So, I wasn't going to post this but then I figured what was the point in me writing it if I never posted it.

This is the sequal to Learn To Love Again. I highly suggest you read that before this. It might be confusing if you don't. Everything in this will be explained. Yes, this is twenty years later. By the way Amy is Amelie. Sunny and Kale are the twins. Seth and Summer will be in this as well. I'll try to make everything clear.

I hope you guys like this one as much as you did the first one.

This is my birthday present to myself, since my birthday is saturday. Plus, i'll be gone all weekend.

Chapter 1

Her heart dropped as she stared at her doctor. The woman in front of her was telling her things she really didn't want to hear. There was no way this could be happening to her. She had a husband of twenty years, six kids, two grandchildren. This couldn't be happening to her.

Not now.

Not ever.

"Are you…are you sure?" She nervously fidgeted with her hands. The doctor nodded and began explaining her options to her. "There's just no way." She whispered interrupting the lady. The doctor just gave her a weak smile before continuing. "No, just stop. I can't be…No! I have a family, a life." She stood up abruptly startling the doctor.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Atwood but…" She didn't want to hear anymore. She had to get out of there. The air in that office was getting too thick.

There was no way she could tell her husband. There was no way she could tell her family.

She made her way to her car. She shut her eyes tightly leaning her entire body against it. She just couldn't wrap her mind around all of this.

There was just no way this was happening.

Her cell phone rang startling out of her daze. She glanced down at the caller ID. She quickly gained her composure and pressed the green button.

"Claire, hey baby." Taylor chirped to the twenty-six year old on the other line.

"Where are you? I'm panicking, Amy still hasn't arrived and Sunny's refusing to put on the dress. Dad's brooding and my fiance is basically nowhere to be found." The girls fast talking was wearing Taylor out.

"Take a deep breath, Claire. I'm on my way home right now." She sighed opening the car door and slipping into the drivers seat.

"Thank God."

"Have you seen Kale today?"

"He's MIA too. What is up with everyone disappearing the day before my wedding."

"I'm sure they'll all make it for the rehearsal dinner." Taylor tried as she put the key in the ignition. "I'll be home soon, just don't panic too much."

"Too late. Drive carefully Mom, I'm really worried about you." The girl softened her voice.

"No need to worry about me, Claire. Just focus on your big day." Taylor voice raised a little as she lied to her daughter. Truthfully she should be worried about her mother. The woman who had adopted her over twenty years ago.

"Love you."

Taylor clicked the end button before resting her whole body back on the seat. She felt like she was going to be sick.

This was all too much to handle. Especially since it was the day before her daughter's wedding.

She'd wait until after everything was settled before mentioning this to anyone, but maybe she could tell someone.

Her best friend.

The only best friend she had ever had besides her amazing husband. Taylor took a u-turn after pulling out into traffic. Summer's house was in the opposite direction of her own.

"Taylor!" A huge grin spread across Summer's face as Taylor walked in her front door. "I wasn't expecting you."

"Yeah, well this wasn't planned. Sum, can we talk?"

"Of course, I'm home alone. Which is really strange considering my house is usually a mess with people."

"I'm scared." Taylor blurted out. "I went to the doctor's today. It was a follow up to the one I had a week ago. Summer I have…"

-

Ryan sighed watching his youngest daughter protest with her sister. The nineteen year old was fussing about the yellow dress she was supposed to be wearing.

"Where's your Mom?" He interrupted them. "I thought you said she was on her way home." Ryan glanced down at his watch.

Tomorrow would be their twentieth wedding anniversary. It was also the day Claire picked to get married. Saying the day was good luck. If her parents could last through all these years then maybe she could last with the man she was marrying. Ryan wanted to tell her not to base her relationship on the one he had with his wife but disappointing his daughter right now really wasn't at the top of his list.

"She was supposed to be." Claire huffed running her hand through her dark hair. She looked everything like her real mother. It was almost as if Sadie had created that girl all on her own. Except for her eyes. Those eyes were all from her father.

As if summoning her Taylor walked into the house. Ryan smiled at his weak wife. Lately she just hadn't been the same strong woman as before.

"Where have you been?" He met her at the door.

"I was just out. All of this wedding stuff is getting to my head. Then I went to visit Summer." She grinned at him. He suddenly took his wife into his arms.

"I'm happy I met you." He whispered into her ear. After all these years Ryan Atwood was still able to send chills down her spine. She leaned her whole body into his. It was nice not having to hold herself up. "You talk to Amy?" He put his hand on the back of her head. She glanced up at him and shook her head.

"She was supposed to call when she landed." She said before the front door flew open. Noah's two kids ran into the house screaming at the top of their lungs as their mother tried chasing after them. Taylor smiled at her grandchildren pulling away from her husband to give them kisses. "Adam, Christopher. Come here boys." She squatted down as slow as possible to let the small boys run into her arms. She almost fell backwards.

"You okay." Ryan steadied her.

"Stop worrying about me." She looked back shooting her husband a glare. He backed up a little knowing to let it go. "Now where's my son." She stood up looking at Noah's red haired wife.

"He was right behind me." The woman looked back. Noah bound into the house. Taylor couldn't believe that her son was already thirty years old. It felt like just yesterday she was coming into their lives.

"Where's Claire? She said she needs my help." The man put his hands on his hips. He looked everything like his father had except with darker hair.

"Living room." Ryan pointed behind him. Noah nodded hugging his mother before leaving. Adam and Christopher suddenly ran off.

"They are a handful." Leslie sighed with her hands on hips before following the boys. Ryan smiled, she was perfect for his son. She balanced him out.

"I think I'm going to take a nap." Taylor declared to her husband.

"I'll wake you up if Amy calls." He tells her.

"Thanks, and Ry?" She started to walk off.

"Yeah?"

"I'm happy I met you too." She walked back to him planting a kiss on his lips. "The odds were against us but we made it."

"The odds are still against us but I have a feeling we'll still make it." He kissed the tip of her nose.