A/N: I had so many plans for this story and they just sort of fell by the way side and I'm sorry about that! Maybe one day I'll get back to writing and if so, I'll delete this chapter and keep it going but I've had this chapter written since the beginning of the story and it is my perfect ending.

"William!" A shrill voice screamed through a house. "William Schuester! Get back here!"

A woman with long, wavy red hair stood in the center of her home with a scowl marring her pretty features.

A man with light brown hair an almost carbon copy of his father, laughed and walked up next to her. "Relax sis."

Her sharp brown eyes snapped to him and glared. "Your son is a terror Benjamin."

"He's eleven!" Ben protested. "Boys at his age are rambunctious."

The woman rolled her eyes.

"You wouldn't know because you have all girls." Ben went on.

"Actually," another red head poked her head into the room, "Ben your son is worse than most eleven year olds."

Ben threw his other older sister a look. "Oh come on!"

The first red head smirked in triumph. "See," she motioned her hand to the other red head. "Kate agrees with me!"

"He just has a lot of energy!"

"MOM!" A high pitched scream came from the second story of the house. Kate sighed heavily and walked out of the kitchen and towards the stairs to go tend to the call.

"Jen, you're just letting him get to you." Ben said to the older woman.

"Well Benjamin its hard not to." Jen responded, her voice thick with annoyance.

Ben sighed in frustration. "Why do you keep calling me Benjamin?"

"It's your name." She retorted.

"My name is Ben or Benji. You never call me Benjamin!"

"Well your son is driving me up a wall! My patience is running thin with that kid!" Jen cried running her hands through her hair.

"I think you're over reacting Jena, seriously, he's not that bad." Ben defended his son's honor just as Kate's voice screeched down the stairs, "Benjamin!"

Ben groaned at the name and dragged himself up the stairs with Jenalyn following him out of curiousity.

"What?" He snapped when he reached the top of the stairs and saw Kate holding young Will by his shirt.

"Your son locked my daughter in the bathroom!" Kate exclaimed. Ben raised his eyebrows and glanced at Will. Will smiled sheepishly up at his father and Ben shook his head, ignoring Jen's satisfied smirk.

"Give him to me." Ben motioned and Kate pushed the boy towards Ben. Ben took his arm and looked down at him sternly. "William I want you to apologize to your cousin and then you will go in Aunt Kate and Uncle Jeff's room and not come out until I say so alright?"

Will held back an eye roll and grumbled an "alright." Ben let go of his son's arm and as he passed the bathroom door he called out a 'sorry' and then ran into his aunt and uncle's room. From inside the bathroom they could all hear her response, "You little creep!"

Kate shot an annoyed look at her brother and Ben raised his shoulders in a shrug. "Kids, what're you going to do?"

Kate rolled her eyes, walked into the hall closet to find the key to the bathroom and then unlocked the door.

An annoyed sixteen year old girl walked out and shot a look towards her uncle. "Seriously Uncle Ben, you need to do something about that kid."

Ben threw his hands up in exasperation. "What is this scold Ben day?" He noticed his two older sisters plus his niece staring at him with annoyed expression and he sighed. "I know you're right Emmy, I'm sorry."

"I could have like died in there." Emmy told him as she passed him heading towards her room.

"You wouldn't have died!" Ben retorted, turning his body to face her.

Emmy didn't respond after that except with the closing of the door to her room. Ben rolled his eyes and turned back towards his sister, "Well your daughter isn't a walk in the park either."

"She's just annoyed Ben, anyone would be after dealing with that monster." Kate pointed over her shoulder to her bedroom.

"Will you quit trashing my son?" Ben asked narrowing his eyes. "I know he can be a little rowdy and wild at times but he's not that bad of a kid."

"Oh really?"

"Yes really!"

"Well he definitely doesn't take after his name sake. Nor do I think he deserves it. "Jen piped in, placing her hands on her hips. "Now Dad's name is going to marred by your son. Now instead of smiling whenever someone hears the name William Schuester they're going to want to run into a wall."

Ben shot an exasperated look at his eldest sister. "Oh now you're just being really over dramatic. Dad loved Will."

"Dad loved everybody and he wasn't going to despise his own grandson." Kate added.

Ben threw his hands up in the air and headed towards the stairs. "You're all crazy!" He stomped down the stairs and the two sisters exchanged glances.

"I think he's just as bad as his son sometimes." Kate said and Jen laughed, nodding in agreement.

"Oh yes that he is. Maybe we should put him in time out." The two red heads laughed again.

"So, are we ready to go?" Kate asked, getting serious after a moment.

Jen nodded, a solemn look crossing her face. Kate gave her a sad smile and walked past her towards her daughter's room and knocked. "Emmy? Honey, your aunt and uncle and I are going to your grandparents. Make sure Will doesn't get into any trouble!"

Kate waited, listening by the door to hear her daughter's response when the door flew open and Emmy was giving her mother an incredulous look. "What? Are you serious? Mom, you're going to leave me along with Killin' William."

Jen sniggered and then cleared her throat, trying to hide her amusement. She'd never admit it although her whole family probably knew that she was the first one to give her nephew that nickname and her niece loved to use it all the time.

Kate raised her eyebrows and fought back her own amusement. "Emmy, be nice. It will only be for a little while and Ben sent him into our room. If he gets out then just tell him to play some video games or something."

Emmy rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. "Fine. But if he touches any of my things I'm not going to be nice!" She snapped and then retreated back into her room.

Kate let out a breath and turned back to Jen. "Well that's that." She motioned her head towards the stairs. "Come on let's go."

The two sisters made their way downstairs and met Ben in the living room. Ben got up from the chair he was sitting in and the three siblings stared at each other for a good few minutes, their last quarrel forgotten.

"You ready?" Jen asked Ben in a quiet voice.

Ben nodded, slowly walking towards them. "It's going to be so weird." He commented.

"What is?" Kate asked.

"The house is probably going to be so dusty. Mom would have hated that." Ben explained.

Jen's lips curved up in small, sad smile. "We could clean it. Knowing Mom she probably has alot of dust wipes still in the closet."

"And knowing Dad he wouldn't have gotten rid of them." Kate added gently.

The house was quiet again as the trio once again stared at each other, reminscing.

"Well, come on." Ben spoke up with a sigh, grabbing his jacket that was slung over the couch. He walked in between his two sisters and wrapped an arm around each of them, walking towards the door.

They got into Ben's car that was parked outside Kate's house and drove the five minutes to their parent's house in silence.

Ben pulled into the driveway and shut off the car. Jen, who was in the passenger's seat and Kate who was in the rear, both pressed their heads against the glass of the windows and stared at their childhood home. Ben laid eyes on his sisters for a few moments and then finally turned his gaze to the house. The lawn was slightly over grown from not being mowed, all the porch furniture still remained on the porch, even the pillows on the swing, and the house was dark.

Soon they all got slowly out of the car and approached the house, almost nervously, like they were approaching a haunted house and not the house that they each spent the first eighteen years of their lives in.

Jen slowly climbed up the stairs to the porch and with two fingers, wiped the edge of the railing. She lifted her fingers into the air and the tips of her fingers were covered in black dust. She let out a soft chuckle and turned to her siblings with the two fingers in the air. "Mom would have a fit."

A small smile tugged at their lips and Kate joked, "She'd probably make you wash your hands for an hour." But then her smile faded and her brow furrowed in despair. She bit her lip, shaking her head and then pushed past her older sister and onto the porch.

Kate lifted the welcome mat near the door, lifted the loose floorboard under it, moved the brick under that and found the spare key to the door. She picked it up, put everything back, neatly, in its place and wiped the dirty key on her pants. Then she put the key in the lock and carefully opened the door.

They all held their breath as the door swung open. All of them half expected their mother to come around the hallway, her face alit in a smile, her gloved hands holding a tray of some sort of healthy appetizer to greet them. But a minute went by and there was no greeting. The house was dark, empty and cold.

They all let out a simultaneous breath and stepped inside. If their mother wouldn't greet them then maybe their father would come grinning down the hallway, opening his arms to greet them with a warm hug. But he didn't.

Ben flicked on the light switch near the doorway and the hallway lit up. It made things a little bit more lively but without the smiling faces of their parents their house wouldn't be the same.

Jen and Kate headed towards the living room and Ben continued down the hallway. Jen made her way one way around the couch and Kate made her way around the other all looking around at the pictures on the walls, the tables and other furniture that occupied the living area.

Jen spied the family portrait taken when they were younger that was still hanging on the wall. She sat and Kate sat one leg each of their father's lap while little Ben occupied their mother's. Every one of them had matching smiles on their faces.

Next to that was the picture of her parents with their high school glee club. Of course not even Jen was alive for that but she had gotten to know some of the kids in that picture very well. Mostly Rachel and Finn Hudson. Rachel, still at that time Berry, would come over to baby sit her and when Kate was born, her sister too. Rachel became one of her favorite people and so did Finn. When they were older and weren't in need of a baby sitter anymore, she only saw Finn and Rachel every so often and only because of her parents. The last time she had seen them was almost six months ago when the pair came up for her mother's funeral. Rachel was just as peppy as usual, her long career on broadway doing very well for her health. Finn was just as goofy as she always remembered and just as tall. She still managed to call him Frankenstein without him killing her. But that was probably because Finn adored the first born child of his second family.

"Hey Jen." Kate's voice pulled Jen out of her thoughts and she whirled around to find Kate sitting on the couch with a small smile on her face. "Remember when we used to make forts out of the cushions and blankets?"

A smile broke across Jen's face and she laughed, approaching her sister. "Yes of course! Mom used to come home and be so furious that she could hardly speak!"

Kate laughed at the memory also. "That's when we knew we were in trouble was when Mom went into panicked shock and it took Dad several attempts to get her out of it."

"And we kept doing it too!" Jen laughed again and Kate joined her. "Remember? Until Dad finally said we could make our room into a fort so we pushed our beds together and slept under there for weeks."

Kate shook her head, placing her hand over her heart as she chuckled. "Mom hated that so much. One time we saw her trying to put everything back in place and we went and told on her to Dad."

The women laughed at the memory and Kate leaned over to rest her head on Jen's shoulder.

"Jen! Kate!" They heard their brothers voice down the hall and both turned their attention to the doorway where Ben soon appeared with a grin. "Look what I found!" He held up three small blankets and Kate gasped. She stood up and Jen followed soon after her and they crossed the living room towards their brother.

"Our baby blankets!" Kate exclaimed and took the purple one out of the bunch and cuddled it to her chest. Jen took the light pink one and Ben kept the blue one. Jen ran her hands over the soft material and brought it up to her nose and inhaled. "It still smells like Mom's fabric softener."

Kate brought it up to her nose to see and smiled in satisfaction when she scent washed over her. And then she laughed, grinning at Jen. "Hey, remember Benji used to carry his around until he was like six!"

Ben's face flushed and he whacked Kate on the arm with his blue blanket. "Hey shut up!"

Kate and Jen laughed and Jen reached over to pinch Ben's cheeks. "He was always the baby."

Ben slapped her hand away and rubbed the side of his cheek. "Not funny." He muttered but that only caused his sisters to laugh harder.

Ben huffed and turned, walking away from his laughing older siblings and disappearing down the hallway.

Kate leaned against Jen for support holding her blanket to her mouth to muffle the sound of laughter. After about a minute the two calmed down and let out a breath.

Kate lifted herself back up and glanced at Jen. "I think I'm going to go take a look around."

Jen nodded with a slight smile and gently squeezed her hand. "I'll be with you in a minute."

Kate let out a small smile, nodded and then turned to walk out of the room and down the hallway. Jen sighed quietly once her sister was out of the room and looked around the quiet living room.

Up against one of the walls sat a piano. She crossed the room and pulled out the piano bench and opened the lid, sitting down. She ran her fingers across the keys and the off sound of untuned notes filled the air. The piano was a present from her mother to her father on his 40th birthday and though Jen was only five at the time she remembered the day perfectly...

Jenalyn Schuester sat happily on the couch in the middle of the living room with her baby sister, Kathryn, on her lap. She giggled as her mother led her blindfolded father into the room.

"Emma." Her father laughed, "What is going on?"

"It's a surprise Will." Her mother answered, her voice laced with joy. "You'll just have to wait a few more minutes to find out."

Will sighed in defeat but then laughed again as Jen started to bounce up and down in excitement.

"Careful with the baby Jen, don't let her fall off!" Emma warned her.

"I got her mommy!" Jen wrapped her arms around her baby sister and Kate let out a happy squeal waving her arms up and down.

"Can I take the blindfold off now?" Will asked somewhat impatiently. Emma giggled and looked towards her daughters. "What do you say Jena, can daddy take off his blindfold?"

"Hmmm..." Jen brought one finger to her chin and tapped it in thought until she saw her father's lips go into a pout. "YES!" She cried and Emma laughed, reaching up to untie the blindfold.

Will braced himself for what he was going to see but when the blindfold fell and his eyes landed on the shiny new piano sitting against the wall, his jaw dropped.

"Well..." Emma prompted, slipping around to Will's side.

"You got me a piano." His voice was laced with shock as he stared at the instrument. Then a smile broke across his face and he looked down at Emma lovingly. "You are the best." He swooped her up into his arms and kissed her and Jen clapped her hands and Kate followed her lead.

"Play us a song Daddy!" Jen insisted after Will got settled at the piano. Emma had taken a seat next to her eldest daughter on the couch and had moved Kate from Jen's lap to hers. Jen had moved to sit on the piano bench next to her father.

Will ran his fingers over the keys playing a short and simple scale to warm them up, sat in thought for a moment and then launched into a happy, up beat song.

About thirty seconds into the song, Emma got up from her seat and started to dance around the living room, bouncing Kate in her arms. Kate's laughter filled the air and so did Will, Emma's and Jenalyn's singing voices.

Over the course of the years her father had taught her how to play the piano and though she hadn't played in a long time she still remembered a little bit. She spread her fingers over the keys and played a few chords, the same chords of the song that her father had played that day. She sang a long to the chorus of the song and then her hands dropped from the piano and she was left in quiet once again.

Jen bit her lip and closed the piano, turning to stand up and go find Kate.

Kate found her way to her parents room and pushed open the door. Like the rest of the house, the room was dark and cold. However it did have all the furniture and pictures up on the walls and the clothes still in the dresser and her mother's make up still on the vanity. She slowly walked into the room and approached the bed.

She climbed onto foot of the bed, the mattress squeaking under her weight, and she crawled towards the head. She unfolded the blankets and rolled them down and laid herself down in the middle of her fathers and her mother's pillow and closed her eyes tightly...

Six year old Kathryn Schuester jumped out of bed, threw open her bedroom door and ran down the hallway towards her parent's bedroom. She turned the doorknob and quickly entered the bedroom. She hopped onto the foot of the bed and crawled in between the two lumps that were her sleeping parents.

She grabbed each one of their shoulders and shook them gently. "Mommy! Daddy!" She whimpered.

"Katie?" Her mother was the first to answer in a tired voice.

"Mommy!" She squeaked and hopped over and into Emma's unsuspecting lap. Emma however reacted quickly and wrapped her arms around her daughter. Will was propping himself up, his eyes squinted in the dark.

"Katie, what's the matter?" Will asked, his voice although tired, was caring.

Katie wrapped her arms around her mother and sobbed into her chest. "They were chasing me! They were gonna get me!"

Emma glanced at Will over the sobbing form of their daughter and the couple shared a worried look.

Will scooted over and gently placed his hand on his daughter's back, rubbing his hand up and down in gentle motions. "Shhh honey its okay, it was just a dream."

Katie turned her head towards her father. Her eyes were wide and filled with tears that continually streamed down her face and her bottom lip trembled.

The wind outside knocked a tree branch against the siding of the house and Kate screamed and crawled across the way into Will's lap. She threw her arms around his neck and buried her face into shoulder, crying hysterically.

"It's okay Katie." Will whispered into her ear, continuing to rub her back and kiss the top of her hair. "It was just the wind baby no one is going to get you. It's okay, mommy and daddy are here."

Kate continued to cry for a couple of more minutes before finally settling down with just a few hiccups escaping her. She lifted her head and wiped at her eyes, still remaining in Will's lap. She glanced up at her father and then across the way to her mother. "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Emma reached across the way and tucked a strand of red hair behind her ears and smiled softly. "Of course darling."

Kate slowly crawled out of her father's lap and into the space between them. Will and Emma both laid back down and Kate curled up to her mother's arm but grabbed Will's arm and threw it protectively over her. Will pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her head and after sharing a look with Emma laid his head back down on the pillow, tightening his grip around his daughter.

Kate let out a shuddering sigh and her eyes drifted closed. "Sweet dreams." Will whispered to her and Kate fell into a peaceful, comfortable, soundless sleep.

Kate pressed her face into the sheets and she could smell the familiar scent of her mother's perfume, her father's cologne and the combination of the scents that belonged to her parents.

She reached out and grabbed her mother's pillow bringing it close to her chest and she could almost feel her father's fingers trailing up and down her back trying to comfort her. She could feel his kiss on top of her head. She could hear his voice...

It's okay Mommy and Daddy are here...

Her lip trembled and she could feel the tears burning the back of her eyes. She clutched the pillow tighter to her and one by one the tears began to fall. Her body started shaking and soft whimpers began to erupt from her chest. Then they soon evolved into full blown sobs that echoed in the small room.

She felt a feather light touch on her arm and her heart almost stopped beating. She lifted her head, almost expecting her father to be there but it was only Jen, staring down at her with a concerned expression.

"Kate?" Jen whispered.

Kate burst into another round of sobs and buried her face into her older sister's lap. Jen, a little surprised, placed her hands on Kate's red hair lightly and started to play with it.

"I just miss them so much!" Kate cried into her lap and Jen clenched her jaw, fighting back tears of her own.

"I know." She muttered, her voice cracking. "I miss them too." She bit her lip, closed her eyes and let a few tears escape her eyes while still trying to be strong for her younger sister.

Meanwhile Ben was outside on the deck, leaning against the railing looking out into the yard. He smiled at all the memories he had of all the spring and summer days he would spend outside playing some sort of game of ball with his father and then how his mother would insist they get out of their grass stained clothing before dinner, throw them in the wash and depending on her mood, take a shower.

He turned to face the house and his eyes scanned the small deck with the grill and the patio table with the closed umbrella. He walked over to the table and sat down at one of the benches...

Benjamin Schuester peered out of the back door to where his father was trying to fix the patio umbrella. Trying being the key word. Through the screen door he could hear his father's frustrated grunts as he tried to set the broken umbrella back in place.

Ben slipped outside and continue to watch Will struggle with the umbrella for a few more minutes until he finally spoke up, "Dad?"

Will jumped, startled and hit his head on the metal pole of the umbrella. He groaned and poked his head out, rubbing the sore spot on his head. "Yeah son?"

"Can I talk to you?" Ben asked. Will nodded and stepped down from the bench.

"Sure, I'm not having much luck with this stupid thing anyway." He pointed to the umbrella and sat down.

Ben gave a half smile and Will glanced at him inquisitvely. "What's up Ben?"

"Well..." He sighed and started towards him, taking a seat on the bench next to him. "It's about a girl."

Will raised his eyebrows, a smirk forming his lips as he nudged his fifteen year old son, "A girl huh?"

Ben shoved his father's shoulder jokingly and Will laughed. "What's the problem?"

"I really like her. You know I really, really like her. She's so pretty and smart and one of the nicest girls in the world."

"So..." Will pressed on and repeated, "What's the problem?"

"The problem..." Ben stressed. "Is that she is way out of my league. She's a cheerleader you know? And cheerleaders don't go for guys like me."

Will laughed and shook his head. "Oh don't they?" He slung his arm over the table to face Ben better. "Have I ever told you about Terri?"

Ben furrowed his brow and shook his head. "Who is Terri?"

"Terri is my ex-wife."

Ben cocked his head to the side. "Your ex-wife? Wait, you were married before Mom?"

"Yes. I was." Will responded and rolled his eyes. "It's a whole big long story but I'm not going to get into that now. What I wanted to say was that Terri was my first girlfriend and I was your age when we started dating. And she was a cheerleader and I was much like you were when I was in high school. At first I never thought Terri would go for me but she did and we were together all through high school and college and in my late twenties we finally got married."

"Your late twenties?" Ben questioned. "Weren't you and Mom married in your early thirties though?"

Will shrugged and waved his hand back and forth. "Early to mid thirties but mine and Terri's marriage didn't last long."

"What happened? If you were together that long in high school and afterwards surely you must have loved each other."

Will sighed. "Well like I said its a long, messy story. She turned out not to be the person I thought she was and she betrayed my trust and love in one of the worst ways. In the last year or so of our marriage I could feel myself slipping away from Terri and towards your mother."

Ben's eyes widened and Will shot his hand out seeing where his son's mind was going. "I never had an affair with your mother while I was still married. We waited until I was officially divorced to start anything but we knew the feelings for each other were there and were very strong however we never acted on it."

Ben nodded in understanding and then his face twisted up in confusion. "Okay so what does your ex-wife have to do with the girl I like?"

Will smiled softly and chuckled. "My point of the story was that I thought Terri was the one for me and we had a good fifteen years together before things started going down hill but you never know where you'll find the right one. Maybe this girl is in your league and maybe she'll be the right one for you. Or maybe she'll be your Terri and you'll have a good few years together and then one day you'll find your true soul mate." Will's eyes drifted off and Ben knew that he was thinking about his wife. Ben for the first time truly appreciated his father's happiness in his marriage. He never saw two people more in love than his parents.

Will shook his head and turned his attention back to his son. "Anyway Ben, you'll never find out unless you try. I made the first move with Terri and it turned out she liked me too. Maybe this girl likes you and she's just about as nervous to approach you as you are."

"Do you really think that?" Ben asked hopefully.

Will gave him an exasperated look. "Would I lie to you?"

Ben smiled sheepishly and shrugged. Will's jaw dropped in offense and he lunged at his son locking him in head lock and noogy-ing him.

"Hey!" Ben shouted and tried to break loose from his father's grip but Will held onto him tightly.

Finally Ben managed to shove away from Will and scowled at him as Will laughed.

"Seriously though," Will laughed, trying to calm himself down, "Go for it Ben. What have you got to lose?"

Nothing. And he did lose nothing. And boy was he glad he listened to his father's advice that day. Because that girl that he was so scared to talk to, did like him back and had liked him since middle school. And now that girl was a woman who he was happily married to for almost twenty years. His beautiful Chloe.

"Thank you Dad." He whispered looking up at the sky. He had said it numerous times during the course of his life but he felt the need to stress it again. If it wasn't for the talk that day he probably never would have gotten together with Chloe.

"There you are." Ben turned and saw Jen standing in the open doorway. Ben stood up and his brow furrowed in concern. Although it may not have been too obvious Ben knew his sister very well and knew she had been crying. "Are you alright?"

Jen gave him a small smile. "I'm fine. Kate just got a little upset and brought me down with her."

"Is Kate okay?" Ben asked.

Jen nodded. "She's just washing up in the bathroom. She just needed to let her emotions out you know."

Ben nodded in understanding. "Of course, yeah. This is the first time we've all been in the house since they've died." He clenched his jaw letting out a breath. "It's...hard on all of us."

Jen reached forward and took Ben's hand, they shared a small sad glance and then headed inside.

They met Kate in the main hallway and the trio just stood there quietly, just staring at each other for a very long time.

Finally, Jen spoke up, her voice solemn. "We're going to have to sell it aren't we?"

Kate's eyes filled with tears and she lowered her head, Ben slipping his hand into hers and squeezing it tightly. They all knew the answer.

The days flew past. They stopped by each day and cleaned out the house, keeping valuable items and throwing out the rest.

Weeks passed and the house was put up for sale. A couple of months went by and only a few buyers stopped by to look at the house. None were takers.

Only on one dreary, rainy, November afternoon did they get a promising offer. Jen, Kate and Ben all met at the house and waited for the interested buyers to arrive. They got the offer in the mail and they would not reveal who they were until they met face to face. The siblings were a little nervous upon meeting the interested buyers because of that reason.

They sat outside on the porch and watched anxiously as cars drove past and none of them stopped. Kate constantly checked her watch checking the time to see how late the buyers were.

Just then a familiar looking blue car pulled in front of the house. Even though the car did look familiar to them they dismissed the coincidential fact and the three siblings stood up to greet the new buyers.

As the young couple stepped out of their car, first Kate's jaw dropped, then Jen's and then Ben's.

A strawberry blonde, no older then twenty five with a dark haired man who looked only a couple years older than her, walked hand in hand towards the house.

"We are interested in purchasing your home." The young woman stated with a bright smile.

"Lauren?" Jen's eyes were wide opened in shock. "Honey, what is this all about?"

"Well Mom, we heard that you were going to sell the house and you know as well as I do that grandma would not want any stranger living in her house. You know that Brandon being a doctor we have plenty of money and can afford to buy the house. We're getting sick of our apartment and grandma and grandpa's house is so special we figured we'd buy it."

Jen's eyes watered and she pulled her eldest daughter into a hug. "Thank you." She whispered into her ear.

Lauren smiled up at her mother and kissed her cheek softly before being pulled into a happy hug by her Aunt and Uncle.

After each of them hugged the life out of both Lauren and her newly wed husband, Ben told them to go inside and they would discuss everything further.

Lauren smiled happily and took Brandon by the hand and the two of them went inside. Jen, Kate and Ben all looked at each other, happy that their home and the last piece they had left of their parents memory's were not going to be sold to some stranger.

They looked up as the sun broke out of the dark clouds and lit up the sky. The way the sun was angled in the sky it cast a ray of bright and shining light onto the porch swing. They could almost picture their parents sitting there, arms around each other smiling back at them, nodding in approval.

A warm breeze suddenly whisked through the air and surrounded each one of them, hugging them, and in that breeze were the whispered words...

I love you.