Two hours after being admitted into the hospital, George Truman passed away due to a heart attack. There wasn't a dry eye when the news came; that a man they all stood up to was gone. It was a hard week for the Truman family. There were people calling the rest of the family and friends, people calling caterers and a church to hold his services.

Karen, as planned, told the board members of the magazine that she was stepping down. They had asked her to stay for a week, but she couldn't accept; her excuse, which was completely valid, was her family needed her. She had called an architect the moment she came out of her meeting and set up a meeting for her new organization.

The funeral was an interesting thing. Karen sat in the front pew, waiting for Will to come from the back, with Alicia on her lap. Marilyn was sitting at the beginning of the row, with Tina next to her. After years of ending the so called affair, Tina and George still kept in contact, as did Tina and Marilyn. The children of the Truman family were strangely calm, George's grandson shedding a tear every so often, his other granddaughter staring at her hands, waiting for her father. The Truman son's were acting as pallbearers along with Jack, and two of George's nephews.

The speeches for George were sweet and short, relating to the topic of him and his family. It was Karen's turn to speak and she had nothing to read. That was until she was handed a folded letter by the priest. She nodded her head and went up to the podium.

"Morning, I guess I'm reading a letter from George." She said with a light chuckle, before opening the letter. "Today is not a happy day that I can assure you. My wife Marilyn, whom I've wronged in the past, I am truly sorry. For my sons, I love each and every one of you. "The letter went on to explain his right and wrongs. It was a simple and short.

The reception went by quickly, everyone talking about various topics, some including George, some not. Tina had not stayed, much to everyone's surprise. She didn't want to step on anyone's toes and be forced upon anyone. Karen had taken to the various children that belonged to various guests, all whom had left their children in the sitting room.

"Hey," a voice from behind her called. She turned to see Will standing on one of the steps. "How are you holding up?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" She moved over to allow him to sit on the couch next to him. "I'm okay," She turned her attention momentarily to Alicia who was engaged with rolling a ball around.

"He's gone." Will said, not believing it was possible. "He won't see Alicia grow up,"

"Honey," Karen said quietly. "He's been with her for the few years she's been with us. He's gotten to know her. She'll know who he is. It's all we can ask for."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," She said, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Marry me?" Will barely got out. Karen looked up at him silently asking him to repeat the question. "Marry me Karen."

"It didn't work for us before Will." She told him honestly. "And are you sure you want to do this now, after all that's happened?"

"After all that's happened? Karen," He said positioning himself to look at her properly. "After all that's happened you have been by my side. I don't want to be by anyone else's but yours." He told her. She nodded her head and put it back its previous location.

"You're the one who drew up the divorce papers. You were there when I received them in the mail and you thought it was finalized. In truth, I never signed them." She could feel the vibration coming from Will's chest as he laughed. After nearly two and a half years of supposedly being divorced, they never were.

"You drive me insane woman," He whispered, before kissing her temple. She smiled, full well knowing what she does to him. It was simple really, to drive him insane, and to a point they both enjoyed. There were some things about power that she enjoyed; driving him insane was one of them.

The months passed almost deliberately slow. The building that would be the Truman Organization was being built and designed with help from Grace; whenever she could input on the project. Alicia had been more active in choosing colors for the rooms for children and the designing, declaring that the walls should be drawn on by her. It was more of an idea to make her parents laugh, which they did, than an idea that they would work with.

It was the evening before the grand opening of the center, and she was sitting in front of the fireplace, with her legs crossed under her, staring at the fire. Everything seemed to be going wrong with her in the past. Being deprived of being a mother, only to be given the opportunity again, being held hostage, and being told that a man she had grown to fall in love with after falling out of love, could have been dead, did not make it onto the list of happy things on her life list. There were something's that she loved and the things she hated. A family not being able to stay together was definitely not on her list of things she loved. She needed a family, and she thanked whatever god that listened to her that she had one.

"Karen," She heard someone say breaking her silence. It was Will. "Janice is on the phone for you. It's about tomorrow." Karen nodded her head and reached for the phone.

"Janice?"She asked, watching Will come and take a seat next to her. "Tell them I'll be there at eight. No not earlier. If you set up the interview for eight then it's happening at eight." She looked at Will and rolled her eyes, causing him to laugh and her to smile. "Thank you Janice." She hung up the phone and tossed it aside, pulling her feet out from under her and resting them on Will's lap.

"She driving you insane?" He asked, referring to Janice.

"Only a little more than a lot." She said with a smile. "I need to sleep," She told him as he began to massage her feet. "And I need to check on Alicia,"

"She's asleep," He said just as her faint cries reached them. "I guess not."

"Nice try honey," Karen said getting to her feet. She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss before going to her daughter's room. Alicia was laying on her back, staring up at the toy that had been placed above her bed. At the sight of her mother, her arms reached up, signaling that she wanted to be held. She still had a silent streak.

As Karen rocked Alicia back to sleep, she herself fell asleep, only to be woken up by Will's warm hand against her neck. She handed him Alicia and made her way to the doorway, only to see Will place the sleeping child back in her bed. He led her out and into their bedroom in silence. She smiled as she fell asleep in Will's arms, taking in every moment of peace and quiet that she received, full well knowing that tomorrow would be anything but.