For the first time in over a month Chase wakes up from a dreamless sleep, he just opens his eyes slowly letting them adjust to the light. He feels free and empty at the same time, knowing that he won't be plagued anymore by the dreams, but Conner is dead. Chase knows logically that Conner is dead, but it means that Conner was stabbed and then bled to death, not living a long healthy life. Chase also knows that Chan died early, and if history repeats its self, which it almost always does, he will die at a young age too.

Chase sits up and realizes that he was wearing his clothes from yesterday; he also feels something slide off of him with a loud thump following. He looks down and sees Conner's journal on the ground, in-between his feet.

"Hey Chasey!" Adam says as he opens the door, and walks in wearing an apron, the smell of bacon floats into Chases room.

"Are we still going to the Statue of Liberty today?" Adam asks.

"Yeah. Just let me get ready first." Chase says pushing Adam out of his room. He leans on the door remembering that he read more of Conner's journal after Adam left and the passages match up with his dreams.

He picks up the book and accidentally drops the book when he trips over one of his shoes. It opens on a random page near the back. Chase goes over to pick the book up and at a closer look it doesn't seem to be written by Conner:

Dear Conner,

I bet when you get to this page you will be a successful writer, with tons of books published. With publishing companies everywhere wanting your next great novel. Don't let this fame and success get to your head.

I also predict that you finally got down on one knee and proposed and we are probably living in a nice house just outside the city, with a dog and child. The child will have your hair, fair skin and creativity, with my eyes and personality.

Conner my love, I want you to know that you have to stop leaving your journal at my house.

Love Maya Zoe Shannon (Hopefully Deans by the time you read this)

P.S. I read the whole thing.

The handwriting is elegant, and looks like Maya spent time writing that compared to Conner's rushed and sloppy handwriting.

The sincerity of the passage almost brings tears to Chases eyes as he remembers the tragedy of their love.

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The two brothers are on the ferry, coming back after spending an hour climbing to the top of the statue of liberty. Adam bought a bobble head and a snow globe.

"Thanks for coming Chase. Can we go to Time Square tomorrow?" Adam asks the hopefulness in his eyes makes it impossible for Chase to say no.

"Ok. But the day after we have to go return Conner's journal, and I have to ask Grayson a few questions." Chase says leaning on the railing, letting the wind rollover his face leaving goose bumps. Adam goes back to taking pictures on his phone, and texting them to Leo.

Chase looks over the railing and sees a six-year-old boy pulling his mother along trying to get a hotdog. The little boy and mother are laughing. Chase watches them feeling a pang of jealously, he loves Tasha but she's more of an aunt then a mom. He continues to watch the small family, then a man and teenage girl walk up to them, he assumes they are relatives. Chase continues to people watch when his mind takes him away.

I grab her right hand and lightly kiss it, electricity shoots through me. "Mabel Zuri Smith you have to be one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. Would you like to dance with me?" I ask still holding her right hand.

She grins at me, "Flattery will get you no where Charles."

I chuckle, "Then how can I get you to dance with me?"

She gently pulls her right hand back, picks her ball gown up and walks away. I trail behind her, and we end up on a quiet, vacant balcony

"I let you in on a secret, I hate dancing while wearing a corset. It's so uncomfortable, and restricts my breath. I know it's improper for me to speak like this, but I don't care. If you still want that dance meet me there, at dusk." Mabel points her elegant hand to a willow tree on her fathers' property. "Now if you'll excuse me." She curtsies before exiting.

Chase snaps out of his flashback, and realizes he's in the back of a cab, with Adam on his right.

"How'd we get here?" Chase asks. The last thing he remembers is standing on the ferry people watching.

"We got off the ferry and caught a cab. We're going out to get Chinese food. Don't you remember?" Adam asks, beginning to worry about his brother. He noticed Chase was being quiet, but he thought that was because he was thinking about the journal.

"I'll explain to you when we get back to house." Chase says, wishing that Adam drove them instead of taking a cab to the city.

A/N Sorry for the late chapter, I was working on one of my other stories.

Also I purposely skipped the trip to the Statue of Liberty, I've never been. I also have no idea how long it takes for someone to climb to the top of the Statue.

Please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes, and let me know so I can go back and fix them.

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Sorry for taking so long to update, I lost track of the end of the story. Also some of you may have read this before, but I took it off because I wasn't happy with it.

Thanks for reading! I will not give up on this.

P.S. I was listening to Whole by Rixton while writing/editing this. I recommend this song!