A/N: I'm almost done! Woohoo! Thank you for everyone who reviewed this fic so far, you guys are the greatest! Hope you like this 2nd to the last chappy of mine, I own nothing except Amber and the song is Butterfly Kisses…

There's two things I know for sure:

She was sent here from heaven…

And she's daddy's little girl…

Randy stood by his window as he watched his daughter drive away to go out with her friends. He can't seem to accept the fact that Amber was old enough already, since he just recently found out what it was like to be a real father.

…As I drop my knees by her bed at night

She talks to Jesus and I close me eyes

And I thank God for all the joy in my life…

Flashback

"Here's your little princess," Stacy said as she gave the newborn baby to Randy. He clumsily took her in his strong arms, and he felt a big lump suddenly forming in his throat.

"Trish waited for this moment for so long," he thought. "But she's not here anymore."

"What will you name her?" Stacy asked her friend.

"Amber," Randy said as he looked into the baby's bright blue eyes. "Amber Madison," he said as tears fell from his eyes.

…Oh, but most of all

For butterfly kisses and bedtime prayer;

Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;

He went to the den and pulled out Amber's old photo album. He flipped through the pages and saw how fast his daughter grew throughout the years and he regretted the fact that he wasn't there to witness it.

"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."

"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried…"

Flashback

Randy drove to his house and noticed that there were a lot of cars parked outside. He noticed the balloons all over the place.

"Hmm. That's weird," he thought as he entered the front door.

"Daddy!" a five-year old Amber ran towards him, hugging him. "You're just in time! I'm about to blow my cake!"

Randy put down his daughter and turned to his friend. "What's going on Amy?"

"It's Amber's birthday, remember? Why don't you join us by the pool, Amber doesn't want to blow her cake without you," Amy said to her friend.

"Amber's birthday? Oh, yeah, Trish's death anniversary," he thought. "Maybe some other time," he said as went up the stairs. "I'm tired."

"Where's daddy going?" a tearful Amber said. "Doesn't he want to join my party?"

"It's ok, honey," Amy said. "Your daddy's just tired. Come on, let's go back to your party."

…In all that I've done wrong I know

I must have done something right

To deserve a hug every morning

And butterfly kisses at night…

"If only I could take those 21 years back," he thought. "Then it would be easier for me to let her go."

Sweet 16 today

She's looking like her mama a little more every day

One part woman, the other part girl.

To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls

Trying her wings out in a great big world…

Flashback

"Daddy?" a fifteen-year old Amber said as she entered her dad's private gym where he was working out.

"What do you want?" Randy said, slightly irritated.

"Well, it's my sixteenth birthday next week and I was wondering if you would like to do something, just the two of us," she asked hopefully.

"Aren't you having a party?" he asked.

"I'd rather have a quiet dinner with you," she said.

"Just have a party, I have a match that night," he said as he tossed her his car keys, a black new Jaguar.

Amber looked at him, confused. "What's this for?" she asked.

"My gift to you. Enjoy," he said as he turned his back on his daughter, and resumed to his workout.

"More like a bribe," she mumbled under her breath as she went out of the room.

…But I remember

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;

Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.

"You know how much I love you Daddy, but if you don't mind…"

"…I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."

"I'm scared, Trish, I'm so scared," he mumbled as he played with the gold band that was in his finger.

With all that I've done wrong

I must have done something right

To deserve her love every morning

And butterfly kisses at night…

Flashback

"We have an important announcement to make," P.J. said as he and Amber stood up during dinner that the Levesques were having in honor of the graduation of Alex, Amber, Max and Gabby.

"Well, what is it?" Paul said to his son.

"Everyone," Amber said excitedly as she held up her left ring finger. "We're getting married!"

Everybody then stood up to congratulate the couple. Randy just remained in his seat as if he was hearing it for the first time.

"You ok, man?" John asked.

"Yeah," he smirked. "My little girl's getting married, of course I'm ok!"

…All the precious time

Like the wind, the years go by.

Precious butterfly.

Spread your wings and fly…

"Daddy?"

Randy woke up to the sound of his daughter's gentle voice. He didn't realize that he had dozed off in the couch where he was sitting. His daughter was kneeling beside him looking at him with her big blue eyes. Randy quickly put away the album that he was still holding.

"Hey, what time is it?" he asked as he sat up.

"Three in the morning," she smiled. "You sure you're ok with this daddy?" she said as she sat on the couch and hugged her father.

"Of course I'm not," he admitted as he stroked his daughter's blonde hair. "I'm your father and for me, no guy will ever be good enough for you, even if that guy happens to be the heir of the company we're working for," he joked.

"Oh, dad…"

"Seriously, Amber. I'm scared for you, but maybe because I'm just scared to let go. You're my little girl and if I can have you here with me forever, I will. But we both know I can't. And I can see how much you love him, so I'm willing to let go," he explained to her. "And P.J.'s a good man, I know he'll take good care of you.

Amber just hugged her father tight. She couldn't have asked for a better dad.

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