A/n : This is the first sad fic I've tried writing so hope it doesn't dissapoint.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with CiC or ABC.

" My name is Ally, that's short for Allison. I'm five years old and I'm in kindergarten, I like school . I draw and play , it's so much fun! My mommy says it's good to like school, she liked it so much she went for a lot of years. She's a doctor , like my daddy. They work together in a big hospital . We live in a big house but not as big as where mommy used to live . She lived in a big White house with her mommy and daddy."

"Ally honey come here." a grey haired man scoops up the little girl in his arms. Ally looks down at the person she was talking too.

" I hafta go now. Nice talking to you." Rod grins and takes his grand daughter to sit with him .

"Come here angel I wanted to give you something." he hands her a picture of a little girl just about her age.

"Whose that she looks just like me."

Rod's gaze lingers on the picture a bittersweet smile comes across his lips. "That's right she has your eyes and your smile and your pretty red hair . That was your grandma when she was your age."

Ally smiles "I look like grandma?" Rod smiles "Yeah baby you do. You remind me so much of her."

Ally looks up at him her big brown eyes displaying her innocence . " I wish grandma was here not up in heaven with the angels."

Rod holds her small frame against his and sighs deeply" I do too sweetie but she's always looking over you, remember that. She loved you so much you were her little peanut."

"Don't be sad grandpa grandmas right in here." she places her hand over his heart. " Mommy told me so. She said when I get sad and want to see grandma I just have to look in my heart and she'll be there. Maybe I have to use one of mommy's doctors tools."

Rod can't help but chuckle and kisses her forehead. "Dad you okay? Everyone's looking for you."

"Yeah fine, just having a little chat with Ally."

Allison jumps off Rod's lap and goes over to Becca now a grown woman.

"Mommy look what grandpa gave me! " She holds the picture up and Becca's eyes well up with tears , but she smiles.

"We're going to have to frame this and put in by your bed. What do you say?"

The little girl nods " And I can say good morning and goodnight to grandma everyday."

"Yeah honey everyday." She runs her hands through her daughters hair. "Why don't you go find daddy and uncle Horace, see what they're up to."

She gives Rod one final hug. "Thank you grandpa." and runs off.

Rod and Becca watch her go.

"She has quite a personality." He grins.

"You're telling me, she surprises me daily." she gets solemn, "Dad why don't you come stay with us for a while. "

"I can't." shakes his head walking towards the mantle and picking up a photo . "I can't leave this house, everything here reminds me of your mom, I need that, I need to be with her right now."

She nods " I understand."

Rod walks over to her putting his arm around her. "How are you holding up sunshine?"

" I miss her dad. I miss her so much. I never got to tell her how much I loved her, how proud I was of her ." tears roll down her eyes.

"Oh honey she knew how you felt. She was so proud of the woman you became, of the mother that you are. She knew you loved her."

"She should be here with us, this isn't fair. How are they ever going to know how amazing she was?"

Rod puts his hand on Becca's very pregnant belly . "We'll tell them and show them. Mackenzie Allen will live on with all of us." He kisses her forehead and takes her hand. They walk out of the study to greet more of the funeral guests.

The end. Reviews please this is the first time I try to write something sad.