"I'm not opening it. I can't. I won't. I-I..." I bite my lip. How did it get here? I barely manage to keep tears from welling up in my eyes. "I don't know how to feel about this. How can I?"

I feel my wings tremble. That's never happened before. Unsettled by the feeling, I untuck them. But they still won't stop trembling.

"May I..." "Just do it really gently Dick."

Memory lane...I feel reassurance in his touch. It makes my wings slowly stop trembling. I tuck them in, still feeling slightly unsettled at the sight of the mem-sphere.

Babs looks at Dick. "You've done that before, haven't you?" "10 years ago. Just before...that night." He calls it that too? I noticed that his voice softened (just a little) with those last two words. "Dick..." "I'm fine H." I put the mem-sphere in a safe place. "It was you who told me that you carry your parents in your heart. Just like my Father's in mine. I've said it before and I'll say it again. No one we truly love ever leaves us completely." He smiles. "I remember." "Am I missing something?" I feel my eyes glint with mischief. "Maybe..." Perhaps Puck is in my family tree.

I grab the mem-sphere hoping that will shed a clue. Nervously, I open it. Memories spill out before me. I recognize all of them as being ones of me. All of them except one.

I play the unfamiliar one. I see my Dad and...A woman who looks a lot like me. Feeling a little nervous, I tentatively touch my fingers to the woman's image. I think I know who she is. She untucks wings and my thought is confirmed. The memory fades as she flies away.

"Dick...That woman was...It had to be my Mom."

The last two words seem to echo in the room bringing silence with them.