Author's Note: Ahhh I'm so sorry for the wait! I was trying to write as much as possible but I hope to get another chapter in by the end of the weekend but my school work and work consumes me! Please let me know what you think! Also I'm up for suggestions on what I could do to make the story better! Enjoy! Sorry for the wait and hopefully I can update soon. :(

Will's POV:

I stare at the clock on my nightstand. I don't know how long I lied there on my stomach watching it. It could have been hours, minutes, even days as I just watched it and listened to it tick. Tick tick tick. I hear someone come into the apartment and walk to my room and I tense but I no longer have the strength to fight back anymore. They took whatever pride I had left. I hear them calling 911, their voice has become white noise in my world of misery.

"Will?" I am taken out of my flashback and look at my grandmother. "Are you okay sweetie?" I came here after leaving Sonny's place only to find myself standing in front of my grandmother's office.

"I-" I pause unsure of what I was really here for. I stare at her some more but the words I want to say are stuck in my throat.

"Why don't we come into my office and I'll make you some tea. Okay?" She offers her hand which I silently take with slight hesitation. "Why don't you sit on the couch?" She walks over to table where the hot water and tea bags sit and begins to prepare something for me. I want to protest but can't find the courage to speak up. Nausea is taking over me but I am too weak to actually throw up and to be honest I would only be throwing up my stomach acid. She walks over and hands me the warm water with the tea bag. I stare into the cup and see from the corner of my eye her watching me from the other side of the couch. "Sweetie what's wrong?"

We sit in silence for another 10 minutes as I try to form what I'm going to say. "I had another nightmare about it. I freaked out and I-" I choked back a sob. I put the tea down on the coffee table and try to wipe away my tears that are now free falling from my eyes.

"Oh Will." She gently pulls me in her arms and holds. I don't protest and cling onto her as I cry.

"I want to get past this. I really do but the nightmares constantly set me back and I'm afraid that Sonny is going to get tired of looking after me. I don't want to lose him again Grandma, I just got him back. I won't survive if I lose him again." I cry some more as I confess my fears to her.

"You won't lose him. Sonny loves you so much. He would wait a million years if he could if that meant that he got you in the end of those million years. You two have a special love that everyone wants." She pulls backs and wipes the tears from my face. "Have faith in each other and talk to one another. Don't be afraid to tell him what you're thinking. He'll listen to you because he loves you so much. How about we start you on some sessions? We can have one once a week when you're available okay?"

"Okay." I get up from the couch as she walks me towards the door.

"I'll see you soon okay?" I nod my head as I leave her and walk towards my father's apartment where I hopefully will find him and my little girl.

Sonny's POV:

"Hello?"

"Mom?" My voice somewhat cracks.

"Oh sweetheart! Where have you been?! I've been worried sick!"

"Mom, it's alright. I'm fine. I've actually been with Will." I feel tears threaten to come out of my eyes but I hold them back.

"Will? You've heard from him?"

"I uh actually found him. Marlena told me where he was and I started to talk to him and I sort of need a favor to ask of you." I choke out.

"Anything. Sweetie is everything alright?"

"Yeah I just- can you uh talk to Will for me? He's going through something right and won't really talk about it with me and he's needs someone to talk to that's been through this before."

"Wha-What are you talking about? How could I possibly-" She pauses. The silence between us is unbearable and I immediately know that she's figured out what's happened. "Oh god Sonny." The tears that I have tried so hard to hold back are now falling from my eyes.

"He's so scared Mom and I don't know how to help him. I feel so helpless sometimes. He wants to tell me but I can feel that he's holding back something." I'm crying into the phone now wishing she was here in the apartment comforting me like she did when I was little. "I don't know what to do Mom."

"Shhh it's okay sweetie. Just be there for him. He just needs someone to support him okay?"

"Okay. Just please talk to him?"

"Of course. I'll try and talk to him as soon as possible. Okay love?"

"Okay. Thank you mom. I love you."

"I love you too honey. Bye."

"Bye." We hang up and I get ready to take on what I already know is going to be a long day.

Will's POV:

I stand outside of my dad's door as my nerves begin to take over. It takes me about 15 minutes for me to finally knock on the door. I wait awhile and am about to give up until I hear the doorknob turn and there in the threshold stands my father with the little face that I haven't seen in a long time. Tears build in my eyes.

"Will?! When-What-How did you get out? When did you get out?"

"Yesterday I-"

"Come in." Dad steps aside and lets me into the apartment I turn to look at her.

"Can I?" I motion towards my daughter who seems to shy away from me when Dad hands her over to me. Tears still in my eyes. "Hi do remember me?" I whisper to her. She begins to cry in my arms and I try to comfort her but she only pushes me away when I try to hold her close. It breaks my heart that she doesn't seem to remember me and I can only give her to my dad so she can relax. When she finally calms down my dad brings her to the guest room that has been her home for the past couple of months and puts her down for her nap. He walks back out and quietly closes the door.

"Sorry we've been playing all day she definitely needed a nap." I feel my heartbreaking now more than ever now that my daughter doesn't remember.

"She's gotten so big. I'm so sorry you had to take care of her. I-" My voice breaks and I can't seem to talk anymore. "She doesn't remember me Dad. I'm a stranger to her." I put my face in my hands to try and cover the tears that are now falling out of my eyes.

"Hey hey hey that's not your fault. She remembers you. Your little girl loves you. Believe me she kept asking about you every single day and I talked about you all the time."

"Dad she hates me right now. What if she doesn't want to come home with me? I don't blame her. I'm a horrible father for shutting her out like that. I shouldn't have left her. I'm so selfish."

"No you're not. You had every right to take care of yourself these past couple of months. You went through a lot. It's alright if you shut her out after everything you've been through. God knows I did it a lot when I was taking care of you." I manage to chuckle at his statement. "You're a good father to her and Ari loves you. Believe me."

"Thanks dad." I wipe my eyes and walk to the door.

"Where you heading now?"

"I don't know yet but can I stay here for the night? Until I find a place to stay?"

"Of course. Just let me know when you're on your way back and I'll leave the door unlocked for you so you don't have to knock."

"Thanks. I'll see you later okay?"

"Okay. And Will."

"Hmm?" I turn to look at him before I walk out.

"I love you bud and I'm glad that everything is going to be alright."

"Me too dad. Me too."