Michael stood over Lightening's body that was unconscious in the hospital bed. He had told the doctor she fell rock climbing. Her rib was broken along with her nose. She had bruises up and down her arms and a black eye. Michael shook his head. Why would Storm do this? How did Trevor die and what was Lightening doing with Trevor?

Just then Franklin walked in "Yo, man, what's up? What happen?" he looked worried as his eyes landed on Lightening.

Michael brought Franklin outside the room to talk "Trevor is dead."

"What? Are you serious?" Franklin couldn't believe it; his face was angry and confused "Don't play with me man."

"No it's true" Michael walked to the wall and leaned up against it with his elbows. He thought for a second and then answered "I don't know why I am so upset about the world being rid of a guy like Trevor Philips, but I am. I have this tugging inside of me and it's tearing me apart. I saw Trevor as this immortal thing that would never die; he would always be around. I mean damn I figured he would bury me for sure" he took a deep breath, thinking "It's just… Trevor was a complicated guy, who went through a lot. He was loyal, and always stuck by me no matter what. No matter how I treated him" Michael almost shed a tear "I was never as good of a friend to him as he was to me, and now he's gone. I mean he was an Uncle to my kids, a good guy to my sister, and a… a best friend to me. We would argue and fight but he was one of those friends you loved to hate. He was really someone I could've always counted on." Michael shut his eyes tight as he hit the wall with his fist "I was always such an asshole."

Franklin approached him, putting his hand on Michaels shoulder "it's okay man. It will take some time to get over, but he knew how much you appreciated him."

Michael brushed Franklin away "No, he didn't. I have to do something for him, in his honor. And I got just the idea. Come with me."

"Dude, where are we goin?"

"Just come one you'll see."

Storm's eyes opened slowly as she regained consciousness. She looked to the window where she saw a figure standing "Trevor…?" She rubbed her eyes to get a better look, when she looked back the figure was gone. The curtain blew as a small gust of wind filled the room. She shivered as she turned over pulling the covers over her shoulder. When she flipped over she was face to face with Trevor. She smiled "Trevor, I thought you were dead" she reached out to touch his face but he disappeared in thin air. She sat up rubbing her temples. "I'm seeing things. I'm going fucking crazy." She got out of bed and went to the closet where she had Trevor's shirt. She slipped it on and crawled back into bed. She buried her face in it, smelling the scent that was Trevor. She started to sob. "I miss you so much" she cried harder "Please come back…please." She replayed the image of his building blowing up. She winced at the thought of him being blown up with it. Then she thought about the bloody image of her poor sister. What she had done to her, out of the rage she had when she realized her own sister killed the man she loved. She curled up in a ball and just cried.

"You know… I really like it, man!" Franklin was sitting next to Michael.

Michael twitched in pain "Yeah really?" Michael rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and reviled a cross tattoo surrounded by roses with Trevor's name written on it. "It was the right thing to do."

"I think so too, dawg, I bet Trevor is smiling down on it right now… or smiling up at it." They shared a laugh as they walked out.

"Well I better get back and check on Storm. Thanks for meeting up with me."

"Yeah, no problem, man. When Lightening wakes up we gotta make sure and find out what really happened."

"Definitely, thanks again." When Michael got home he immediately went up the stairs to Storm. The room was dark and he heard cries coming from under the covers. He sat on the bed and put his elbows on his knees leaning over.

Storm felt him sit on the bed "How is she?"

"She is still unconscious, broken rib, nose, and black eye with some bruises."

Storm was silent for a moment and then answered "I don't know what came over me. I thought I was better. I thought I had control."

"Hey don't worry about it. I would've done the same thing if that happened to Amanda. You loved him Storm, that's why you did it."

She pulled the covers from her head and looked at Michael. He once bright blue-green eyes had turned forest green again, as tears started to spill over her lid. "I really did." Michael tried not to cry as he went and hugged Storm. Storm held him tight as she cried loudly into his shoulder. He patted her back try to comfort her. She felt him tense when she touched his bicep. She pulled away, sniffing "Are you hurt?" Michael pulled up his sleeve again and Storm examined his arm. She smiled and they both let out a small chuckle. "I knew you didn't mean the things you said. I'm sure Trevor understood you twos relationship."

They hugged one more time "I hope so. You know Storm I think it would be a good idea if we had a memorial or something for Trevor, right here in the house. We can invite his friends and Franklin, Sasha, Lamar, anyone he was close too." She smiled and nodded in agreement. He returned her smile as he got off the bed. "Well I have to go collect the family and tell them. If you hear cheering just ignore them. Are you going to be okay?" Storm nodded as Michael went to walk out of the room.

"Michael" Storm called her eyes red and her face sad "I love you."

Michael smiled back "I love you too"

When Michael got Jimmy, Tracey, and Amanda downstairs on the couch he broke the news. Everyone's face was in shock as they sat in a moment of silence. No one knew what to say.

"Uncle Trevor is really dead?" Tracey was frowning. "Remember that time Uncle T came over for 4th of July and almost blew up the trailer trying to set off some fireworks?"

They all laughed, then Jimmy chimed in "Yeah, what about the time we had just came back from cutting down the tree and Trevor almost set it on fire when he lit that cigarette?"

Again they chuckled harder "I remember when he came to see the birth of Tracey and hit on every nurse in the hospital, and then with Jimmy he dropped him when it was his turn to hold him."

"That explains a lot," Tracey mocked, as the family giggled.

"How about at our wedding when he got piss drunk and danced like a fool knocking out nana?" again everyone laughed as more stories were shared. After most of them were finished the laughter died down to silence again. Then a small moan game from Tracey, she tried to hold back tears but couldn't. Amanda got up her face trembling. She hugged Tracey rubbing her arm. She gave up the fight as tears game pouring from her eyes. Jimmy shed a couple as while. Michael watched his family mourn for the menace that was once Trevor. He got up and took them in a group hug. The family sat together in a circle letting out there sorrows.

When everyone was in bed, Michael walked from the closet and got into bed with Amanda. He shut the lamp on his side of the bed as Amanda's was still on. Then she spoke "I never thought I would be so upset about his death." She paused, thinking "for the longest time I wanted him dead, but now he is and I… I-"

"Can't believe it?"

"Exactly, He was crazy, and psychotic, but that's what made Trevor… Trevor. I'm gonna miss him."

"Me too… me too" Amanda turned to shut her light off as well. He cuddled into Michaels arms as a few more tear drops were shed for Trevor. Michael brought her closer wiping her tears. He kissed her forehead as the two went to sleep.