AN: So thank you guys so much for the reviews! I have decided to reward you with another chapter since you guys who did review seemed to lean towards that idea. Hope you'll like it. :) Cheers!

Alexis wanted to remember more. She wanted to remember every single moment she had with her dad. She wanted to remember every single trip she took with her dad to the museum. She remembered one trip she took with her Dad, where he pretended to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex. He had run around the museum growling and roaring. At one point he even pretended to take a bite out of a lady's sunhat. Alexis remembers pouting after security politely asked them to leave the museum because they were disturbing the other guests. Her dad had tried to make jokes to cheer her up, but she had continued to pout, so he took her to their favorite ice cream store and let her get anything she wanted. He then proceeded to get the most disgusting combinations of ice cream and topping and made her laugh with his disgusted faces he made as he ate his ice cream.

Alexis wanted to remember more things like that, but it seemed like all the things she could remember revolved around her father's death. She remembers the phone call from Kate, the terror that ran through her, and how her heart felt like it was going to come out of her chest. She remembers boarding the plane and concentrating on her breathing, and she remembers how she could barely hold it together on the plane. How quickly Kate came and scooped her up into her arms was something she would never forget. She had been so surprised that Kate could pick her up. She remembers tears pouring out of her as Kate hugged her in the back of an FBI vehicle and whispered into her ear, "I'm so sorry Alexis. He wanted to say goodbye." She remembers how everything Kate said after that sounded like she was going through a tunnel. She remembers Kate frantically yelling something at the driver and the car pulling onto the shoulder as she stumbled out of it into the grass and threw up what felt like everything she had eaten in the past week. Her grandmother's arm surrounding her as her chest shook with sobs was something she would never forget. She would also never forget how at that moment in her life, she had never felt so empty and so totally alone.

She remembers the first thing she did when she and her grandmother got back to the loft was rush into her father's room. She remembers herself losing it when all she could smell was cherries. She had frantically grabbed his pillow and sighed in relief when she could still faintly smell him. She remembers grabbing the nearest box and filling it with Kate's stuff and taping it up as much as possible, hoping that it would contain Kate's smell so she would not lose her father's.

She was now sitting on the couch watching old home movies trying to block her most recent memories out. She sat on the couch wishing that it was Friday movie night and her dad was just in the other room getting popcorn.