Just four years later, the family lost their beloved Sophia after she celebrated her centennial birthday. The woman never slowed down and died peacefully in her sleep. Even though her loss wasn't all that sudden, she was 100, it still hurt the family to lose her. Dorothy was especially affected by her mother's death. It would take time, but eventually, Dorothy would be able to move forward.

Over the next ten years, Nora and Frasier's six other children married and had children. With his wife, Maggie, Tony had Lincoln Martin Crane, Jayden Winslow Crane, and Mia Honora Crane. With his wife, Laura, Charlie had Evelyn Nora Crane, Aria Chinora Crane, and Jaxon Frasier Crane. Henry and his wife, Crissy, had Roman Henry Crane, Evan Johnathan Crane, Lennox Frasier Crane, and Aviana Vanora Crane. Savannah and her husband had Layla Sonora, Reagan Sophianora, Serenity Marianora, and Maximus Frasier. With her husband, Ella had Isla Anora, Eden Onora, and Wesley Winslow. Lenora and her husband had Charlotte Lenora, Bentley John, Nicholas Frasier, Luciana Leonora, and Joy Janora. Yes, every granddaughter had been given a form of their grandmother's name. Lina was the one exception. It started with each trying to find a way to honor their mother and became a game to see if they could all find a name every time they had a girl. Nora couldn't believe how it each time and still doesn't know how they managed to find all of those names. She loved it, though, and it touched her deeply.

Elie and Lina are now sixteen, Finn is twelve, and Enzo is eleven. One night the doorbell rang and Nora made her way to the front door. She couldn't imagine who would be ringing the doorbell at two in the morning. She also couldn't believe how sound asleep her husband was. Nora was almost at the door when her other grandchildren came down.

"Go back to bed," she told them.

"What if you need help?" Lina asked.

"Alright, I'll look and see who it is first," Nora looked through the door and saw a police officer, "go back to bed," she told her other grandchildren. The kids went upstairs but hung around the staircase.

Nora pushed her walker a bit past the door so that she could open it, "Elie!" Nora was stunned to see her teenage granddaughter standing beside the officer.

"Ma'am, this young lady said that she lives here," the officer said.

"Yes, I'm her grandmother," Nora said, "is she in trouble?"

"No, I found her walking along the side of the road towards here a few blocks away. I guess the boy she was with got drunk and she refused to get in the car with him. That was a smart decision she made."

Elie walked inside, "thank you for bringing her home. We really appreciate it," Nora and the officer said good-night, and the woman closed the door. Lina, Finn, and Enzo quickly returned to their rooms before their grandmother spotted them. "You should head to bed, it's late," Nora said as she carefully reached for her walker. Elie walked over and held onto her grandmother while she grabbed her walker and found her balance. The teen knew she had been weak lately. "Thank you," Nora said.

"You're not going to interrogate me?" Elie asked as her grandmother began making her way back to her own room.

Nora stopped and turned, "I'm sure that it wouldn't do any good to lecture you tonight. Besides, I'm just relieved that you're safe," Nora turned back and began walking again.

"You're not going to yell at me?"

Once again she stopped and turned, "why would I?"

"Because I snuck out and went to a party you told me I couldn't go to. Because I went with a boy you said I couldn't go with."

"Sounds as if you already know what you did wrong."

"Why did you answer the door anyway?"

"Because I was sound asleep," Frasier said as he appeared in the hall.

"How did you wake up?" Nora asked surprised that anything woke him up.

"Lina called me to tell me to get up and help you. Sorry, darling," Frasier said.

"Wait, aren't you both mad at me, or don't you want to talk about it?" Elie asked.

Nora turned back towards her granddaughter, "you can always talk to us about anything."

"Well, not anything," Nora glared at her husband, "what? There are some things I would rather not know."

"Look, Elinora, I am too damn tired to worry about lecturing you or making you talk at this hour. My body is failing me, I am frustrated beyond belief, and I just want to lie down so I can go to sleep. I'm sure I'll be in bed most of the day tomorrow. If you want to talk you can come and find me then." Nora turned and Frasier held onto her as they made their way back to their bedroom. Frasier helped his wife back into bed.

"Darling, don't worry about anything. I'll take care of everything in the morning and for the whole day."

"Thank you," she whispered, "I'm so lucky to have you."

"So how many times did you try to wake me up?"

"I already knew you were sound asleep so I just got up myself. I figured as slow as I move that I had better start walking."

"You're body isn't failing."

"What would you call it?"

"You just need a tune-up."

Nora chuckled and the couple went to sleep.

Elie felt really bad the next day. She walked downstairs at around eleven in the morning. "You missed breakfast, but I can make you an early lunch," Frasier said from his seat on the couch.

"Thanks, but I can wait to eat with everyone," Elie decided to get it over with, "Grandpa, I'm really sorry about last night. I made a huge mistake and I honestly feel terrible about it."

"I accept your apology," Frasier said.

"It can't be that easy," Elie was skeptical.

"Well, I have other things to worry about and your parents can discipline you when they get back."

"Where's grandma?"

"She's in bed," Frasier answered.

"She's the 'other things' you're worried about?"

"Of course and I will say that I don't appreciate my wife, who can barely walk, having to drag herself out of bed to answer the door at two in the morning. Now, I wish she would have at least tried to wake me up, but she would have gotten up either way. That's who she is and she can't help it."

"Is it alright if I see if she's awake so that I can apologize?"

"Yes," Frasier said.

Elie turned to leave but turned back, "I love you grandpa and I really am sorry."

"I know and I love you too," Elie went over and hugged her grandfather before going to see her grandmother. She quietly opened the door and found her grandmother sitting up some in bed.

"Hey, sweetheart," she said in a weak and tired voice.

"Can I come in?"

"Of course you can."

Elie walked over and climbed into bed with her grandmother as she often had as a little girl, "I apologized to grandpa, but I think I owe you a bigger apology."

"Why do you think that? Just say what you said to grandpa."

"That I'm really sorry about last night and I feel terrible about it."

"I accept your apology."

"You shouldn't," Elie said.

"Why?"

"I do owe you a bigger apology."

"I don't know why you think that."

"I'm a horrible granddaughter who snuck out and disobeyed her grandmother. Then the cops pick me up as I'm walking home and wake up my disabled grandmother who ends up having to get out of bed at two in the morning to answer the door."

"Elie, you are not a horrible granddaughter. You're a normal teenager who made a mistake."

"Then why do I feel so horrible?"

"Elie, have you ever heard me refer to myself as 'disabled'?"

"Not that I can remember."

"Have you heard your grandfather, parents, aunts or uncles refer to me that way?"

"No, I don't think so."

"That's because I don't think of myself that way and I made sure after that accident to never completely lose my independence. It took some time and a lot of pain, but I slowly got more and more of my independence back. I told all of my children that it wasn't their job to take care of me, but that I may as for help from time to time. I was determined to be independent and that's why no one ever refers to me as disabled. I think that you are thinking of me that way and it's increasing your guilt."

"Maybe a little," Elie admitted.

"Sweetheart, I want to help you, but you have to talk to me."

"I didn't stop him."

"Who?"

"That guy, Zach, I didn't stop him from getting in the car after drinking. What if he hits someone like you and ruins their life like that driver ruined yours."

"Is that what is bothering you so much?" Elie just nodded, "Elinora look at me," Elie looked at her grandmother but didn't see the anger that she thought she would, "that accident didn't ruin my life. Yes, it was awful and there were times when I didn't know if I could keep going, but I still have my husband, my children, and my grandchildren. You are all what make my life worth living."

"Then why did you try to kill yourself?"

Nora was taken aback because as far as she knew her grandchildren were never told about that, "what?"

"I heard grandpa talking on the phone the other day to dad. He brought up that he was worried you would try to commit suicide again if your health continued getting worse."

"Well, there's another person I'll be having a conversation with. Listen, Elie, I was in really bad shape physically and mentally after the crash. I was in constant pain and couldn't breathe on my own. Every movement I took just caused horrible pain. Once I was on my feet again, I became more optimistic about my recovery until the doctor told me that I probably wouldn't recover much more. I even told grandpa to divorce me so that he wouldn't be stuck taking care of me for the rest of his life. The day after that doctor's appointment I was trying to give your uncles some money they needed for homecoming. My hands started shaking when I tried to open my wallet and then my body spazzed and I dropped all of the money. Once I went back to the dishes, I began dropping things and banging stuff into things. That night at dinner, my arms shook as I ate and they don't know, but I could tell that all of my children were staring at me. I tried to load the dishwasher after and my hands were shaking too much and I couldn't get the plates in. I felt that I couldn't live every day like that for the rest of my life. I had a huge fight with your grandpa that night and even tried to leave, but your Uncle Charlie wrapped his arms around me and wouldn't let go."

"That's the night Uncle Tony tried to kill himself."

"I didn't know you knew that either, but yes it is."

"He told me and Lina to emphasize why we should always talk to someone when we feel like we're drowning."

"Yes, that was the night. I stopped arguing with your grandpa when I realized that something wasn't right. I looked around and noticed that Tony wasn't there anymore. I moved faster than anyone, including me, thought I could. When I opened the door I found him on the floor of his closet. That night I asked your grandpa for help, but I stopped after that. I didn't tell him or anyone how the medication made me feel worse. Everyone was happy because I wasn't going psycho anymore, but I became more depressed and suicidal. I didn't want to say anything and ruin that. I told your grandpa I had a refill to pick up at the pharmacy and insisted that he go pick it up. I told him I would stay in bed until he got back. Well, I lied, there was never a refill or anything to pick up. I didn't even leave a note. That's why I did it. Because that medication made me feel that way and I chose to ignore it because I didn't want to upset my family any more than I already had. Instead, I overdosed and ended up in a mental rehabilitation facility."

"I'm sorry you have had to go through so much in your life."

"Thank you," Nora smiled at her granddaughter.

"I'm glad that you got help and stuck around."

"So am I."

"I should let you rest."

"No, I'm so bored in here all alone."

"Oh, I guess I can stay," the teenager smiled at her grandmother. Elie was still with her grandmother when Frasier came in to tell them that lunch was ready. He had brought both Nora and Elie their lunch. He didn't want Nora to get out of bed and felt it was best if Elie stayed with her. "Aren't you hungry?" Elie noticed her grandmother wasn't eating and then she remembered the story her grandmother told her. Elie put her sandwich down and picked up her grandmother's, "here," she held it to Nora's mouth and the woman took a bite. She helped the woman eat her lunch and take a drink every now and then.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

"You're welcome," Elie picked up her plate and her grandmother's tray, "I'm going to take these into the kitchen. Do you need anything or need me to get grandpa?"

"No, but come back and see me before you go to bed."

The girl smiled at her grandmother before taking the tray and dishes into the kitchen. She rinsed the dishes and placed them in the dishwasher. She stared at the appliance for a moment and remembered how much her grandmother had been through. When the girl was done, she turned and went back to her grandparents' bedroom. She crawled into bed without a word and saw the smile on her grandmother's face. "Do you want me to help you lay down so you can take a nap?"

"I can't go to sleep right away after eating. Do you want to watch something?"

"Actually, I was wondering if you would tell me another story?"

"Sure, anything in particular?"

"Well, I'd like to hear the real story about how you and grandpa met."

"That's quite dramatic, but it's nothing compared to the one I've already told you," Nora told her granddaughter the story after which the girl helped the woman to lie down. Elie snuggled up to her grandmother just as she had as a little girl.