"Daddy, what happened?" Jenny asked as Tommy walked into his parents' house, still covered in blood as his parents looked at him. They could tell that something had gone terribly wrong, but they did not want to hear him say anything. They were sure that it was Kimberly's blood that covered his shirt and the fact that she was not here with him could only mean one thing. "Daddy, where's Mama?"

"She's not coming home this time sweetie," Tommy whispered as he squatted down next to her and she gave him a confused look. "Mama died."

"No, Mama promised she'd come back," Jenny said as Tommy pulled her into a hug and her fists beat into him as he gulped to try to keep his composure. "Mama promised!"

"I know and Mama tried to and she told me to tell you that she loves you, but she couldn't hold on any longer, her body couldn't take it anymore," Tommy whispered as she sobbed on his shoulder and Tommy squeezed his eyes shut. It was hard enough losing Kimberly, but to hear their daughter crying like this broke his heart. He was barely able to hold himself together without hearing her sobs.

"Tommy," Susan said as he just shook his head. He had to take care of his daughter at the moment, he would cry with them later.

"Who will take care of me?" Jenny moaned as Tommy rocked her back and forth in his arms.

"I will, it was what your mother wanted," Tommy said as Jenny just shook her head. How could he take care of her? He didn't even know anything about being a parent, not like her mom did.

"You don't know anything about being a daddy," Jenny cried as Tommy looked down at her and then held her tighter.

"I know, but I'm going to try, I don't have a choice and I love you Jenny, I really do," Tommy said as Jenny barely nodded as she hiccupped and then slowly cried herself to sleep against his chest.

"Tommy," Susan said as she threw her arms around him and he sobbed on her shoulder.

"Mom, I never thought that she would die like this. I never thought that she would… I thought I would be the one to go like this, that she would be the one with the kids," Tommy whispered, trying not to disturb the child in his arms and being rescued by his father as he took the child from his arms. "She died in my arms."

"Tommy, I'm so sorry," Susan said as his sobs continued and he just shook in her arms. "When is the funeral?"

"I haven't even thought about it, her parents have been notified and her will, will be read tomorrow to all of us. We'll plan everything after that," Tommy said as Susan nodded and just held her son, who was trying to be much stronger than he needed to be. He needed to cry, to get it out, but she was sure that it would take years for him to heal. He would not get over losing Kimberly in one day and no one expected that of him.

"When I was asked to do this, I didn't know what I would say. I love her more than anyone I've ever known and I'll continue loving her, even in death. She was a wonderful woman, a woman that I thought I had lost for years and I just found her again. I found a daughter as well, that I now have to raise without her. I never thought that this would be my life or that this would be the way that she died. With her also went our child and the love of my life. Kimberly, may you rest in peace," Tommy said as he walked over to the casket and opened it before placing a ring box next to her. "I love you."

The rest of the funeral passed as a blur with Tommy returning to Jenny's side and placing her on his lap. The tears that fell from his eyes, fell in silence, he had no more harsh sobs, only the harsh reality of what was left of his life. The will had been read two days ago and he had been given the custody rights to Jenny, as well as everything that Kim owned, which was more than he thought existed, but he would have given all of that up just to have her back, but he knew that wouldn't happen she was gone. He stood next to the casket and finally broke down in sobs as everyone left the two of them alone for the final time. There was so much he wanted to say, so much that he wanted to do, but he knew that his time was past and there was nothing that he could do about it.

"Tommy, wake up!" Kim yelled as she shook him out of his sleep and he awoke in a cold sweat, clutching his wife as the tears streamed down his cheeks. "The dream again?"

"Yeah, how's the baby?" Tommy asked as he looked down at her round belly and she smiled. He always asked about the baby after that dream and she wondered what he would do once the baby was born to get her away from asking what it was about. She respected that it was something he didn't want to talk about, but she knew he would have to one day.

"Fine Tommy, are you okay?" Kim asked as he nodded his head yes and just pulled her closer, letting himself know that she was real and that she was alive. "You know I'll never leave you."

"Yeah, not on purpose," Tommy whispered as she gave him a curious look. "I can't talk about it Kim, it's too rough and it was too close to actually being a reality."

"That's what I thought, get back to sleep Tommy and don't worry about me," Kim whispered as he rested against her and was soon sound asleep. Kim could only guess what he was dreaming of, but she knew that he was likely to never tell her. It was like him to think that if he spoke his dreams, they might become a reality. She just hoped that he would learn to live without that fear, because the child that should have died lived and was living inside of her. In three weeks this child would be born and he would be there to see it, all because of the fact that he would not let her let go.