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Tk421beth: Thank you! I hope you like this chapter too.

Cute-Amiga: Evie will always be Evie. And she and Roxie will never get along. But since Roxie cares about Steve she'll put her animosity aside. That's not to say that there might not be an argument or two between them. I'm sorry I ended it so soon but I really couldn't think of anything else to add and it just seemed like an okay place to do it. I tried to make this chapter longer if that makes you feel better. Ha-ha. You'll just have to wait and see about Hawaii ;)

TWbasketcase: Thank you Kristen, that made me feel better. Dally didn't go rob a gas station after he stormed off. I think his robbing days are over. He might have beaten the tar out of some Socs though ;)

Caitym: Woah, I made someone almost cry with my writing. That is quite a compliment! Thank you! Hopefully you're no longer speechless. Ha-ha. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well.

ellina HOPE: Aw, I'm sorry my fic makes you think about breaking up with your boyfriend! I'm glad you think that my fic could turn out to be good (as in well-written; although I can promise at least a semi-happy ending). I'll try my best to make it that way. I don't know if will be as good as the first one though. We'll see.

Author's Note: I think I am finally over my writer's block! Yay! I tried my best to make this a little bit longer, it's not as long as the first few chapters but it is definitely longer than the last one.

Chapter Four: We have changed but we're still the same

I rubbed my eyes as I awoke the next day. The morning sun was pouring through the gap between the curtains and the birds chirping outside. Mother Nature was mocking me, I could just feel it.

For a moment I didn't feel like getting out of bed, so I sat there in my satin pajamas and reflected. I thought about Aunt Candace, and how much she meant to me. But I tried, as Soda told me, to remember the good times we had shared, and not the blunders I had made.

After having what felt like my thousandth cry since I had arrived to Tulsa I got out of bed and took a quick shower and dressed in an old pair of jeans and a flannel shirt.

I wasn't sure what I was going to do with the house yet. A part of me wanted to keep it but I knew that Daniel would never want to live down here in Tulsa. He worked in that same hospital in Cincinnati since he got out of medical school and I knew he wouldn't leave it unless he really had to. But if I did keep the house it would sit empty down here, except for the couple times a year I would visit. On the other hand I don't think I could bear to see someone else living in my aunt's house, even if it was someone that I knew like Two-Bit and Trisha.

But one thing was for sure, the house really needed cleaning. My aunt had been a major pack-rat. Every inch of closet space was used up and I didn't even want to think about tackling the attic. So the day after the funeral I decided to start the cleaning of my aunt's house.

"Roxie! Roxanne, are you there?" The knocking on the front door came just after I had started making my breakfast. It came as somewhat of a shock because everybody I knew in Tulsa was probably at work.

"Dally?" I asked as I opened the door. There he stood pretty much looking and dressing the way he did when he was at seventeen, plus the beard.

"Roxie I need to talk to you," he said, his voice was low, the way it got when he was serious.

"Okay Dal. Do you want a cup of coffee?" I asked, semi-unsure about this. Yesterday Dally had stormed off on me without a word and now suddenly he wanted to talk.

"Maybe in a minute. I just need to tell you something," he said. I nodded and gestured toward the sofa where he sat down. I took the arm chair across from him, curling my feet up under me.

"Go ahead." I said, staring him straight in the eye. It was something that other people might have found difficult. Dally can be a bit frightening before you really get to know him but I had never had trouble meeting his gaze.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted yesterday. It's just, I don't know. I had this idea in my head that you were still in love with me. And that, I don't know, maybe we would pick up where we left off. Pretty stupid of me, huh?" he said raking his hand through his hair. I shook my head.

"That's not stupid Dal."

"Well maybe it isn't but I shoulda known that you weren't going to wait around forever for me. A broad like you doesn't come around every day." Dallas smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Thank you Dally." I whispered. "I should have told you before I came. Maybe it would have been less of a shock if I did it in writing. I think you'll like Daniel. He's a good man, Dally. When he comes to see me do you think you could give him a chance?"

"Anything for you Roxanne." Dally said. I smiled before I stood up.

"Good, now that we've got that out of the way do you want some coffee?"

"One more thing Rox," he said, causing me to stop walking toward the kitchen. I raised my eyebrows and waited for him to continue. "If I can't be with you can we at least be friends?"

"Of course Dally." I smiled as he got up and followed me into the kitchen where we both drank a much deserved cup of coffee.