Adrienne sat patiently in the waiting for a nurse to take her an exam room. She looked over to see the same nurse watching her. "Ugh, that is creepy. She could at least be a little less obvious," Adrienne said to herself. "It isn't as if I'm going to escape the same way twice."

Finally, another nurse escorted her to a room. "The doctor will be with you shortly," the nurse said.

"Yeah, and in the mean time, you'll be waiting right outside my door," Adrienne said aloud after the nurse left.

She lay back on the exam table, and something in her pocket jabbed into her side. She quickly sat up remembering what was causing her mild discomfort. A letter had arrived for her right before she had left school. Not just any letter, a letter from Case she hadn't heard from him since the night she had decided to spilt.

Dear Adrienne,
It has been such a long time since we've last talked. I really miss you, and no one else will ever be able to take your place in my heart. I will always remember how your smile lit my cloudy days. I will remember how your hair felt of China's finest silks. My darling, we can not be, but I don't want you to ever forget me.
Kurt Della

Adrienne- Mr. Della sent this to me, before it happened. I thought you should know. -Case

A bunch of newspaper clippings fell onto the floor. Adrienne gathered them up, and started to flip through them. The headline of the first article caught her eye "Real-estate Agent Found Dead" Adrienne tucked everything back into the envelope; she didn't want to read any more.

The doctor came in, but Adrienne was too far outside herself to care.

"I believe we'll be able to take that cast off today," the doctor said.

Adrienne just stared; Kurt was dead, and so was she.

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"If you'll just sign this last form, you folks are all set to go," a nurse told the Scarbrow family.

Sophie signed the paper and bent down to pick up Ivy. It took a little longer than usual because Ivy's leg was now covered with a plaster cast.

"You didn't drive did you?" Peter asked his wife.

"No, I called an ambulance," Sophie said.

"I don't have the girls' car seats with me," Peter stated. The look on his face made Sophie laugh.

"It's all right. I'll sit in back with the girls', and Adrienne can ride in the front," Sophie explained.

They reached Adrienne's room, just as the doctor was removing her cast.

"How does it feel to be free?" Peter asked.

"What?" Adrienne confusedly questioned.

"Never mind, it's late, let's get going," he said.

Not long after the car was on the road both Leah and Ivy fell asleep. Peter looked at them with the rear-view mirror. Sophie's head was also slumped over.

Adrienne sat next to Peter trying to decide if her arm in the cast had shrunk. She put them next to each other, brought them apart slowly, and repeated this process several times.

"What are you doing?" Peter questioned after he glanced at her.

"I think my arm is smaller," Adrienne said.

"I might be," Peter replied.

Adrienne sat back in the seat and watched the scenery pass by. She noticed a large tree; it reminded her of Kurt. She had spent most of last summer sitting in a large tree looking into his apartment window. "The funeral," Adrienne said.

"What?" Peter questioned.

"Nothing," Adrienne mumbled as she pulled out the letter and sorted through the clippings. She found the obituary and skimmed to the bottom looking for the date of the funeral. It was tomorrow at three o'clock. She knew if she didn't go, it would seem as if he was still alive waiting for her after play practice so they could drive around town.

Adrienne looked over at Peter, trying to decide how she should go about asking to attend the funeral.

Finally, she decided to just say what needed to be said, "One of my old teachers died. I want to go to his funeral."

"Your father told me to let you go if you asked," Peter said.

"You knew?" she questioned.

"Well, yes, but I wanted your father to be the one to tell you," he explained.

"He didn't tell me. My friend, Case, sent me a letter that is how I found out," Adrienne yelled. "I can't believe you knew!"

The loud conversation in the front seat woke Sophie and Leah, who was now crying.

"We can talk about this when we get back," Peter told her.

Adrienne didn't give him the satisfaction of a response. She turned her head away and scooted as close to the window as possible. She thought, "This can't be real. There has to be some way I can prove this isn't real."

A few moments later Peter pulled into his driveway. Peter helped Sophie bring their daughters into the house, while Adrienne scowled alone in the car.

"Please tell me our daughters will never be teenagers," Peter said to Sophie as they were putting the twins to bed.

"Sorry, they will be teenagers someday, but after that they'll be happy well-adjusted adults," she said adding the last part to comfort him.

Sophie left the room, and Peter began to follow her. He looked back to see Leah drooling all over herself, and Ivy poking at her cast.

"Ivy, my dear, that isn't a toy," Peter said.

Ivy had begun to smack the cast with her hand. He caught her hand in mid- smack.

"You will never be teenagers," he said to them. "You'll always be my sweet little angels."

They both stared up at him, and Leah said "Daddy."

"Peter," Sophie called from downstairs.

He snapped out of his trance and turned out the light.

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~*~*~ Note from Banana Belle ~*~*~

Another chapter completed. I think the next chapter will be about Adrienne going home for the first time since arriving at Horizon, but I don't know. I have been reading the requests for more S/S, but for some reason, it isn't working for me in this story. I will, however, still keep it in mind. I always have time to read reviews, so please keep them coming.