Hello, so this chapter will follow after last scene of last chapter, I know everyone is thinking I just killed Ali but just keep this road with me and you will see ^^...

So like you know Emison has three babies: Enzo James, Oliver and Wayne. Ollie is the one who is more attached to Alison, Enzo is more attached to Emily and Enzo looks a lot like Alison. Remember, the boys call Alison "mamma" and Emily "mommy". This chapter will be written with Oliver/ Little Wayne Enzo/Emily's POV (writting in itallics).

Now, in this chapter, Emily's in shock and she will talk a lot with herself at the end of the chapter; her internal voice of her mind will be embody by a fictitious Alison, I mean, the 'Alison' that will appear in this chapter is not real, it's just Emily's mind...

I hope it's clear and like always, thank you for the reviews, it makes me really happy to read them so thanks to those who made the time to leave a comment! Thanks!


Chapter 68 – Hurts like hell

*** Emily's narrative – Music background: Hurts like hell by Fleurie ***

How can I say this without breaking? How can I keep breathing without you? How I'm supposed to live without you? How can I put it down into words when it's almost too much for my soul to burden?

(Flashback)

Emily sees AD making the blonde to slide down the yawning chasm of the cliff...

Emily screams. – "NOOOO!"

Emily crawls towards the edge of the cliff, she looks down at it and she stretches her arms, trying to catch Alison but she can't reach her... the blonde is too far from her... they are just able to see at each other with fear...

Alison screams. – "Em!"

Emily screams. – "Ali!"

The blonde falls, she disappears into the thundering mist of the yawning chasm, just in front of Emily's eyes... and Emily feels like dying, just watching the love of her life falling from that cliff...

Emily cries screaming. – "NOOOO!"

(End of the flashback)

*** Emily's narrative***

I love, I loved and I lost you... I love, I was loved and I lost you... I loved you, I still love you and I lost you... and it hurts like hell... yeah, it hurts like hell...

(In the DiLaurentis-Fields at night)

Caleb hangs out the phone and he takes a deep breath when he looks at his wife; sobbing, shaking and curling in the sofa of the living room of their friends, Hanna's still in shock for the events of that night. He slowly walks towards her and in his way, he looks by the corner of his eyes at all the pictures of the happy family, always smiling and it just quivers his heart. He sits beside Hanna, and the blonde immediately curls on him.

Hanna asks with a trembling voice. - "Did you call them?"

Caleb nods. - "Yes..."

Hanna. - "What did you say to them...?"

Caleb sighs heavy. - "I told them who we lost today... how much Emily needs them right now... I didn't give them details about what happened... they didn't ask for them either... Mr. Fields told me they're comming back with the boys..."

Hanna says with tears. - "Oh lord! The boys! What are we gonna tell them?! They'll look for her and they will not find her... they'll never see her again... fuck!"

Caleb. - "Hann... calm down..."

Hanna snaps. - "You can't ask me that! I just lost two of my best friends!"

Caleb raises his voice too. - "They were my friends too Hanna!"

Tears appear in Caleb's eyes and Hanna presses her lips together, there was no point in fighting...

Caleb says with a trebling voice, showing up his vulnerability. - "Toby was my BF, he was like a brother to me... and Ali... she was family too..."

They stay in silence for several minutes until Hanna starts talking...

Hanna says with tears. - "What are we supposed to do, now?!" (Sobs) "This hurts, this hurts like hell!"

Caleb hugs her softly as tears start falling from his eyes. They grip in each other, trying to comfort each other from the sorrow... the pain... the painful lost...

*********************** Oliver's POV ************************

(That same night in Texas)

I miss mommy and mamma... but I miss mamma more... I miss mamma hugs, I miss mamma meals... I love grandpa and grandma... I also start liking Uncle Jason; he's funny... but still... I miss mamma... I want to see her. These days, I sleep a lot, because I see mamma in my dreams... I hug mamma, I curl on mamma as she plays the piano for me and I love it...

I was happily sleeping, dreaming with mamma when grandma wakes me up... I didn't want to wake up, it's dark, why she's waking me up if it's dark? I cry, I cry very loud but I stop... I stop crying when I notice the tears of grandma. She hugs me tight and she whispers something between her sobs...

Pam cries. – "Oh my little boy, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..."

I think she feels bad for waking me up, yeah, it must be that, I hugs her too, just trying to let her know that it's okay... I'm not mad but she keeps crying and I just don't get why...

(In a plane)

I'm excited! I'm so happy! We're going home! YEY! I'm gonna see mamma! I will be able to hug mamma again! Yes! I'm so happy... but... but why grandpa and grandma don't look happy? Why they keep crying? Don't they want come back home? Don't they want to see mamma and mommy?

I look at my brothers, they're with the eyes glued at the movie that grandpa put us, they laugh, they chuckle with the movie but I can't... I don't care about the movie... I just care to get back to mamma's arms... I just can't wait to see mamma and show her how big I'm now; how well I draw now with my crayons. I open my little bag and I smile looking at all the drawings I did for mamma... I grab my favourite... And it's this: mamma playing the piano... I smile every time I see it; I think mamma will like it too... I hope she loves it...

(In the house, Rosewood, the next day)

Grandpa takes us out of the car and I just start running towards my home...

Wayne. – "Ollie! Wait!"

I can't wait grandpa! I can't! I need to see mamma, I need to hug mamma... I put my little fists on the door, I scream with all my strength: "Mamma! Mamma!"

Mamma! I'm here! Your Ollie is here! Open the door mamma! Hug me mamma!

I'm waiting to see mamma and when the door opens, I'm smiling when a blonde opens the door but my smile fades when I notice she's not mamma... no she isn't... she's Aunt Hann banana, she's always very funny, always making jokes I don't understand but now... now she doesn't look funny... she doesn't make jokes... she looks sad... really sad... just like grandpa and granma...

Hanna chuckles with sadness. – "Look how big you are now..."

Enzo approaches to me and for some reason when Aunt Hanna looks at him, she starts crying, she mumbles something...

Hanna mumbles with tears. – "Oh God! Enzo, you just look like her and I can't... I can't..."

She runs inside crying and Uncle Caleb hugs her... Enzo looks at me and we share looks and shrug because we don't get why Enzo made Aunt Hanna cry.

Once inside the house, I keep searching for mamma, but I can't find her... I keep saying very loud 'Mamma' but each time I do it, grandpa and grandma ask me to don't do it... why? Why I can't say 'Mamma'? I don't like this... I don't like this at all... I need to find mommy, she loves mamma as much as me... she will not ask me to don't say 'mamma', no she will not... maybe she knows where mamma is...

I climb the stairs, looking for mommy, grandma tries to stop me but I dodge her, I'm faster... and I'm able to run inside mommy & mamma's room... I get inside the room and it's dark... but why? It's just morning? I look around looking for mommy or mamma... where are you? I'm here! We're here! Don't you wanna see us? Didn't you miss us? I climb into the bed and thinking it was a big mountain of pillows, I throw myself to it and for my surprise, it wasn't a mountain of pillows... no... it was mommy...

I say with a big smile: "Mommy!" (My smile fades) "Mommy?!"

She doesn't move, it's like she doesn't know I'm here... she's curling in the bed, she looks like me when I'm scared of the dark... maybe is that... yes, mommy is scared of the dark just like me, that's why she's like that. I got out of bed and I walk toward the window... I try to pulls down the curtains, I look at mommy and I smile at her... don't worry mommy, It's a sunny day, it's not dark, just hold on, I will bring light to this dark room and you will not be scared anymore...

Wayne. – "Ollie what are you doing?"

Grandpa grabs me in his arms, I grip on the curtains, trying to bring light to the room but grandpa stops me... why? Doesn't he see that mommy is scared of the dark?

I'm still in grandpa's arms when he sits in the edge of the bed; he holds mommy's hand and softly squeezes it...

Wayne. – "Emy... I'm here... your mom is here... your boys are here... we're here... you're not alone..."

Grandpa keeps talking to mommy but she doesn't move... she doesn't look at him or me... I stretch my arm towards her and I touch her cheek... but she doesn't react... she doesn't move... she's just there with fear in her eyes and I don't like this... I don't like this at all, it hurts... it hurts to see mommy like this, so, I start crying and grandpa takes me out of the room, bringing me back with my brothers...

Enzo asks for mommy, he wants to see mommy as much as I want to see mamma but grandma doesn't let him...

Pam. – "No Enzo... mommy can't see you right now..."

Why? Why she's like this? Is she sick? Did she eat modelling clay? That can really mess with you, I know by experience...

Time flies and it's lunch time... grandma is feeding us but I don't want to eat this, I want to eat mamma's food! I want to see mamma! I'm angry now, so, I throw my food in the floor...

Pam scolds. – "Ollie! Don't!"

I cross my arms over my chest with an angry pout, my brother Wayne chuckles, he thinks what I did is funny and Enzo is as angry as me so they mimic me, doing the same...

Pam scolds. – "Boys don't!" (Sighs) "Please, don't make this more difficult of what already is..."

Wayne. – "Is everything okay?"

Pam shakes her head. – "They don't want to eat..."

Wayne sighs and puts a tray of food in the table. – "She also didn't want to eat..."

Pam. – "She hasn't said a word since..." (She presses her lips together) "Honey, I'm worried..."

Wayne nods. – "I know, me too..."

Pam. – "What should we do?"

Wayne. – "She just lost the love of her life..." (Sighs) "I'm not sure... let's just give her more time to process this..."

Pam nods. – "Ok..."

The day ends and it's time to sleep, I climb on my bed and stare at the door, I'm sure mamma will arrive just in time to put us in bed... I know how much she loves to read us bedtime stories, she loves it, as much as we love to hear them. But she doesn't come... Granma is the one who puts us in bed; she pulls down the lights, just leaving our night lamp but I don't close my eyes, no I don't do that... I grip into my favourite blanket; the one that just smells like mamma and I stay awake, staring at the door... hoping she will come inside... so, I wait... day after day... night after night... but she doesn't come in... she doesn't appear... why?! Where is she?!

Days pass by and I hasn't seen mamma... I'm home now... I'm here... her Ollie is here... so why she's not here? I'm in the backyard, Wayne makes funny faces but I don't laugh... he tries to play with me but I'm not into playing anything... I just want to see mamma... I'm very sad, I want to cry but I don't because a sparkle of happiness invades my body when I hear the piano...

I yell with happiness. – "Mamma!"

I rush inside, I trips and fall, it hurts but I don't care... I get up and keep running... I'm smiling, thinking I will see mamma... thinking mamma is back! That she will play the piano for me! That she will hug me again! That she will read me bedtime stories again! That she will make my favourite food again! That she will see my drawings! Yes I was so happy, thinking all of that but... that happiness just fades when I realize it's not mamma...

Jason closes the piano and stands up from it and says. – "Hey buddy... I was just..." (He gulps hard when he notices the crying face of the little boy) "Ollie?"

He's not mamma, she's not here... she didn't come back... is she never coming back? Is that why everyone has been crying? Am I never going to see mamma ever again?! No! I don't like this! No! This hurts! This hurts! This hurts like hell!

I grip my hands in my chest and start crying like I've never done it before...

*********************** Little Wayne's POV **********************

Something is wrong... I just know... I can feel it... we haven't seen mamma or mommy since we're back... Ollie is always asking for mamma and Enzo is always asking for mommy. They look so sad; I don't like to see them sad. Today, Ollie looks really sad, I try to play with him, maybe that would cheer him up but he doesn't want to play with me... I make funny faces for him... maybe he will laugh, but he doesn't laugh. We hear something inside... it's music... Ollie's face lights up and he runs inside... he yells 'Mamma' and I decide to follow him.

Since I remember, Ollie has always been a crying baby... but even then I love him... even if he always cries for everything... I'm customary to hear him crying but... but when I follow him today and he stares at Uncle Jason playing the piano... he cries as I never imagined he could ever cry...

Oliver cries and screams. – "Mamma! Mamma!"

I grip my chest with my hand... hearing my dear Ollie crying like that, it hurts my heart. Uncle Jason tries to comfort him, but it only gets worse, his crying gets worse. Grandpa and gradma also try but they fail too... so it's up to me to help my brother... but how? Come on Wayne, think! You're smart...

I'm thinking what to do and then I get an idea... I run towards our room and I grab Ollie's favourite blanket... the one that smells like mamma... I walk back towards my crying brother and I hug him, putting the soft blanket around him. He grips on the blanket, he smells it and his crying finally stops...

Grandpa strokes my hair and he smiles at me, he looks proud of me...

Wayne smiles. – "Well done son..."

I smile, not just because I made grandpa proud but because I could do something for Ollie.

Pam. – "Why he cried like that...?"

Jason. – "I don't know... I was playing the piano and then..."

Pam. – "Oh, I see..."

Jason. – "What?"

Pam sighs. – "Nothing... it's just Ali always played the piano for him... maybe when he heard you playing it, he might think it was Ali playing it..."

Jason gulps hard. – "Oh..."

Wayne pats Jason's back. – "Don't worry Jason..."

Jason looks at the little boys and asks. – "Do you think they know?"

Pam. – "We haven't told them anything..."

Jason. – "They're Ali's children... they are smart enough to figure it out..."

Wayne sighs. – "I know... but let's keep things like this, at least until Emy gets in her right state of mind..."

I see the adults talking, I'm not sure what they're talking but they look worried and sad like if they want to cry too. I can't worry for them too! I sigh heavy and decide to focus in just one crying baby: Ollie... I look at Ollie, he's still sobbing, curling into the blanket. I need to do something... another idea comes into my mind and I decide to bring Ollie's drawings, he loves to see them, I put them in his lap and he stares at one of them in particular. I look at it and I'm not sure of what it's. He grips on the paper and I look at his face, he pouts angry and then I gasp of shock when I see him wrinkling and throwing his favourite drawing far away...

I crawl to get it back, I careful stretch it out, and then when I see it more in the detail, I just figure out what he just drew... It's mamma... he drew mamma. I sob, trying to don't cry because I also miss mamma, she always laughs of my funny faces, she just gets it, she just gets how funny I'm... but I can't cry... there can't be two crying babies... mamma doesn't like see me crying so I'll not cry...

I control my tears, and then I look for some crayons and lie down beside Ollie, I decide to improve his drawing of mamma, putting a happy sun above her. I can see Ollie is looking at me and once I finish, I give the drawing to him and he looks at me and he smiles, I make him smile and that makes me happy.

Don't worry brother, I got you. I bring more paper and crayons, I lie down beside him and I grab his tiny hand, forcing him to draw something... at first he puts some resistance but in the end, I'm able to release his hand and he keeps drawing by himself. I'm not into drawing... I like more other stuffs, like running or swimming, I love to swim! But Ollie doesn't like water... and right now, he needs me so, even if I'm not really good at it... even if I don't like it too much... I stay at his side and I keep drawing with him... why? Well, because I just want to see him smile.

I'm getting boring with so much drawing, I want stop doing it and go out to play in the backyard but then Ollie hugs me, he hugs me very tight and he says something to me...

Oliver. – "Hero!"

What?! I look at him and he smiles at me and he says with a big smile...

Oliver smiles. – "My hero!"

I chuckle and blush ... this crying baby made me blush and just because of that, I will tickle him...

************************** Enzo's POV ***********************

I heard Ollie calling Wayne 'Hero'... he's not a hero... heroes are powerful... invincible... strong... just like mommy... mommy is a 'Hero'... she's my hero...

Wayne is tickling Ollie and I see they're laughing; grandpa, grandma and Uncle Jason's attention is on my brothers, so I smile because this is my chance to slide in and finally see my hero without being stopped by them.

I'm very quiet when I get into the room of mommy & mamma, I rush to climb into the bed and for the 1st time in a long, long, long time, I'm finally able to see my hero!

"Mommy!" I say very loud, hoping she will hear me but it looks like she didn't hear me... maybe she's taking a nap... I pull off the blanket and sheets and they just drop in the floor, I smile at myself, I'm so strong! I'm smiling but then I stop smiling when I stare at the person lying down in the bed...

Heroes... heroes don't succumb... heroes don't crumble... where did my almighty hero go? My hero... where did it go? I stares at the girl curling in bed, with the gaze settle far away... and this isn't my hero... no, she's not... my hero is made of super alloy, my hero never loses! Never gets weak! Heroes always win... they always look powerful and invincible! No matter what!

I start crying because the current person in front of me, it's not my hero... it's not even the shadow of what my hero looks like...

*********************** Emily's POV **************************

(Narrative)

Nobody's memory is perfect or complete but my memories with you... they're perfect...

(Flashback: 1st Halloween of the boys)

Emily yells. – "Ali... come on! What's taking you so long!"

Alison. – "I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Emily was putting her boys in the stroller when she sees her wife rushing through the stairs, the brunette gulps hard and raises an eyebrow, she has this disapproval look in her face and the blonde notices it...

Alison. – "What?"

Emily. – "Is this really your costume?!"

The blonde stares at her outfit and she shrugs. – "Yeah, why not? It's perfect for our 1st 'trick or treat' as a family: the boys are little 'peter pans', you're Hook and I'm a beautiful Tinker Bell..."

The blonde turns, showing up her beautiful costume and Emily's eyes just get bigger and bigger as she stares at the tiny tight dress Alison is wearing...

Alison shakes her butt and teases. – "I think I look smocking hot with this outfit..."

Emily bites her lips, she's just aroused looking at her gorgeous wife and she can't imagine how will act a bunch of horny teenagers if they see her like that...

Emily shakes her head. – "No... go to change..."

Alison. – "What?!"

Emily. – "You're right, you look too smocking hot, there will be plenty of horny teenagers out there and you will not be their prey..."

Alison pouts. – "I don't wanna change!"

Emily crosses her arms against her chest and says. – "If you don't change or cover yourself, we'll not get out of the house..."

Alison. – "We can't stay here! It's their 1st Halloween and look how cute they are with their tiny costumes of peter pan!"

Emily smiles as she looks at her sons.

Emily. – "They're adorable but no, Ali! You can't go out wearing that tiny, tiny dress..."

Alison pouts and pouts but the brunette stands firm on her decision and the blonde rolls her eyes realizing Emily will not let it go...

Alison huffs. – "Fine, I'll put on my long coat... it's that enough for you?!"

Emily smiles. – "Yes, thank you... ok now, let's go..."

The brunette looks happy; she opens the door and Alison whispers at her ear with a sassy voice...

Alison. – "I was planning to do something to you with this dress in our bedroom but if the world can't see me with it then neither will you..."

Emily pouts. – "It's not fair!"

Alison smirks. – "Who's pouting now, eh?!"

The blonde just keep smirking and the brunette follows her like a horny dog...

(End of the flashback)

We jumble things up. We lost track of time. We're in one place, then another, and it all feels like one long, inescapable moment... So, what happens do when we have suffered a catastrophic loss? When the pain... the loss is so unthinkable, we can't imagine it's true...? When shock wears off, when we can't accept reality...? Well, I can tell you what happens... the clock ceases to matter... slowing down hovering until it freezes leaving us stuck in a moment, unable to move... you just freeze and you wanna hide... pretend like nothing happen... because this kind of pain... this kind of loss, it just hurt... it hurts like hell...

(Emily's narrative ends)

Enzo cries.- "Mommy!"

I can hear someone crying... I recognize the crying... it's Enzo... my son is crying but I can't move... I just can't... I'm physically here but my mind is very far away...

(In Emily's mind)

Fictitious Alison. – "What are you doing, Em?! Get up! Don't you see Enzo is crying! Emily! Do something!"

She's here... I can't move but I'm able to just turn my head enough to see her and I smile as I'm able to see that face... those eyes... once again...

Fictitious Alison scolds. – "You gotta get off this bed, take a shower and eat something... Emily! I'm serious! You have to..."

I cut her off: "How does it work?"

Fictitious Alison. – "Huh?"

I say with tears: "I shaped my life around you and you just... Can anyone even survive this kind of pain?" Tears start to fall from my eyes but I keep going as I screams at her with a lot of pain: "I feel like dying but I'm not dying... you know how I know I'm not dying? It's because death ends and this! This could go on forever..."

Fictitious Alison. – "Em..."

I cry, I can't stop crying because she's here but she's not... she's not really here... I know that but I can't accept it... I just can't...

I cry: "I'll never see you again! How would you feel if you could never see me again?!"

There was an awkward silence as I keep crying but when I stop crying, but I stop crying when this version of Alison just lies down on bed with me and hugs me... vanilla... I take deep breaths of this aroma and I grip on her because I refuse to let her go...

I say with tears as I grip on her: "I wish I could turn back the clock..."

Fictitious Alison says. – "You can't turn back time, Em..."

I curl in her and keep talking, each time my voice becomes more and more broken as the tears fall from my eyes as I say over and over: "I should have saved you..."

She doesn't say a word, she just hugs me and I wish I could stay here forever, in her arms...

(In Rosewood hospital - no one's POV)

Aria grips on the sheets and asks with a shaking voice. – "How're they? Emily and Spencer...?"

Hanna. – "Feels a little like they died too..."

Aria gulps hard and she just cries in silence, unable to say a word...

Hanna. – "I'm worried they're never coming back from this... you know, I don't think they'll ever gonna be the same..."

Aria. – "There are moments, Hann... all of a sudden, in a split second, your life changes forever... before you know it, you're somewhere else..."

They stay in silence for a moment until Hanna starts talking...

Hanna. – "Did you see anything?"

Aria gulps. – "What?!"

Hanna. – "You were there... lying down in the ground, where that fucking hoodie threw Ali from the cliff, did you see his face?! Did you see anything?!"

Aria has a knot in her throat, she can't speak...

Hanna asks. – "How did you hurt your ribs? How did you end in that place? Did you talk with Ali before..."

Hanna keeps asking a lot of question and Aria starts having a panic attack. The little brunette was hyperventilating when her fiancée arrived...

Erza yells. – "Hanna! What are you doing?!"

Aria's fiancée gets in and he sits beside the little brunette and helps her to calm down...

Hanna. – "I wasn't doing anything wrong; I was just asking what happened that night..."

Aria grips on Erza, hiding under his protection...

Erza. – "We'll need answers Hanna but Aria needs to rest... so I'll ask you to leave..."

Hanna sees how Aria is in really bad shape and she doesn't protest and before they could see it, she was already gone...

(In the DiLaurentis-Fields house at night)

Pam. – "Are you sure you can stay with them alone?"

Jason nods. – "Sure, not problem, they're already in bed... you need a break, just go, enjoy your dinner with your friends..."

Wayne. – "Okay... we're leaving now but if you need anything, just call us ok..."

Jason nods and he stays alone in the house; he was in the living room, with Pepe in his lap, zapping the channels with one hand and caressing the dog with the other hand; he starts closing his eyes as well as the dog...

Jason mutters. – "Smells funny..."

He fall deeply sleep as well as pepe as someone just let the gas of the chimney running free in the living room...

********************************* Enzo's POV ********************************

I'm with the eyes closed in my bed until I hear Ollie screaming; I open my eyes and gulp hard when I see a dark figure standing in front of us... A monster in black!

My brother Wayne stands up in front of us, he's shaking with his toy sword in his hands, trying to be brave for us and I start crying, I shouldn't lose my way! I should step on it like Wayne but I can't! I need my hero! I need my hero!

(In Emily's mind- No one POV)

*** Music background: Without you by One two***

Emily. – "Do you feel like time stops...?"

Fictitious Alison doesn't reply, she just keep hugging her and rubbing Emily's back with her hand...

Emily mutters with tears. – "I feel like I'm moving in slow motion... like I'm moving in slow motion and everything around me is moving so fast and I just..." (Hard gulp and tears) "I just wanna go back to when things were normal... I just want to stay here with you forever..." (Cries) "ALI! How did this happen? How did we end up like this?! Why you're leaving me alone?! WHY, Ali?! WHY?!"

The fictitious Alison hears something and she stands up, she breaks the contact and Emily feels cold again; she slowly crawl towards the blonde who is standing beside the bed and she grips on her arm with despair...

Emily cries. – "Don't stop hugging me! Please, don't go! Don't leave me! Please... please!"

The blonde looks at her; they stay in silence, just looking at each other into the eyes and then the blonde cups Emily's cheeks with her hands and she kisses her deeply in the lips. The contact doesn't last much but it was enough to express all their love with just one kiss...

Fictitious Alison. – "Emily, don't lose your way! Step on it! Actions, not words! Don't stop time! It's not in you to lose your way!"

Emily sobs. – "I don't know how to exist without you..."

The blonde softly caresses Emily's face and their eyes meet as the blonde says...

Fictitious Alison. – "Mermaid, everything started with the perfect kiss, back then I would never think we'd come to be like this... Mermaid, I can't tell you to 'be happy'; being unhappy is honestly quite easy. Being happy, on the other hand is far more difficult. That's why: LIVE! 'LIVE' that one word is all I can say to you. Even if it feels like pain tires to rend your heart asunder, even if suffering threatens to twist your smile... 'LIVE'... EMILY! You've to move and LIVE! That's my prayer... my wish" (She kisses her front-head and says) "Em, remember the happy times... remember me, my footsteps... my life... help me believe it wasn't all in vain... help me believe it had a meaning... Emily... please, they need you... please do something!"

************************ Enzo's POV - Music background: Up N away by Emmi ********************

(In the bedroom of the boys)

*Enzo's narrative: "Heroes... Heroes sound like a die-cast robot with heart of steel... heroes are powerful... invincible... strong... heroes don't succumb... heroes don't crumble... where is my almighty hero?"*

The monster in black is slowly approaching and Wayne is still shaking but he keeps in front of us like our shield... he waves his toy sword in front of the monster and the monster laughs; he stretches his hand towards my brother Wayne but someone stops him; pushing the monster against the wall...

I scream with a big smile: "Mommy!"

My hero has a heart of steel! My Hero's super strong, super cool! My Hero's finally here!

Emily is grabbing the hoodie by the neck as she says with a lot of rage. – "You'll not take anything else away from me! Just watch! I'm gonna destroy you! All at once!"

My brothers and I, we smile as our mommy is back... my hero is back... my hero... my hero is made of super alloy, my hero never loses! Never gets weak! Heroes always win... they always look powerful and invincible! No matter what! And my almighty hero's here once again...

Next: Chapter 69 – No one knows