"So how was your shift?" Carter asked, a couple minute later after Abby got into the car and John got in the driver side and they pulled out of the garage.

"The usual." Abby sighed. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Eric called me."

"When?"

"During my shift. I met him at Doc's."

"He's in Chicago?" Abby nodded. "Is he on his meds?"

"No." Abby said slowly. "I got Susan to write me a prescription. I got him a hotel room and told him I'd come by later."

"How do you know he won't fly?"

"I don't know. He says he wants help, so I'm going to help him."

"Okay."

"You don't think I should?"

"I didn't say that. I just think you shouldn't get your hopes up that he's going to change and be fine."

"I'm not getting my hopes up. I've dealt with this with Maggie before." Abby argued.

"Let's talk about something else." John said after a couple minutes. Abby glanced over at him, then turned and looked back out the window.

"Is your mother going to come?"

"I don't know. I haven't been able to get a hold of her all day. I was going to try again in the morning."

As they neared the airport some time later, Carter's cell phone rang. He answered it and talked for a couple minutes before hanging up.

"That was the funeral home. They just got to the house." John told Abby. "They're just going to go ahead and take her."

"When is the funeral going to be?"

"Friday morning. There's going to be a viewing on Wednesday and Thursday, that should give everybody enough time to get here."

"Do you need me to help you make any other arrangements?"

"I really think I have everything covered." John pulled into a parking space in the short term garage. "I called the caterer and the florist. Everything is basically the same as my grandfather's."

They both got out of the car and walked toward the terminal. As they walked, Abby took Carter's hand in hers and he pulled her towards him and kissed the top of her head. Abby rested her head on his shoulder but they separated as they walked into the airport.

"Well this says the plane is just arriving, so we might as well go to the gate." John said, reading the screen. They walked in step towards the right gate and sat down in the chairs. "I'm going to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

John stood up and left leaving Abby sitting there. All of a sudden, the doors to the gate opened and people started emerging. One man with silver hair was one of the first to emerge and as he walked out, he gave a long look around the terminal. He had an expensive looking suit on and only one medium sized back slung over his shoulder.

"Mr. Carter?" Abby went up to him and asked. The man nodded and Abby let out a small sigh of relief. "John just went to the bathroom. I'm sure he'll be right back."

"You must be Abby." Jack smiled warmly at the younger woman and reached out to shake her hand. "I'm sorry we've never met before this. You should have come to Boston at Christmas. I'm afraid the weather isn't much better than in Chicago though."

"Hey Dad. I see you two have met." John said, coming back and giving his father a hug.

"Abby's keeping you well fed I see. You look good son."

"I can't take the credit for that. We end up eating at Doc Magoo's most of the time." Abby rolled her eyes and smiled.

"That diner right? I think we had lunch there last year didn't we?" Jack asked John, who nodded in response. "I don't know how you could eat that all the time."

"I don't either. Somehow we manage though." John piped in. "Is this your only bag?"

"I'm only here for a couple days, decided to travel light."

"Well then I guess we can head to the car. Want me to carry that?"

"I got it." He replied, and the threesome walked back through the airport to the parking garage. When they got to the car, Abby started to get into the backseat, but Jack stopped her and insisted she sit in the front.

"Did you eat or do you want to stop and get something before we get home?" John asked as they exited the airport.

"Actually, I'm starving. How about we grab some dinner somewhere? My treat. What are you in the mood for? I'll eat anything."

"I'm not really that hungry." Carter replied and looked toward Abby.

"Food sounds good." Abby nodded. "I don't think I've eaten all day."

"Pizza would be really good right now."

"Mmm." Abby responded from the front seat and John smirked at her.

"Pizza it is!" Jack laughed from the back. A couple minutes later, they pulled into a restaurant frequently visited by the couple.

"Do you remember that time you talked back to her? You must have been about nine years old. I thought she was going to kill you. She didn't like the tie you were wearing, and you refused to put on another one. You're about as stubborn as she was. Maybe that's why you two got along so well."

The table was quiet for several minutes as they ate their pizza. When they finished, Jack paid the bill and the trio left the restaurant.