A/N: Those who read the last chapter..you're in for a surprise. I had a great idea so I thought everyone would like this better.
Christine went over to Bo's grave. It was still so hard to believe he was gone. She sat by the grave and cried, "Bo you don't know how much I need you right now. Why did you have to leave?"
"Maybe your husband had a very good reason to go on with this," she heard someone said from behind her.
Turning around she saw who she thought was Bo. He looked the same as when she last saw him, just five years older. She got up and started walking away, thinking it was a ghost she was seeing. It had to be a ghost, Bo died in her arms. Or did he? The doctor told them that he did but what if it was all something that was planned. But why would Bo do that, and to her especially."
Christine slowly walked over to the bench where she saw Bo. "Bo?" She went over to him, "Bo is it really you?"
Bo nodded, "It's alright you can come closer."
She went a little closer and gently touched his cheek. "Oh Bo!" She threw her arms around him. "What...how is it possible."
"I can explain. I technically did die that night in your arms. But at the hospital, they revived me. However, Rosco had come and found out from the men that if I wasn't dead they were gonna go after you. This was the best plan we could think of. And even though they found the two guilty of murder, the charges have since been dropped. And we had to do this, I mean I did it to keep you and Belle safe." Bo took a deep breath. "How is Belle?"
"She's asking questions about you. Bo why wait five years?"
"I've been wanting to tell you but then word came out that those guys are on the loose again and every time I wanted to, I was so afraid they'd find out."
"How did you know to find me here?"
"I've been here a lot watching you. I've seen you here almost every day."
"Bo...I just. I can't believe this is all happening."
"Look I did this cause I love you."
"No Bo I don't mean it like that. I love you Bo, and I am so glad you are alive. But Bo..who else knows you're alive?"
Bo looked down, "Everyone now except of course Belle."
"And our son," Christine said.
"Wait. Our what?" Bo asked.