It's been many years since I've last seen her. I don't know where she went. I remember she had told me that she was leaving, to have at it with life, to experience it all just in case her years less numbered. House tells me he know where she is, but he can't. If he knew, then I would know.

I miss her. I really do. We had been through so much together. All the pain, the sadness, the grief. All the happiness, joy and laughter. We had been through it all. I truly loved her. I will always love her.

She had this phrase, this saying. You gotta believe everything is going to be okay. She was so optimistic; I think that's what got us, her through everything. Do I still live by that phrase? Do I still believe everything is going to be okay? No, I never really did. I see too much death in my job to believe it. I only believed it once, I only believed it to help her. I did anything and everything I could.

I often wonder if certain things didn't happen in life...if mistakes hadn't been made, if complications hadn't arisen; would things be any different?

Would I have gone through two more marriages? Would I be a father?

I don't know. I will never know because those things happened, and some things didn't.

But her, she happened, and she was the best thing that ever happened.

And I will never forget Annalise Pierce.