Beck looked at his wife for reassurance. Victoria, Tori, Anne Oliver. In the forty one years he'd been alive he'd never been afraid to do anything, never. When he asked Tori to marry him he'd been nervous to the point of shaking and sharing his first tear but not afraid, deep down he knew she would say yes. All three times Tori gave birth he was too full of adrenaline to be afraid; Tori had the best timing with having children. With Christopher she went into labor on national television.
"A month early?" Tori often asked Chris. "On Ellen?!"
No, Beck was never afraid. Not till today, today was the end of a chapter, today was goodbye, today he had to accept that his sixteen year old daughter wasn't coming home.
Tori looked back at her husband, Becket, Beck, Henry Oliver. She was far less sure about this than he, couldn't they just go back to bed like they used to most Saturdays when they where at college, but this wasn't college. She was no longer 'Beck Oliver's Fiancé' or 'That Nerd who sings and is engaged to that movie star.' Those were the days, looking back on it now she could see how simple her life had been; Study, Hang with friends, Love Beck, Sing, that was all her life had consisted of.
Now, now she was a mother, a wife, and a musical Icon. Now she had to stand tall, be strong and face today and tomorrow, knowing that as each passes Stephanie wouldn't be apart of it.
Tears slid down Both Beck and Tori's cheeks. This was it, no more hiding behind ignorance, no more trying to forget about it, today was the day it ended.
"Today's the day, today we say goodbye." Beck said. A tear dropping from his eye as he pulled up their intertwined hands, kissing the top of hers.
"What if I'm not ready for goodbye?" Tori asked.
How could she say goodbye? Stephanie had been apart of her. For nine months she carried her daughter inside of her, Steph was the creation, the combined being of them. Tori and Beck brought together to create something new, life. She had watched her daughter grow up; learn to crawl, to walk, to talk, to live. She'd taught her to sing, and to dance. She'd watched her learn to act from Beck. Steph had been her daughter, her girl in the house, someone who she could teach about girly things, talk about girly things. How do you suddenly move on from that? This wasn't supposed to happen, not to them, she wasn't supposed to lose her only daughter, Steph was supposed to grow up, go to college, get married to Ben, have grandchildren. Steph was supposed to bury them. No parent should have to bury their own child.
"Then we do it together." Beck responded.
Beck knew exactly where Tori was, Because he was there to. She was their daughter, his little princess, his Baby girl, the only other woman he would love so much. She was part him, part Tori.
"It's always been you and me." Tori replied.
And it was true; there was always a Tori and Beck. They'd been apart of each others lives since forever, they'd shared the most intimate moments in their lives, the highs and the lows. She witnessed his first tear, Him her first I love you. Their first time their first everything and they would share their last everything. So today they would step outside to say goodbye, and they would do it together.