A/N: So, the lovely ereader12 thought it would be a fab idea to see more of Riley's time in Philly, and I agreed, and thought, you know, Feeny still lives next door. Wouldn't it be a great idea to do a part where Feeny gives Riley advice, like he used to do for Cory? So this happened, along with some Josh, because my best friend Ronie, . beautifulsoulheart (shameless plug, go check her out, she's amazing, and wonderful) wanted more Josh. And I maybe, sort of, delved more into Riley's anger that I touched on in the first part. Because I can. And because it should be addressed. This is my fic, and I'm tired of the writers acting like Riley is magically okay with everything. As for writing a part after the phone call with Riley, I don't know. I don't know where I'd go with it, if that makes sense? This fic was about Riley's journey, it was always supposed to end with the phone call because it signified her coming home, and ending her journey, or whatever. However, I will say that I've been thinking about doing a companion chapter to the first one, from Maya's point of view, if that would be something you guys would like to see? Or if you have any other ideas, like ideas for a part after the phone call, or maybe something else you'd like to see me expand more on, or ideas of headcannons for this universe, you'd like to see? You can send them to me on here, or via my tumblr, which is always linked in my bio. Feel free to come talk to me about whatever. I don't mind.

"I have not seen anyone sitting out here in a long time," a voice said, interrupting Riley's thoughts.

Her head snapped around to look, and there's Mr. Feeny, standing at the fence, a smile on his face.

"I didn't think anybody would be out here at this hour," she said, standing up to walk over to him.

"I have found that it's much better to garden at night, less chance of a distraction," he mused, a twinkle in his eye.

"Need a hand?"

"After what you did to my garden last time you were here, I think not." Mr. Feeny chuckled.

Riley blushed. "Sorry about that."

"It is over and done with, I suppose. Now, what brings you out here at night?"

"Just missing home, I guess," Riley said, looking up at the sky again. "The stars look so much clearer here."

"Yes, I suppose they are." Mr. Feeny grabbed his watering can, and began to water his plants. "Your father used to sit out here some nights looking at them too. He seemed to think it was rather helpful."

Riley smiled. "My father said you were good at helping people out with their problems."

"And do you have a problem, Ms. Matthews?"

Riley hesitated for a moment, before she decided to blurt it out. "Did my parents ever date other people?"

Mr. Feeny sighed, put down his watering can, and opened the gate, beckoning Riley through it, and directing her to sit on the bench next to his house. "May I ask what brought this conversation up?"

Riley sighed. "My friend Maya, who was here with me last time, has a crush on the guy I love, and I tried to be okay with it, even going so far as to push them together, and I tried to be okay with it, but I wasn't. I really thought Lucas would be my person, that we'd be like my parents."

Mr. Feeny smiled at her sadly. "There were a few other people, though no one was ever truly enough to keep them apart."

"And did my dad and Uncle Shawn ever fight?"

Mr. Feeny chuckled. "They fought a fair few times, but it seems to me that even they managed to sort their problems out."

Riley pondered this for a bit, before she stood up. "Thank you, Mr. Feeny. Do you think everything will turn out alright?"

Mr. Feeny smiled. "It has been my experience that nothing can ever truly stand in the way of friendship, Ms. Matthews."

Riley smiled back at him. "Thank you, Mr. Feeny. I'll leave you to your gardening, I guess."

"You are very welcome Ms. Matthews," he said, standing up, and walking her to the gate.

"Have a good night, Mr. Feeny," she said, as she walked back into her grandparents house.

"You as well," he said, before he picked up his watering can and started watering again.

"Do you think I was wrong for leaving," Riley asked her uncle a few days after her talk with Mr. Feeny.

Josh sighed, and sat down next to his niece on the couch. "Do you feel bad for leaving?"

"I don't know. Should I feel bad?"

"Riley, I think you should feel whatever it is you feel, without anyone telling you that you're feelings are right or wrong. I know I'm not the greatest uncle-"

"You're the best uncle," Riley interrupted him.

Josh rolled his eyes. "I don't have as much experience as your dad, or Shawn, or even Eric, but I do know this. You're never going to get over what happened, until you feel whatever it is you've been repressing."

Riley froze. "How do you know I'm repressing something?"

Josh snorted. "You're my niece Riley, I know you."

Riley fidgeted for a minute, and ran her fingers through her hair, and took a deep breath. "I don't know how I feel," she murmured.

"You don't know, or you don't want to know because someone's been telling you what you feel?"

Riley bit her bottom lip, then let out a sigh. "I was angry," she finally whispered.

"Angry at yourself. or someone else?"

"Both, I guess. I was angry at myself, for not noticing how Maya felt, and angry at her, for even having those feelings in the first place. I mean, she had you. She was in love with you. And then all of a sudden she had feelings for Lucas? Feelings for the guy that she knew I liked, even if she thought it was like a brother? And then she almost kissed him, and told me, and didn't even think about how it was going to affect me. It was like she didn't even care. And then I was mad at myself again, because I had no right to be angry, because she wasn't going to tell me that she liked him, and I practically pushed them together."

Josh wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "It's okay to be angry Riley. No one is telling you you can't be angry. You had just found out that your best friend liked the guy you liked. Any person in their right mind would probably feel a little angry about that. Anger is human, Riley, it's okay to be human."

"She didn't even question it, you know. When I told her that I loved him like a brother, she didn't even question it. And then I guess I felt a little glad, when Farkle told everyone that I was lying, and that I still loved Lucas. And I felt selfish, because now Maya knew the truth, and she could feel what I felt. Was it wrong to feel that way?"

"Were you glad that someone was going to get hurt, or glad that you didn't have to lie anymore?"

"I was glad that I didn't have to lie anymore."

"That doesn't make you a bad person Riley, and anybody that tries to tell you different is wrong. What you're feeling is human."

"I wish I had been more selfish with him," Riley whispered. "I wish I had held on just that little bit longer."

"Maybe it's not over yet," Josh soothed. "Maybe there's still time."

"And if there isn't?"

"Then there's going to be a guy in your future who loves you too much to let you go without a fight, and Lucas was just the stepping stone to help you get there."

Riley's shoulders shook a little, before she started letting out a quiet sob. Josh gathered her into his arms, and Riley finally let herself go, and it felt like she couldn't stop crying, letting out gut-wrenching sobs that wracked her body. Josh moved a hand to her hair, combing through it, murmuring soothing words.

When she had eventually cried herself out, she dried her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Do you feel better now?"

Riley nodded. "Thank you, Uncle Josh."

Josh smiled. "It's no problem. Just remember I'm always here for you."

Riley nodded again, and stood up. "I should head to bed."

"Goodnight, Riley."

"Goodnight Uncle Josh."

"Thank you, Mr. Feeny," Riley said, as she stepped out the back door shortly after Maya's visit, to catch the older gentleman watering his garden.

"To what are you thanking me for Ms. Matthews?"

"Maya and I are talking again. I think we might be able to repair our friendship."

"I am glad to hear it."

Riley smiled at him, before she held out the packet of seeds in her hand. "It isn't much, but I wanted to repay you for the ones I took."

Mr. Feeny smiled, and took the seeds. "These will look lovely Ms. Matthews. Thank you."

"Do you have any other advice for me?"

"Only that you follow your heart. You can change the world, Ms. Matthews, make it your own."

Riley nodded, before her grandmother called her from the house. "Thank you, again, Mr. Feeny."

"You are most welcome Ms. Matthews."

Riley walked back into her grandparents house, with a little more bounce in her step.

And if you asked George Feeny, Cory and Topanga's daughter would do just fine. Just fine indeed.