Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Angels. That privilege belongs to Aaron Spelling and Leonard Goldberg..

Ok this one is a little different in that it is an actually scene between the two sisters.

The gravel crunched under the weight of the tires as the car pulled into the parking space. Getting out of the car Jill Munroe made her way through the back door into her Grandmothers house.

"Mum?" she walked in the living room seeing her Mother sitting beside her Grandmother.

"Hi honey." She stood up and embraced her oldest daughter in a hug.

"How you holding up?" Jill looked at her mother

"One day at a time. That's all we can do."

"Yeah." Jill looked around the room as she made her way towards her Grandmother. "Hey Grandma. How are you?"

"I'm doing ok sweetie. It's hard though, when you out live your children."

"I know. It's not right." Jill stood in the living room looking for one more person.

"She's outside on the balcony." Jill's mother said. "You know how she likes the waves when she is thinking or a bit sad."

"Yeah." Jill gave them each a quick squeeze to the hand before stepping towards the balcony.

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Kris Munroe sat on the deck looking out to the crashing waves. She soon felt herself moving involuntarily towards that same crashing surf.

Ever since she was a child she could recall the surf crashing against the sandy beach near her Grandmothers house. Now was no different. It brought a sense of calm to her; which she craved right then.

She sat on the sand with her knees bent up looking out the water, letting the sand slide through her fingers and she ran them absently through the white sand, looking for an answer she would never get.

Jill stood on the balcony of the old beach house and watched as the sun creeped closer to the water's edge. Kicking off her shoes she walked down the stairs and along the sandy beach to her sister sitting on the sand. Not saying a word, she wrapped her arms around her and drew her close.

Kris felt the arms wrap around her waist. "I miss this. Us, here at Grandma's." Kris leaned back into the embrace that was offered. Yet it seemed a lifetime ago since she felt it there.

"It has been a while since we were here together hasn't it?" Jill said as she too looked out to the surf.

Kris just nodded her head as she watched the waves against the shore.

"I missed you." Jill said quietly as she held onto her sister.

"Me too." Kris didn't move for a few minutes before she turned around and hugged her sister. Pulling back she looked at Jill. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Jill looked confused.

"My last letter. I didn't mean to come across so harsh. Unfortunately you were the last one to say anything and I kinda took everything out on you."

Jill looked at her younger sister and could see the starting signs of tears forming, "Hey, don't be sorry. I'm sorry I pushed you. I shouldn't have. I know what Dad meant to you. Then and now." Jill pulled her sister close in a hug and just held her as the stream of tears started down her younger sister's face.

"Oh Jill, I miss him so much." Kris got out as more tears fell.

Jill didn't even hold back her tears as Kris cried in her arms. "I know honey so do I. At least you were with him."

"He was so proud of you. He told me to tell you that. He loved you and was very proud of you, and that he knows one day you will make a difference in the crime fighting, in California anyway."

Jill didn't say anything. Her father had made it clear to her he hadn't wanted her to go to the academy. Yet she always knew he was proud of what she was doing. Now after everything, he was gone and would never see what she was about to embark on. He of course wanted her to pursue her athletics. She had been great at Tennis, learning and taking after her mother. Sports came to her naturally which was why she ended up with a Sports Scholarship for University. One she eventually turned down to attend the Police academy.

Kris leaned against her sister as they watched the sun take its last breath of the day, before sinking into the Pacific Ocean. The colours of the sunset awash over the California sky as the two sisters sat and watched it all play out on a canvas of life.

"Dad always like Thanksgiving." Jill finally broke the silence as they sat under the sky of red, orange, blue and purple.

"I think that was because he knew Christmas was around the corner." Kris said quietly not moving from her place against her sister.

"Yeah." Jill agreed as they again sat in silence.

Jill felt her sister shiver and realized herself she was getting cold sitting in the sand, "Lets go up."

"Not yet. Dad loved it here." Kris added in more to herself then to the two of them.

"I know, but you're cold, and so am I." Jill replied as she started to get up from the sand

Kris couldn't deny that. She had been cold for sometime but hadn't wanted to leave the beach just yet, but she knew eventually that she would have to. Pulling herself to her feet she felt Jill's arm around her shoulders. Looking at her older sister she gave her a soft smile knowing that they both felt sad in their own way at that moment.

"No Bri and Kelly?" Kris asked as they made their way back to the house.

"No, they went to Bri's Dad. They both figured we could all use just the family this time."

Kris didn't say anything knowing that her sister's friends were right in their decision not to come to the beach house that Thanksgiving.

As a new silence almost engulfed them Jill looked over at her sister, "When do you have to be back?"

"I'm heading back Monday. I have a class later that afternoon."

"Can't stay a bit longer?" Jill hoped to spend some more time with just the two of them, "I know Kelly and Bri would love to see you again."

"No, I can't miss any more classes. After Dad and the service, I've missed too much already. I'm playing catch up right now. But the Prof's have been great in giving me the time."

"Next time then?"

"Yeah. And I'll see you at Christmas right? I mean you are coming home?"

"I'll see, but being the rookie I'll probably have to work. I was lucky they gave me time off for Dad's service."

"I understand. Mum will miss you. Be hard this year." Kris fought to keep her tears back in check once again.

Jill knew it wasn't just their Mother that would miss her at Christmas, but so would Kris. This would be the first Christmas without their Father and she was going to make the effort to be there for her Mother and her little sister. "I'll see what I can do. Maybe Bri or Kelly can cover for me."

"That would be nice." Kris answered as they approached the stairs to the beach house.

Walking up the stairs, both sisters gathered their thoughts and tears before they stepped inside to the two ladies who meant everything to the two sisters. One who had lost her husband, and the other her son.