DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons," "Criminal Case," or "TMNT," I only own Karena, Diana, and Jonathan.

KARENA'S POV

February 3, 2049 – Los Angeles, California, USA

Wilbur and I sat in my dad's hospital room all day after we arrived at the airport. I had summoned a taxi to take us to the hospital and remain at my dad's side. When we had reached the hospital, my dad's heart was still beating, but it was very weak. I had tried my hardest not to cry with the hopes that my dad was still alive and his heart was still beating.

"Karena, look," Wilbur said, tapping me on the shoulder, and I found my father awake and glancing at me.

"Karena?"

"Dad." I slowly got up, and rushed over to my dad, who slowly got up to hug me back. "I was so worried about you!"

"Karena, you don't need to worry about me anymore," Dad said, putting his right hand on my cheek.

"Dad, don't say that! You're still here and alive. Let me help you."

"Karena, my heart has weakened, and God is calling me home."

"Dad, no—"

"I asked him to keep me here until I got the chance to say good-bye to you."

"I wish I knew so that I could take Diana here to see you," I replied. "Hold on, let me get her on the phone."

I stepped away so that Wilbur can say a few words to my dad while I called Diana on Russell's phone through FaceTime.

"Hey, Karena," Russell answered with a smile. "How's your dad?"

"Not good, Russell," I answered. "That's why I'm calling you. Actually, can you get Diana on the phone? My dad's requesting to see her."

"Sure. Give me a minute. Diana! I have your mom on the phone!" A minute passed, and I saw my daughter on the phone.

"Hi, Mommy!" Diana exclaimed, waving at me with a big smile on her face. That smile just made my day.

"Hi, sweetie. I have someone here who wants to see you." I paused as I walked over to my dad. "Diana, this is Grandpa Edwards. He is my daddy."

"Diana! Let me take a look at you," Dad said as we watched Diana back up and twirl around. "You dance just like your mom. You've got her spirit."

"Guess what, Grandpa? I'm having a baby brother!"

"Are you?" Dad asked with a smile on his face, and he turned to me. "How far along are you?"

"I'm 26 weeks. Baby boy will be here in May."

"May I feel him?" Dad asked, and I gave my consent, placing his hand on my baby belly, and my son kicked him back. "Karena, don't weep because I'm gone. Weep tears of joy because I'm going home at last. Wilbur, take care of Karena and the kids. Be that rock that Diana and her brother—"

"Wesley," I told him.

"Wilbur, be the rock that Diana and Wesley will stand on. They will rely on you for all their days. And please, take care of my precious daughter."

"Yes, sir."

"I love you all," Dad said, and he took his last breath as tears started to come to my eyes. Wilbur took my phone and said good-bye to our daughter before hanging up. Wilbur held me tight on his chest as he also shed some tears.

February 7, 2049

We were all gathered in the cemetery in the same place my mother was buried all those years ago, and now my dad was joining her. Russell and Diana joined us, as he believed that Diana had every right to say good-bye to her grandfather. The Turtles and Lilly were here with us as well, for they had also known my dad. And lastly, some of Wilbur's family was here to pay their respects and to comfort us as my dad went home to be with the Lord.

My dad's casket was already lowered six feet in the ground, but it was yet to be covered with earth. All of us threw white lilies and white roses to pay our respects to him. As I was the last living relative, it was supposed to be my duty to bury my father. However, I was already far along in my pregnancy, so Wilbur took that responsibility.

As Wilbur tearfully took the first dig of earth, Diana walked by him and put her hands on the shovel.

"Diana, you need to move out of the way," Wilbur told her. "I don't want you to get hurt."

"Daddy, let me help you," Diana replied, and Wilbur guided her to get on the other side of him so that they could work together to bury my father. I joined the two, and the three of us dug up the dirt and tossed it onto the casket. When that was done, almost everyone left the cemetery, except for me, Wilbur, Diana, and Russell.

"What's the plan?" Russell asked as we turned to face him.

"My parents have offered us to stay at their place in Todayland," Wilbur explained. "So we'll head there."

"I have a better idea. Pacific Bay is closer than Todayland is, and so I called my dad."

"Your dad is still alive?" I asked in awe.

"My dad's healthier than he looks," Russell explained. "He's 88 and still kicking. Karena, you've reminded me to take every opportunity I have to see my dad, so I called him and asked if I could stay at his place for a few days. As you three are grieving, he wanted me to tell you that you are more than welcome to stay the night with us."

"Are you sure?" Wilbur asked. "We wouldn't want to impose."

"I promise, you're not imposing. After all, my dad is 88. The more people there is, the merrier he is."

"Well, when you put it that way, sure. We'll stay at your dad's for the night. Thank you so much."

"I'll text you the address," Russell replied, taking out his phone and typing in the address. "Then, I'll let my dad know you've accepted his offer. He'll be expecting you."

"Thanks, Russell. Come on, Diana."

"Wilbur, I'm going to stay here for a few minutes," I told him, still glancing at my father's grave and I felt the footsteps get quieter and quieter.

"Dad, I'm sorry I couldn't visit you more often. It is very difficult for me because I moved 20 years into the future to be with my family. My heart was elated when I found you were still alive and working here in Los Angeles, and my heart was even more elated when you walked me down the aisle to give me away to my husband. I cried when we had our dance at the wedding, and my heart was ecstatic again when you held your granddaughter for the first time. But what hurts the most is that I'm only 30 and I'll never see you again."

"You will, Karena." I jumped up at the voice and turned around to see Russell still standing near me.

"Russell, I thought you left with Wilbur."

"I'm your ride, remember?" Russell asked, and I remembered that Wilbur and I had taken a taxi to get to the hospital and then to my dad's home. I figured Russell had rented a car so that he could get where he and Diana needed to go. "Are you alright?"

"I will be."

"You're in the grieving phase. You'll get through it." Russell paused, combing his blonde-turning-gray hair with his fingers. "Although, I do have one question. Actually, I have several questions."

"Russell, you're not going to ask me about my life story, are you?"

"I couldn't help but overhear you talking to your dad's grave. Did you say you moved 20 years into the future?"

"Yes, I did. I was actually born in 1995. My mother had died when I was a little girl, so it was just me and my dad. When I had met Wilbur in the future, it was 2013 back in my world. The world I lived in was heading for destruction, and I had lost all hope in it. Wilbur and his family gave me the opportunity to have a hopeful future, so I took that opportunity and moved to Todayland in 2037."

"That makes sense. Barrack Obama was the president. America was getting more in debt. Things were getting out of hand around the world."

"Actually, I moved because all I had left was my dad. And not even that was enough for me. I wanted more than the life I had, and Wilbur gave me the opportunity to be myself and let myself shine. My moving to the future didn't affect the timestream at all."

"Ah, I was wondering about that," Russell replied. "Well, it was probably a good thing you moved when you did because my hometown was almost destroyed by a mad scientist."

"Really?" I asked, wiping away some tears.

"That's right, and I remember it well. I had just started dating Amy when one of our own murdered an important person of a gang we had caught. This cop ran away to the wastes, a toxic part of Pacific Bay, and Amy, who is the bravest cop I have ever met, ran after him and his ex-wife. She discovered that this scientist connected his brain to a computer and made a virtual reality, threatening to destroy Pacific Bay and control this virtual reality like a god. Amy managed to stop this scientist inside his virtual reality world, and she ended up not only saving Pacific Bay, but she also saved the world from destruction."

Russell paused, putting a smile on his face.

"Amy got promoted to detective after that, and she continued to make me and the team proud. We spent the next eight years working together, getting to know each other, and building a better relationship with my dad, who treated Amy as his own daughter. When I found out Amy was moving to New York, I decided to propose to her, and she said yes. We got married right before we moved in front of our friends and family."

"Russell, as fascinated as I am with the story of your life with Amy, how do you know I'll see my dad again?"

"Because I lost my mother when I was sixteen," Russell explained. "Her heart couldn't handle the stress when she found out I ran away from the Utopians and she died."

"You lost your mom, too?"

"Yes, I did, and I miss her very much. I wish she was here so that she could meet Amy and her grandkids. I know I'll see her again because I have faith. You have that faith too, Karena. After all, your dad does live in your two kids, just as my mom lives in my kids. Just keep moving forward, Karena. The way I see things with my mom, I'm one day closer to seeing her again. Right now, I'm focused on my life with Amy and with both my kids in college."

I let te tears fall as I gave Russell a hug, and he hugged me back, letting out a few tears of his own. Out of the blue, I felt a kick, and we both chuckled.

"I forgot I'm pregnant," I said with a laugh. "I'm so sorry. I've been so focused on my dad today—"

"It's alright. Well, come on, let's go to my dad's." Russell held out his arm for me to take, and I took it, walking with him to the car.