Robbie was sitting on his bed in his hotel room, staring out of the window into the bright, blue sky. He had only three more days until the anniversary of Annie's death. Three more days he had to endure before he would call it quits. He couldn't wait for it. He couldn't wait for the day to come. The pain would be over. His nightmares would finally stop. He would no longer have to watch her final moments in the hospital every time he closed his eyes. He would no longer see her at random places. It would no longer break his heart when he realized that she wasn't actually there.

He firmly held onto his gun, as if someone would pull it out of his grasp if he loosened his grip. He pointed it under his chin, thinking about firing it. Thinking about not waiting anymore. He waited for almost a whole year. A whole year waking up without her next to him. Having to wake up without holding her in his arms. Having to wake up every morning remembering that she was taken away from him. It wasn't fair. Life never treated him well. It always threw rocks on his road. It always tried to get him off of the right track. Yet, he never budged. He never stepped away from his own path. He never let anything else take control of him and his decisions. And when he met Adam fifteen years ago and Annie twelve years ago, he thought that life had finally given up on screwing with him. He honestly believed that he had gotten a break after eighteen years of humiliation. But it wasn't that way. When he thought he was the happiest, when he thought he had everything in life he wanted, everything he needed, it took away the one thing he couldn't live without. It took his wife away from him, and it even made him watch her slow demise. He couldn't do anything. All the doctors, all the money in the world could not help her. Now, not all the shrinks in the world, all the antidepressants, all the alcohol, none of it could make him forget. None of them could make the pain he felt go away.

He had enough. He had enough of having the best things in his life taken away from him. He had enough of the pain he felt every day. He had enough of his mind lying to him that she was still there when she wasn't. He had enough of life itself. He was tired. Sick and tired.

Robbie removed the gun from his chin and put the safety back on before tossing it lazily back into his suitcase. He got up and walked towards the open bathroom door on which he had hung his last clean suit. He got dressed as his mind still ran a life on its own, memories of his wife flooding his mind. It were beautiful memories. How he met her for the first time at a college party. How he had asked her out on a date after two months of chickening out, and how happy he was when she said yes. How the date did not end up being a disaster and how happy he was when she told him she would love to see him again. How happy he was when she said yes to be his girlfriend. How happy he was when she said yes after he proposed to her on the premiere of first movie he produced in front of a large audience. And then, in a single moment, none of it mattered when the memory of the doctor telling them the bad news came. Fresh tears made their way down his cheek while he calmly tied his tie and took the suitcase off of the table before walking out of his room.

The cab was in front of the hotel a few minutes later, driving him to his destination. Adam was already standing in front of the café, he himself dressed in a suit and carrying a suitcase.

"Hi." Robbie said calmly, his voice not carrying the sound of a single emotion.

"Hey there." Adam greeted back, hugging his best friend, knowing it might be the last time he would see him. Robbie hugged him back, imagining what he must be going through himself by now.

They made their way into the café and sat down, both ordering a cappuccino and something to eat.

"I got the contracts here. When are you going to see them?" Adam asked, spinning his pen in one hand while calmly holding his cup in the other.

"Thanks. They invited me to have dinner with them in two hours. Can you drive me there?" Robbie asked, not once touching his food.

"Sure. Sucks without the car, doesn't it?" Adam said with a small smile, which Robbie even returned.

"Kinda does. I'm sure Trina is enjoying it, tough."

"She is. I called her yesterday and told her about you giving her two percent share of our company. It should offer her enough money for a long time, considering we made some great deals in the last two years." Adam explained.

"Thanks for calling her. I didn't want her to bombard me with questions, so I asked you to."

"No problem. Glad that she is gone from that dick of her boyfriend. Beating up the mother of his children. Who the fuck does that?" Adam cursed, anger boiling up inside him even at the idea.

"She's safe now. She can give herself and her children a second chance. Offer them a good future. That's all I want."

"I still don't know why you helped her. From your stories about her, she only used and humiliated you at all times."

"We were young, Adam. We were all young and stupid. I won't hold grudges about things that don't matter anymore. And I don't think someone should pay for the things done so far in the past. And neither should her children." Robbie explained.

"Fair enough. How was it to meet Cat again?" Adam asked, making Robbie let out a chuckle.

"It was…great. She is still little old Cat. Always smiling, always happy. She immediately hugged me the moment she saw me. She talked to me as if I had never left. As if we hadn't stopped talking years ago. She was happy to see me again." Robbie explained, a small smile forming on his lips as he spoke about the redhead. Adam noticed it, a little bit of hope coming back into his mind. He decided to push the topic a little more.

"You saw her only two days ago?" Adam asked, and Robbie shook his head no.

"I saw her yesterday while I was sitting here in the morning. She walked by, and came inside as soon as she saw me sitting here. We talked for a bit and she even wanted me to walk her towards her flower shop."

"Did you?"

"Mhm. We talked, but once we arrived there, we saw that someone had thrown a boulder through the front window and broken the door open. Whoever it was, the money from the register was stolen and all her flower arrangements were smashed. She lost six weeks work for an important project with that."

"Oh god, that's horrible."

"It is. I saw her cry for the first time since she got dumped by that guy back in high school because she wasn't blonde." Robbie said.

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah, high school was weird. Anyway, I took her home, called up a few workers to fix up the store and replace what was broken since she didn't have any insurance and tricked her into coming with me to it. She was more than happy." Robbie finished, still smiling when he remembered the happiness in Cat's eyes when she saw her shop fixed and well.

"You really must care about her. It's great that you helped her."

"I'm glad I did. She is too sweet and caring for anything like this to happen to her. I wouldn't let it happen. Not to her." Robbie said. Adam looked at his best friend, the man he had known for so long now. The man he knew better than anyone else in this world.

"Why don't you start over with her?" Adam asked, and Robbie tensed up immediately at the question.

"Start over what?" Robbie asked, not looking at him.

"You know what. Start your life over. I know you had a big crush on her back in high school. I know that she means a lot to you know because you smile just a little bit when you talk about her, but it's a smile nonetheless. And coming from you, it's a big deal." Adam explained.

"Adam…"

"No, listen to me. Go on with everything. But change the final part. Get together with her. She doesn't seem to have a boyfriend. And you aren't the little nerd I met back at our first class. If you are giving all of them a second chance at life, if you are doing all this for them, putting in all this effort for your friends, why can't you give yourself another chance? You deserve it too." Adam finished.

Robbie didn't answer. He didn't look at him. He didn't move. He didn't do anything. Adam knew that his mind must be going crazy right now, but he didn't care. It was only a few more days left and he would throw everything at him if necessary just so he would change his mind.

"I have to go. Andre and Tori are waiting for me. I'll take a cab." Robbie said as he got up and walked out of the café. Adam was left sitting there, hoping that if nothing he at least gave his friend some doubts about his plan. He hoped that it would save Robbie's life.

The cab took him to Andre's and Tori's house. He gave the driver the money and walked towards the door. He knocked and stepped back, hearing footsteps from inside.

The door opened a few moments later as Andre stood in front of him, a wide smile on his face when he saw his friend again.

"Hey man. Come in." Andre said as he stepped aside.

"Thanks." Robbie said as he walked inside. They both walked towards the dining room where Tori was setting up the plates.

"Hi!" She said as she waved to him.

"Hey Tori." Robbie greeted back.

"Please, take a seat." Andre offered. They both sat down while Tori walked back into the kitchen to get the food.

"Want something to drink?" Andre asked. "Cola, a beer, a whiskey, I got it all here." Andre said with a small grin.

"A whiskey would do me good." Robbie said with a smirk. Andre chuckled as he took out the bottle and two glasses.

"On rocks?"

"Of course."

Andre nodded as he poured the whiskey into the glass and threw two cubes of ice into each glass. He handed Robbie his drink and sat back down on the table, taking a little sip of his drink. Tori walked back into the dinning room and brought the food.

"Easy on the whiskey, guys. I don't need you wasted here." Tori said as she placed the food on the table.

"Don't worry. Sit down and eat. I want my two girls to have enough to eat." Andre said as he kissed Tori and patted her on the belly.

"You guys are having twins?" Robbie asked, confused by Andre's statement.

"No. We are having a daughter. I'm the other "little girl"". Tori said as she sat down.

They all began eating a minute later, enjoying everything Tori had made for the evening.

"What have been up to the past few days?" Andre asked him.

"Nothing much. I visited Sinjin and Courtney a few days ago. I saw Beck and Jade and I even saw Cat."

"I heard that Courtney is better. Robbie, I didn't know it was you who helped them." Tori said, remembering what she had heard.

"I didn't think it was important." Robbie said as he shrugged.

"Not important? You are joking, right? Paying the hospital bills and donating your kidney? That's great, man. I wish I could have helped them." Andre said, taking another sip of his drink.

"Looks like I beat you to it." Robbie said with a smile.

"You did. You've really changed, man. And what you've done for them is amazing. It sounds like something Tori would have done back in high school." Andre said as he took his wife's hand.

"Well, it's not like she didn't save my ass from a thousand predicaments. Donating all that blood back then and not letting Rex die in front of me is something I am really grateful for." Robbie said.

"Speaking of Rex, where is that little bastard?" Andre asked.

"Left him at home once I headed out for college. It was a new beginning for me."

"Thank god, that puppet was annoying. No offense." Tori said.

"None taken. He was annoying." Robbie said.

Tori jumped out of the chair when the phone rang, running out of the room. Robbie and Andre watched along, confused by her behavior. She came back a minute later, a sober expression on her face.

"Why did you jump at the call?" Andre asked.

"I thought it was Trina. I've been trying to call her for two days now, and she is not answering. I'm afraid that something happened to her." Tori said as she looked down, her imagination running wild at the idea of Trina's boyfriend having killed her and her children.

"Oh man. First the thing with the bank and now this. It's a week from hell I guess. I went to the bank today to pay a part of our debt off, but they told me that I had none left. I just hope they can fix this mistake. I haven't paid a single cent since last month." Andre explained.

Robbie leaned back in his chair as he put down his fork and knife. He emptied the rest of his glass in one gulp and looked back at the couple in front of him.

"Trina is fine." He said.

"W-what? You know where she is?" Tori asked, looking at him with both shock and surprise filling her expression.

"I do. I visited her and offered my help if she needed it. She chased me out, but called me the next day. Her boyfriend had beaten her again after he found out that some guy had been in his house. I sent her and the kids away to my beach house a hundred and twenty miles north." Robbie explained.

"Y-y-you what?" Tori stuttered, not able to believe what she had just heard.

"It's her house now. They are safe there from him and can start over."

"It's hers now?" Andre asked.

"Mhm. I signed it over to her. The house and my car. I don't need them anymore anyway. I will give you the address and phone number." Robbie said.

"R-Robbie, that's..:" Tori began, tears sliding down her cheeks while Andre stared at him in disbelief.

"As for the issues with the bank, it's no error. I paid off your debt with them and the IRS after I visited you a few days ago. You are off the hook." Robbie finished.

"H-how? Why?" Andre asked, shaking his head while his jaw stayed open.

"It's a little thank you for all those years of friendship. And no, I don't want to hear you say that you will pay me back as soon as possible or anything. I don't need that money. I only want you guys to be happy and have a life without that much stress. It can only do well for the baby." Robbie said as he looked at Andre and Tori.

"Robbie… thank you so much. Is there anything we can do?" Tori asked.

"I have another offer. My company has been reaching out to music producers and bands to create both soundtracks and effects for our productions. It takes a lot of time and work, and it's a nuisance. So if you want, I offer you that my company absorbs your label and you Andre become the president of the then new music department. You would work on our movies and with the musicians." Robbie explained.

Andre only looked at him, jaw dropped and eyes wide while Tori was on the verge of breaking down in tears from the relief. All their problems seem to have disappeared; vanished in the air just like this thanks to one person.

Robbie took out the contract and handed it over to Andre. He began reading it through, his hand trembling with every new page he read.

"Robbie, this is…this is… are you sure?" Andre asked.

"I am. It will benefit all of us. When you sign the contract, I will notify Adam, the vice president of our company, who will contact you and handle the details."

With a shaky hand, Andre signed his name on the dotted line of the contract, his label becoming part of a large production company where he could continue doing what he loved while still providing for his wife and soon to be born baby daughter.

"T-thank you so much." Andre said.

"No problem. I'm glad to have you as part of my company." Robbie said as he got up and offered a handshake. Andre got up and took his hand before pulling him into a big hug.

"Thank you so much man. Thank you." Andre said with a shaky voice, holding back the tears. He let go a few moments later. He turned his head to see Tori standing next to him, tears still running down her cheeks while a smile graced her lips. She slowly hugged him around the chest, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you for helping us and for helping Trina. Thank you so much. I will never forget this." Tori said. Robbie hugged her back, his hands gently placed on her back.

"You deserve it. And hey, it's what friends are for." He said.

He stayed at their place until late at night, at Tori's and Andre's wish. He did, as they shared old stories and laughed at their experiences back in high school. Robbie was happy to see the relief on their faces. He knew that he had just taken an enormous burden off of their shoulders. He had one more couple to help out. And he had promised a certain redhead to meet her for dinner. But one more thing made him happy. It was one day less to wait.