Hi guys! This is the sequel to I love you Greenpeace. If you haven't read that, then go read it. If you have read it, then enjoy. :)

"Do you want me to drive home?" Emma asked in a quiet voice on the way out of the cemetery. He nodded. She nodded in reply, still having troubles coming up with words after what she had witnessed.

She climbed in that orange civic that had been on the road for too long, and started the car. She drove through her new town. Atlantic Canada, it was something completely different from Toronto. The town was small, and quaint. Everyone knew everyone, and being the newbie in town was attention grabbing, especially when she arrived with Jay Hogart.

She almost started to cry again, Jay, this day was about him. She held in a sob, how much good did starting over really do? She had been happy in the beginning, but then it got harder. The illness really got into his head. They told him many times that there was a good chance of survival. In the end, they were wrong.

She pulled into the driveway of the Hogart residence. She stayed in the driveway for several minutes. This was all so difficult for everyone. There were flowers, and sympathy cards all around. Even for Emma, even if she wasn't family.

Kaitlyn had been there today, but it only made sense. Even if she wasn't around, she was still Anna's mother. Anna, the poor soul. She was barely 1 year old when she got sick. Anna Kaitlyn Hogart was diagnosed with leukaemia 6 months ago, and today we had her funeral.

Emma sighed, and turned to Jay. "Babe do you want to talk?"

He shook his head, "No Emma, I don't want to talk. I didn't want to talk yesterday, or this morning when you asked, and I still don't want to talk now."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I just don't know how to handle this situation Jay. I'm trying to help you in any way that I can. What can I do?" Emma said exasperated.

"Emma, we just buried my daughter. My 18 month old baby. Anna was my world since I saw her. I regret leaving and missing those key moments of her life. I don't know how to handle this," Jay said then put his head in his hands.

She put a soothing hand on his back, but cringed at the comment of regretting Toronto. If he hadn't come to Toronto, then she would still be there. She wouldn't have the love of her life, but that didn't matter today. Today she had to be there for Jay, this was his time to fall apart, and Emma's time to pick up the pieces and help him be okay.

"Jay I'm sorry, I can't say that enough. I'm sorry you have to go through this, and I'm sorry for your loss, and I'm sorry I don't know how to make it better. All I can do is be here for you," Emma said keeping her hand on his back.

He moved his into her lap, and started to cry again, he truly was falling apart, "Emma that's what I need. I need you to hold me, and be there for me, and love me, and please don't leave me because I've fallen apart."

She almost cried herself, "Jay of course I'm not going anywhere, and I will do anything you want me to. Come on, let's go inside before everyone gets back. We can just go to our room."

He nodded and sat up in his seat. She got out of the car, and met him at the front of the car. She gave him a sad smile, and took his hand. She led him all the way to their basement bedroom in his parents house. He walked into the room, and fell onto the bed. He was trying his best to ignore Anna's baby things around the house.

She sat down on the bed next to him, where he lay on his stomach. She put a soothing hand on his back, and moved her manicured fingernails a little bit. He sat there and simply cried for more than an hour, and she sat there the whole time.

He stopped himself, and sat up. She moved closer to him wiping his tears away. He gave her an appreciative smile with tears still in his eyes. She pushed his hair back from his face just a little, and let her hand trail down his face. She had no idea how to really make him feel better.

She sighed, "What can I do Babe? I feel so helpless just watching you cry."

He shrugged, and stood up. He finally took off his black suit, and changed into some sweatpants and a t-shirt. She stood up, and turned her back to him, "Will you unzip me?"

He walked over, and unzipped her black dress. It fell away from her shoulder just a little. Jay hugged her from behind, and kissed her head. "I love you Em."

She sighed, and melted into his touch, "I love you too Jay."

He held her so close, "I have no idea what I would do without you." She sighed, and closed her eyes. He kissed her collar bone, and her held rolled to the side. He kissed up her neck softly, and slowly. She turned around in his arms, and kissed him full on.

He didn't immediately break away, but the kiss didn't last too long. "I need you more than you know." He whispered so she could barely hear him, but she did.

She ran her fingers trough his hair, and didn't let go of him. He laid his head on her shoulder, and nearly began to sob again, but he held himself together. She didn't let go as long as he didn't move. He finally detached himself from her with a weak smile.

"I'm going to go get some coffee from the kitchen. Do you want some?" Jay asked as she began to change clothes.

"Sure," Emma shrugged, and continued to change. She switched into sweatpants, and a tank top. She was taking out her earrings when she heard a thump outside her door.

She opened the door quickly, and found Jay sitting in the middle of the basement crying. He was holding one of Anna's toys in his arms. Emma rushed over to him, and knelt down in front of him. She held his face softly, "Babe, look at me. It's okay, you go back there. I'll go get us coffee. Babe, come on."

He didn't stop crying, or let go of the toy, but he stood up and Emma helped him back into their room. She closed the door behind her, and walked up to the kitchen. Bev was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee herself, "How's Jay?"

Emma sighed, "Not so good. I'm really trying my best, but I feel like I'm not really helping him."

Bev sighed as well, "Emma you're there for him, and that's what he needs."

She took the two cups of coffee and nodded, "I know that, but he just looks so helpless. I hate it."

Bev sighed, and said her final words, "Well as much as you're there to help him, you need to make sure you feel this too. It's not just him who has a right to mourn this."

Emma nodded, and returned to the basement.