Year: 2001

Place: New York City, New York

"I'll see you after work, my babies," Kenna smiled as she kissed her husband and then her baby daughter, Madeline, on the head.

"Have a great day at work, babe."

"I'll try; I'll be bored without you two."

"We'll be bored without you."

Maddie gurgled in agreement.

Kenna laughed. "Okay, I have to go. I'm gonna be late."

She kissed her little family on the head again before heading out the door.

..

Hours later, Bash got a phone call.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Have you seen the news?" Mary asked frantically.

"No, why?"

"Just turn it on!"

"Okay, okay. Just calm down."

Bash turned on the TV to the news station, and the reporter was saying that the USA was under a terrorist attack. The terrorists had hit the World Trade Center with a plane, and had knocked the first tower down.

"That's where Kenna works," Bash whispered.

"I know," Mary whispered back.

"But…she…I just saw her."

"Do you want me to come over?"

"Yeah. I'm going to go look for her."

"Bash…"

"I'm going to go look for her, Mary."

She sighed. "Okay, Francis and I will be right there."

They came over, and they went out to the streets. Bash screamed Kenna's name over and over, hoping for a glimpse of her caramel hair and Maddie was extremely confused. Mary and Francis exchanged worried glances; they knew what the odds were.

"Kenna!" Bash screamed, aimlessly wandering the streets. "Kenna! I need you Kenna; you can't leave me yet!"

"Where would I be going?"

Bash stopped dead in his tracks. Even though he knew that voice anywhere, he was scared he was dreaming.

"Bash? What's wrong? Turn around, babe."

Bash slowly turned around, and there she was. Perfect, as always. He ran up to her and spun her around. Francis, Mary, and Maddie joined in on the hug, and the three out of four adults were in tears.

"Guys? What's going on?"

"We thought you were dead, baby," Bash said softly into her hair.

"Why aren't you at work?" Mary asked.

"They called me last minute and said I didn't need to come in. I was just gonna grab breakfast for everyone and then go back home, but the plane crashed and they wouldn't let me leave."

"Why didn't you call?" her husband asked her.

"I left my phone on the nightstand."

"I was so worried. I thought I lost you forever," he said in between kisses to her cheeks.

"I'm fine; you can stop worrying now," she smiled and hugged them all back.

"Thank God," he whispered in her ear and kissed her temple.