Kari Knight's p.o.v.

I walked along the cold streets of Sacred Heart, Minnesota, pulling my jacket closed and folding my arms. I could see my breath form in a gastly fog everytime I exhaled. I was on my way to Life Support, the only place I had to be at every other day. It was actually pretty fun. Minus the part everyone in the room was in a way, dieing, but other than that, we talked, and laughed, and had an amazing time, every day, well, until someone from the circle actually does die. Then Life Support has a day of rememberance. Not mourning, remembering. There's people with a whole bunch of diseases like HIV/AIDS, heart conditions, and people like me, who had cancer, and knew what it was like to have chemo therapy every month.

I started to wonder about my family. It was nine o' clock, and very rarely does my husband, Kendall, get home early. So, every other day, my kids are at home alone until nine thirty. And that kills me even more than my disease does. "Hey, Kari, we thought you weren't going to make it." It was Margaret Ashworthy, a woman with cancer, that was about my age, sitting on the top stair of the church, smoking. It phased me to why she still smoked when she had lung cancer from smoking. "Hey, Maggie," I replied as I walked up the stairs and into the church. I quickly walked in, and took off my coat, planning to make myself comfortable for the next hour. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed my house phone, then waited for an answer.

"Hello?" It was my oldest son, Jacob. "Hey, honey," I said, "It's Mom, I just wanted to let you know that there's money for a pizza-" He cut me off. "On top of the fridge, I know." I pursed my lips. "Is your father home yet," I asked. Jake scoffed, "What do you think?" I sighed, "Are the others okay?" "Mom, everyone's fine," he then cleared his throat and spoke a bit louder, "ESPECIALLY DANA, AND HER NEW BOYFRIEND!" I gasped, "Dana has a boyfriend?" I then heard a faint screech and then the other line went dead. "Hello? Hello?" Nothing. Dana must've heard him and hung up the phone. I sighed and then called Kendall.

Kendall Knight's p.o.v.

"C'mon Matthews!" I yelled to one of the players on the ice. "Hustle you guys!" Just then my phone rang, I groaned. "TIME OUT!" I called. They all stopped, "Take five!" I looked at the caller ID. It was Kari, my Kari. I picked up. "Hey baby," I said to her. "Hey honey," she replied. "What's up?" She cleared her throat, "Oh, uh, I just wanted to let you know that I'm at Life Support, and I won't be home until ten. Could you, uhm, cancel your practice early? Y'know, go home and help Jake with things?" I sighed, "Sorry, baby, I can't. Our practice is mandetory." She sighed, "Okay, I guess I understand...BUT! As soon as we're both home, you're ALL MINE! And maybe I'll share you with the kids." I rolled my eyes and smiled at her possesiveness. "Fine, I hope you have a good time." "Only if you're here," she said to me with a fake pouty voice. "Bye, Kar." "Bye...Big Daddy." The name she ONLY called me when she was frisky. We hung up, and I got back to work. "C'mon everyone! Back on the ice!"

Kari Knight's p.o.v.

Kendall and I had a pretty good conversation, though it was a bit short. It was okay though, because as soon as our conversation ended, it was time to start our session. "Hey everyone," said our therapist, Christoph, "Who would like to start todays session?" No one really raised their hands, so I thought I'd take a crack at it. I raised my hand slightly. "Yes, Kari," Christoph pointed to me. "Well, uhm, the other day, I found out my white blood count was low." "And how'd you feel about that?" I sighed, trying to comprehend my feelings. "I guess I was a bit confused,," I paused then changed the topic real quick, "Did you know, doctors call me a miracle? I was supposed to die three years ago. Then I was supposed the year later. Then the year after that too! But I'm still here. Now, I'm not trying to sound concieted, but there's no reason for me to not be confused." I giggled a bit, then a couple people joined in.

It was an hour later, and I was finally walking home from Life Support. I walked down the streets of Sacred Heart, Minnesota, clenching my jacket close to my body, and watching as my breath swirled around in a gastly fog. I walked past the grocery store, then the park, then the school, noticing Kendall's car wasn't in the parking lot. I smiled knowing at least he was home with our kids. Well, that's what I thought until I walked closer to our house and saw his car approaching the driveway of our house. My eyes went wide with rage, and I speed walked over to him. "Kendall Knight! Why are you just pulling in?" I screamed. He got out of the car, then sighed. "Sorry, Kar, but I promised them team I'd take them out for pizza. I told them that a couple weeks ago." I rolled my eyes and turned to walk into the house. "C'mon, Kari, don't be like that." I stopped on the porch and waited for him to approach me. As he got onto the porch, he looked into my eyes, then gave me a quick kiss on the lips. It was soft and sweet, but would soon get more heate and heavy. I gently pulled away, then grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house. We walked through the door and into the living room to see Dawson and Dana working on a science project.

I dropped Kendall's hand then ran over to Dana. I wrapped my arms around her tightly. "Eep! I'm so proud of you!" I gave her a big kiss on the cheek. "What'd she do," Kendall asked. "Dana has-" she quickly covered my mouth. "Mom, no!" she screeched. "A boyfriend." Dawson finished for me. She screamed and got up, running for the stairs. I could tell she was mortified. "Oops...So, Daws, who's her boyfriend?" He took out his cell phone and showed me a picture of Dana and a masculine boy her age, maybe fourteen, hugging her. He was skinny, had spiked hair, and was tall. "Ooh," I yelled up to her, "You did good kiddo!" I heard another mortified scream from upstairs. Kendall yelled up to her also, "Y'know, I'm going to have to meet him, right?" She quickly ran out of her room and leaned over the banister, "You wouldn't dare." "I have to, it's in the 'Over-protective Father' handbook." She ran back into her room, but it wasn't long until we heard Dana's screech and a scream that sounded like a battle cry. Soon enough, she was being chased down the stairs by our oldest daughter, Angel.

"Hey, calm down!" I yelled to them. "Mom, I'm trying to sleep and she keeps running in and out of our room, screaming," Angel yelled, "I need my own room!" Dana stuck her tongue out at Angel. Angel reacted by going after her, again. Kendall put his arms out and grabbed her, pulling her away from Dana. "Hey, both of you, quiet! Heather's sleeping!" Angel let out a fake laugh, "Not quite." Kendall sighed. "Heather," he called. Soon enough, she toddled down the stairs in her floor length, long sleeve, powder pink nightgown. "Daddy!" Once she reached the downstairs, she ran over to him and he picked her up. "Hey, princess." She wasn't the bit sleepy, or drowsy. "Heather," Kendall began, "have you been up this whole time?" She nodded, "Because I was waiting for you to come home." He sighed, "Sweetie, I need you to go to bed now, okay? I'm home now." She nodded slightly, "Come tuck me in and read me a story?" He chuckled. "Sure, princess, c'mon." He set her down and she grabbed his hand and they walked upstairs to her room.

Angel and Dana rolled their eyes, Dawson just shook his head and continued to write data for the project. I sighed and then walked into the kitchen to see a teenage girl sitting on the counter, and Jacob kissing her, one hand halfway up her skirt, the other under shirt on her waist. My jaw dropped, then I cleared my throat. They both pulled away and looked at me. "Uh, hi, Mom," Jacob said to me. I put my hands on my hips and tapped my foot in annoyance. "Uh, you must be Mrs. Knight, Jake's mom. Hi, I'm Mimi, his girlfriend." She looked a bit slutty with her leather mini skirt and a tank top with a plundging neckline. She also wore boots that were almost thigh high. "Hi, Mimi," I said politely, "Uhm, you're gonna have to leave, I can drive you home if you want?" She shook her head, "That's okay, Mrs. Knight, I live just across the street, but thank you anyways." She hopped off of the counter and walked out of the kitchen and out of our house. Once I heard the front door slam, I began to scream. "What were you thinking bringing a girl here while we were out?" He rubbed the back of his neck, "I thought she would've been gone before you got home." I growled, "That is not the point, Jacob Tate!"

"Ooh, the full name card, harsh," said Angel from the doorway. "Angel, not now," I told her. I turned back to Jacob. "And almost having sex with her while your baby sister is upstairs, and your younger siblings are in the living room?" I rubbed my temples and turned around. I was tired of yelling today. "Y'know what, forget it." I stomped out of the kitchen and upstairs to mine and Kendall's room.

I searched through my drawers and found a pair of long, warm, zcac2qared and black, plaid pajama pants, and a black Green Day 'American Idiots' t-shirt. I sat on the side of my bed and let myself fall backwards. Kendall opened the door a crack, "Uh, Kar, we have an issue." I just replied with a 'hm'. He began to whisper. "Heather won't sleep in her bed." I sat up and said, "Why not?" He sighed, "Dawson watched Lake Placid today, and she saw it, and now she's having nightmares." "Aww, my poor baby." Kendall opened the door the rest of the way and she ran in and jumped on our bed, wrapping her little arms around me, and nuzzling her face into my chest. She was crying. "Aw, you can sleep with me and daddy tonight, okay?" She nodded.

"Dad," Dawson called, "Grandma and Aunt Katie are here." Kendall looked over and mouthed to me, 'At 10:30 at night?' I just shrugged. "Grandma!" Heather jumped off of the bed and ran downstairs. I got up and walked downstairs with Kendall. "Hey, mom," he said to Mama Knight, well, not me, but his mom. "Hey, Kendall," she gave him a tight squeeze. "Hey Katie," he said to his younger sister. "Hey Ken, seems like forever." They then hugged. I just waved, until both Katie and his mom came over and hugged me, so I returned the favor, and hugged back. "So, Kendall, I bet you're wondering why we're here so late," said Katie. "That's exactly what I was wondering," he replied. "Well, someone decided he was gonna stop by mine and mom's house." She then gestured to the door, "Go see for yourself." Kendall crinkled his brow, then walked over to the door. As he opened the door, he let out a quick scream of terror and jumped.

The kids were trying to hold back laughter. "Daddy, are you okay?" Heather asked. He turned to her, "I'm fine, Princess." He then turned back to the door. "Well, Hello, Kendall Knight. Long time, no see." Kendall pursed his lips then gave the fakest smile ever, "Gustavo!..Kelly!" I looked over to Katie and gave her a look to say 'Who the hell is this?'. She mouthed back to me 'Kendall's old record producer'. I nodded.

I broke the awkward silence, "Uh, how about, I go to the kitchen, I'll make everyone some hot chocolate, and we can talk this out like real people. Jake, come help me." I turned to the kitchen. "But I thought you were mad at me?" I turned back around, "Not anymore, c'mon." We soon disappeared into the kitchen with Kendall's mom and Katie, Heather soon running after us.

We soon walked out with many cups of hot cocoa. "So, Gustavo, why are you here?" Kendall asked. Gustavo sighed, "I'm forming a band." Kendall rolled his eyes, "Gustavo, Operation: Boy Band didn't work out 20 years ago. What makes you think it'll work now?" Gustavo rolled his eyes, "I don't want you in it, I want him in it." He was now pointing to Jake. "James, Logan, and Carlos already agreed. So, what do you say?" It was up to him and his father so far. They looked at eachother then back at Gustavo. "No," they said in unison. "I should've seen that coming," said Mama Knight. I clicked my tongue, "Aww, c'mon guys, why not?" Jake just looked at me, "Mom, I don't wanna leave here, I have a girlfriend, regular friends, a LIFE." Gustavo groaned, "We don't have all month." I rolled my eyes. I looked over to Kendall who sat next to me, and placed my hand on his chest. I gently rubbed it back and forth, making Kendall bite his lip. "Why can't we go?" I asked him. He sighed, "Because, you have to stay here for Life Support."

"I can tell Christoph that I'll keep in touch. And I can visit once and a while, I can even do video chats."

"But what about Chemo?"

"I'll find a better doctor in L.A."

"But-"

"Kendall." He sighed. "Fine, we can go." I smiled, "Yay." The kids all began to protest. "Mom! I just got a boyfriend!" said Dana. "Yeah, and I have real friends AND a science fair!" said Dawson. "I have Mimi, I can't just leave her! Y'know, she's hot, girls like that don't stay single for long!" said Jake. "I have a writing contest in two weeks!" Angel yelled. "QUIET!" Kendall yelled. They all silenced. "Dana, Thank GOD we're leaving, that way, I don't have to kill your boyfriend for laying a hand on my daughter. Daws, there'll be plenty of science fairs there! AND my friend Logan won a Nobel Prize in Medicine, he can teach you a bit. Jake, haven't you heard of a long distance relationship?"

"Please, Dad, she's still hot! She's still gonna sleep with other guys whether we're long distance or broken up."

Kendall sighed, "Gustavo, will go." Gustavo threw his hands in the air, "That's perfect! That's everyone!"

In the time that it took us to have that conversation, Heather fell asleep on Katie's lap, and I realized that life was never going to be the same...ever, ever, again.

Hollywood, here we come.