Maia sits in her room fiddling with her toes. She seems content but there is dullness in her eyes that has shown many times before. Diana looks around searching for a key to her car but so far nothing has come up. She asks Maia to help her but Maia just sits in her room in a daze wishing for a miracle. Something does not seem right…
"They're in the book." Maia looks up from the ground and shouts to the other room.
"Don't worry you won't be late. Your boss is sick and she asked another to help with the new case. She forgot that you were supposed to come in today so you can take your time, Mommy."
Diana smiles gently and opens the book that she was reading the night before. "Maia, what would I do without you? Now, I'll be home later so the nice sixteen year old is going to come watch you okay? There is pizza in the freezer and movies on the coffee table. I love you!"
And with that Mya was left on the ground watching her feet once more.
Jordan has been taken out of the hospital but his body is not moving and he is not breathing. Shawn looks at the lifeless body spilling tears on the empty chest. Kyle is in the hospital but is getting much better now after surviving a series of strokes.
Shawn is screaming at the funeral directors a few days later.
"You don't understand! It's my entire fault. I should have saved him. I shouldn't be throwing this funeral…It's all my fault…"
They stare at him but walk further away hoping that he will calm down before the actual service starts. He looks older, Shawn, and tired. He sees many enter the large church. Some crying, some solemn, some trying not to cry. Tom enters with hands tied and tries to hug his nephew.