an engineer like she was, and so there was built-in camaraderie there, or at least she hoped for that.  Carver Stafford seemed like he'd be so different, so... earthy.  But she liked his picture.  There was warmth that shone through in his eyes, and she found herself attracted to it, wanting to meet him.  And then there was Brook Lin, the other woman in the project.  The name brought a smile to Jenna's face whenever she thought it, and she was the one who had Jenna wondering the most.  Would they get along?  Surely, in the professional part of this experiment, they would be fine.  But what of the other part?  The part that was less "government operation" and more "social study?"<br/><br/>It was what had Jenna the most excited.  The salary was decent, although at seventy thousand a year, she'd made more money at Boeing.  Room and board were paid for.  There was the excitement and adventure of having a new job, and the comfort of no longer working with her ex-husband, Jason.  All of those were positives, but they all paled in comparison to the underlying agenda of this experiment.<br/><br/>They all wanted this, that was the part that she found the most intriguing.  They'd all been screened so rigorously, sent to medical doctors and psychologists over and over again.  And they all seemed to have whatever was required for this.  So what was it that made all four of them want to flaunt society's mores and regulations and delve into the world of polyamory, love between multiple partners?  What made Brook and Carver and Brett want to set up a family for themselves in which love was unrestricted between them?<br/><br/>It was part of what she was going to find out, and it made the smile on her face broaden as she caught Brett's eye.  The chopper veered to the left, prompting the woman next to her to grab onto her hand, and Jenna squeezed back.  Was the other woman afraid of flying?  She couldn't even imagine what that felt like, loving piloting as much as she did.<br/><br/>A couple of minutes later, she saw a cabin and a lake come into view.  Their home for the next year, where she'd love and fight and survive with these people.  They had a job to do, of course, but they also had each other.  All too soon, the helicopter landed and they were headed toward the cabin, where they'd finally meet each other.  Jenna said a quick prayer to a God she'd all but abandoned during the unhappy time of her divorce.<em>Please, Father, let me find with these people what I seek.  Let me find my family.</em>