I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

Chapter 2.

The family sat to breakfast, the scene was like Fiona always dreamed of. It was like her dad had never died and everyone was happy. Jack and her dad were laughing exchanging silent jokes with one another. Both her parents would give each other sweet little looks commutating all their thoughts and feelings by eyes alone. Fiona and Jack were getting along perfectly, he no longer seemed tense and pushed back from the world. A quality he often had to stop himself from getting close and possibly attached to anyone. Fiona still couldn't believe he was here but she didn't want it to end. She was scared if she said anything about the car wreck everything would disappear and he'd be gone again. Still deep in gut Fiona knew this was wrong and not real. But why kill the dream and the one wish you ever wanted? Everyone seemed happy, what was wrong with that?

Breakfast was finished with and only Fiona and her dad remained in the kitchen. They began to clear the dishes off of the table. Fiona had some much she wanted to say to him, thousands of questions, and didn't know where to begin. So nothing was said between them. She kept on looking at him, studying his features, the way he moved, everything that her memory had lost.

"Do I have something stuck to my face? Come on you can tell me." He must have grown suspicious of the reasoning of her staring.

"No daddy, I was just realizing how handsome you are."

"Daddy? You haven't called me that since you were four." Fiona couldn't image ever calling him anything else but daddy.

"Oops I mean dad, it slipped out." The term dad just didn't fit him in Fiona's imagation, however she decided just to go with it.

"It's ok it brings back memories."

"Like what?'

"Of lots of things, remember all the fun we used to have together?"

"Yeah, but can you tell me some stories? Please?" Here was the chance to get some answers to the questions she had always wondered.

"Fi it's getting late we need to get going, maybe later we'll have a stroll down memory lane." Fiona nodded trying not to show too much disappointment on her face. Wait what did he mean by we used to have? Why don't we anymore

They had to get to a rehearsal for a show that was planned later in the evening. Once at the club everyone was talking to Rick like it was any other day. Fiona couldn't understand why she was only one to know it wasn't wrong. Yet apart of her wished she was like all of them unable to know the truth. She desperately wanted to just pretend everything was great and to stop analyzing the situation, but she couldn't help it. Everything was perfect, too perfect.

Her parents both walked onto the stage, and Fiona got a tear in her eye watching them together like the universe promised they would always be. The music began and she realized Carey wasn't there, how odd. Actually all but two people not counting her family were no longer in the band. These were the original members of The Phillips Kane Band. Fiona hadn't really paid attention to the faces; she was too busy thinking things out. But now she was seeing them and not believing it. There were people here she hadn't seen since her father's death standing just feet from her. With her dad never having died there would be no reason for the band to break up and for Carey and the other new members to be there. Fiona came to the realization that everything she once knew was changed or never happened. But was losing those things worth it?