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"I have one more place to take you to, before I return you back to Lilly," Bob told him and motioned for Joe to follow him. "By the way, Lilly went through this-almost-going-down-memory-lane experience when she was in her coma. I was the one that told her about you wanting to marry my daughter back when you were seven or eight years old." He laughed when he saw Joe's face go red with embarrassment. "Yes, I had heard that comment," Bob told him.

"We have arrived!" Bob said spreading his arms out. Joe looked around and noticed that everything was white. "I thought you said that I wasn't dead," Joe stated confusedly. Bob gave him a small smile. "You aren't. There are some people here who would like to see you," he answered looked up and broke into a smile. His grandfather was standing there with his arms outstretched. His grandmother was standing next to him giving him her famous smile. "Grampy and Grammy!" Joe yelled as he ran towards the two older couple. They laughed as they hugged him closer to them. "You have grown up to be such a wonderful man," his grandmother told him. "We are so proud of you," his grandfather told him.

"That was thanks to you both and mom and dad," Joe answered and his grandmother looked like she was ready to cry some more.

"Hush about that, boy," his grandfather playfully scolded. "You've made your Grammy cry." She swatted her husband on the arm. "He can make me cry all he wants as long as he makes me proud," she said.

"Ahem," Joe heard from somewhere over their shoulders. He turned to face another elderly couple yet they still looked as young as they feel. 'I guess it's true. Even if you die old, you're never going to be old up here,' Joe thought to himself. "Hello, dear," the woman said to Joe. Joe gave a small nervous smile.

"Hello, son," the other man said. "We are very pleased to meet you." He put out his hand for Joe to shake. Joe, of course, was always taught to be a gentleman, and shook his hand. "Um…I don't want to be rude or anything but, who are you?" Joe asked as soon as he let go of the hand that he was shaking.

Every single adult there was laughing. "We're Lilly's grandparents, dear," Mrs. Truscott said as she placed a timid hand on his arm. "We just wanted to thank you for protecting our dear Lillian. She, her brother, and her mother mean everything to us."

"I love your granddaughter with all of my heart. There's nothing that I wouldn't do for her," Joe said heartedly.

"We know that, son, and we're grateful that Lillian has you in her life," Mr. Truscott senior told him. "Please, tell her that we love her and that all of us will always be watching over her and the rest of our family – that means you and your family too, young man."

Joe smiled and nodded his head. He looked up at Bob and noticed the man nodding his head. Joe ran to his grandparents and gave each of them a hug again and watched as the happy trail of tears flow down his grandmother's face.

He followed Bob back into the white sterilized room. He saw his body lying on the bed and Lilly was still there clutching his hand – only this time she was in a different set of clothes. He threw Bob a confused glance. "That's because the time frames are different from here and that plane," he explained. Joe still didn't understand but he nodded his head anyways. Bob kind of had a feeling that Joe didn't get it either but he just smiled and looked at the scene in front of him. He clapped Joe on the back. "She's my little girl," Bob said. "Hurt her and I can come down there and scare the beegees out of you, do you understand me, Joseph?"

Joe gulped and nodded his head. He didn't want to find out what would happen if that were to happen. "You're a good man, Joe. I know that you can take care of my daughter. Please, tell Heather and Ryan that I love them – that I am happy that Heather was able to move on and marry Robby Ray. Ryan makes me really proud that he wants to become a doctor. Also, tell him that it wasn't his fault that I went to go and picked Lilly up that day. He was supposed to walk her home but she had asked him to tell us that she was going to be late. She wanted to hang out with some friends at school. He reluctantly said 'yes' and let her go. I know that he believes it's his fault and when the doctors couldn't save me, but it's not. I was going to go earlier to pick the both of them up but I had work and I couldn't leave early from that. Tell my family that I love them and am so happy for them and their new lives."

Joe nodded his head and the next thing he knew, he opened up his eyes to find a room filled with flowers and cards. He felt a weight on his arm and noticed that he was hooked up to a lot of machines on his left. On his right, there was the girl of his dream. "Li…Li…Lils," he said hoarsely. Her eyes shot wide open. She didn't want to be dreaming when she heard him. "J…Joe?" she whispered. He smiled up at her. "Yeah, Lils, I'm awake," he said, smiling even wider when he saw her eyes lit up with joy.

A/N: I'm sorry if this is kind of short. I'm writing this story and my Camp Rock story and another story for Fictionpress. If any of you are on FP, please take a look at "Liv and the Royalties" by KariandTK (yup, I kept the same name.) Thank you!