Of course, Jenny knew where to find her daughter. The store Kelly had mentioned was the one right across from where Bill used to work. It was across town, so when Jenny asked Sarah to run some errands for her, she never expected her daughter to go there.

When she got the call from Kelly, she knew exactly why Sarah had chosen that location. It had been months now since she lost her father, and while they were moving forward without him, his absence was still felt every day in the home. Jenny had yet to have a restful night in her bed and often migrated to the couch in the middle of the night to sleep. It was too cold being by herself in such a big bed.

Right after the call, she told Shane he would need to figure out what to do for dinner himself with whatever they had in the fridge. He was still recovering from Aiden's attack a couple of weeks ago, so she hated leaving him with the task, but he was more than capable of handling it. With that covered, Jenny set her focus on Sarah.

She pulled up to the curb right next to the bus stop and got out of the car. In the time it took Jenny to arrive, it seemed Kelly had calmed Sarah down enough that she had stopped crying, but her daughter was still hurting.

"Thanks for calling," she said to Kelly who nodded her head. The poor girl seemed a little frazzled by this. While she and Sarah had already been through so much together and were stronger together for it, it was always difficult having someone you cared about hurt when there was nothing you could do to ease it. Jenny gave Kelly the car keys, "Tap out, if you need it. I can take it from here."

"Are you sure?" Kelly asked. Clearly, she felt some guilt stepping away from her girlfriend when she was so upset. Jenny nodded.

"It's fine. You've done a lot so far. My turn to step up."

Kelly forced a faint smile, took the keys and made her way into the car. Jenny sat down next to Sarah. Though her tears had dried, her face was still red and puffy. Jenny brushed her hair behind her ear.

"Why did you come here?" she asked.

"I was just… wondering."

"About your dad?"

Sarah pulled her knees to her chest and nodded her head, "How could he just… disappear?"

"I don't know," Jenny answered with a shrug. "But… disasters are like that, you know. Sometimes, there's just so much rubble that some people stay lost."

"It wasn't rubble, it was carnage," Sarah muttered. "And it was all because of…"

"Don't finish that sentence."

"They were my holo-clones!"

"They were clones of Galvanax, not you. He misused your technology. You built it to get more extracurriculars. While it's not your smartest idea, it certainly isn't evil."

"I built it to make clones, and that's exactly how Galvanax used it. When my friends asked if it was bad that we left it lying in the woods, I said no. I knew there was a chance something could go wrong and…"

"Sarah, this is not your fault. What happened to your father and everyone else is a tragedy, but you are not the one to blame here."

"But…"

"Your father died. You are one of the victims. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that this is never what you wanted," Jenny said.

Sarah rested her head on her knees and pouted. Jenny put her arm around her daughter.

"I miss him too," she said. "Your uncle Shane's been a big help, and I love my brother, I really do, but I would choose to have your father in the house over Shane any day. Life doesn't always work out the way we want it too. Sometimes, it has other plans."

"Yeah, like death."

"Sarah…"

"This guy, Matt," Sarah said. "He walked out of the building, thought I was lost or something. He asked if I needed help until he saw my hoverboard and recognized me. He worked with dad."

"I recognize that name," Jenny nodded. "Your father said he met Matt his first day here. They were friends. He wanted to have him and his wife over for dinner sometime."

"Dad went out to lunch with his boss the day Galvanax attacked," Sarah explained. "The one time dad doesn't stay in the office and eat with Matt, he dies. He thought if he went, he would be able to see what his options for the future were. Turns out, there was only one for him. Death."

"Matt? He told you this?"

"That's why, even though his building wasn't under attack, dad never came home. Matt thinks he was in the heart of it all when Galvanax attacked."

"Matt said all this, to you?"

"I mean, he wasn't there, obviously," Sarah said. "He never said where dad went to lunch but… he knows dad left. He knows dad never came back. It's not what I wanted to hear but… it's answers, right?"

"Yeah," Jenny nodded her head and then kissed the side of Sarah's head. "Hey, mind driving yourself and Kelly home? Shane should have dinner ready when you get back."

"Aren't you coming home too?"

"I'll join you in a minute," Jenny said and pointed to the office building, "While I'm here, I think I'm going to collect some of dad's things."

"I can come with you…"

"I think you've hurt yourself enough for one day," Jenny said. "I'll bring everything I can home. We'll sort through it there. Nothing will be tossed without your say so first, I promise."

"Alright but how will you get home?"

"Taxi, uber, bus. I've got options, kid. Don't worry about me. Take your girlfriend home."

"Okay," Sarah said and got up to join Kelly in the car. When they drove off, Jenny looked down at her phone. Bill had mentioned Matt many times before. They were good work friends and Bill always wanted to take the relationship a little further than that. He had told Jenny he wanted to invite Matt and his wife over for dinner so they could all hang out together and get to know each other better. Jenny really believed a good friendship would come out of it.

After Bill died, Jenny didn't hear much from Bill's work at all unless it was paperwork and the generic condolence card. Some of Bill's colleagues came to his funeral, Matt included. Matt and his wife also sent their own sympathy card, with Matt expressing how good a friend Bill was to him.

Jenny didn't have the heart to write back a thank you, and admittedly had let that slip. She had so much going on that expressing her thanks for people acknowledging the worst day of her life was very low priority. However, she had taken a picture of the return address on the card back when she had been hopeful she would be able to write back, and she still had that picture on her phone. She knew exactly where to find Matt.

He didn't live far from where he worked, fortunately, so Jenny didn't have far to walk. She made it to his house in just under ten minutes and pounded on the door. A man answered. Jenny assumed it was Matt. He looked to her as though he recognized her, but he couldn't pinpoint from where.

"I'm Jenny Thompson," she said.

"Bill's wife," Matt smiled and offered his hand. "I'm Matt, though since you're at my door, I guess you know that."

"You're damn right I do."

"I'm so sorry what happened to Bill…"

"I'm not here to talk about that," Jenny growled. Matt could now sense that her tone didn't have to do with her being the grieving widow, but couldn't figure out why she would come pounding on his door at all, never mind just to yell at him. "What the hell gives you the right to sit down and talk to my daughter about her father?"

"Sarah?" Matt asked. "Okay, look, I know it always seems fishy when an older man approaches a younger woman but…"

"Trust me, I'm not worried about that. My daughter can kick your ass into next week if she wanted to," Jenny said. "I'm more concerned with you giving my daughter answers to questions you know nothing about!"

"Excuse me?"

"She's not a stupid kid!" Jenny shouted. "She knows you're speculating!"

"What?"

"You have no damned clue where Bill is. You have no idea what's happened to him…"

"Look, lady," Matt said and started to stand tall, puffing out his chest, "I don't care if you're a grieving widow, a mama bear, or a complete wack-job, but if you're just going to come to my house, stand on my patio to yell at me, then you can get off my property before I call the cops."

"Don't go telling my daughter what you think happened to her father. Do not fill her head with the answers you need to fall asleep at night. She is not your kid, you know nothing about her, so stay away from her."

"If it gets you off my back, fine!" Matt shouted and pointed to the street, "Now get off my property."

"Gladly," Jenny said and knocked over his plant before she walked off. Matt slammed the door shut behind her. She stormed off down the street, walking a couple of blocks still fuming before she got a call on her phone. She snapped when she answered, "What?"

"What's with the hostility, Jen?"

"Sorry, Shane. I'm just a little wound up. What do you need?"

"Just wondering if I should leave out a plate for you or not," Shane answered. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I…" Jenny glanced over her shoulder at Matt's house. "I just chewed some guy's ear off."

"Literally?"

"Shane."

"Well, you sound nuclear."

"Sarah was thinking about Bill today," Jenny answered. "And some… stranger thought it would be okay to talk to her about."

"You were at a stranger's house?"

"He was Bill's co-worker. He just… he told her what he thinks happened to Bill and… Shane, no one knows. I know not having answers suck but… if Sarah's going get them, I'd rather it not come from a man off the street."

"I get it," Shane answered. "You coming home now?"

"On my way."