Looking down, he saw his friends gathered around a table. They were laughing, talking about old times. He smiled at how things had changed since the last time they had been together.

First there was Sue and Jack. Those two had loved each other so long. And yet, they had almost lost it after the accident. But now, here they were, on the third anniversary, loving each other more than they ever had before. It was different from this view point. He could see more than just the outside of the person. Instead, he saw their hearts. In those two hearts, he saw a love for each other that would not die. On Sue's lap sat a dark haired little girl. Looking at her from the outside, everyone would know that it was not their biological daughter. But he had see the Father's eyes as he had set this little child into the home of Jack and Sue. It was no accident that Sue had seen her picture and known that was the one.

Looking back, he could see Jack and Sue as they went to pick their little girl up from the orphanage. She had big brown eyes like Jack's, and Jack loved her from the minute he saw her. The workers had been worried about her. Thought she might be mentally slow, but Jack and Sue were not put off by that. They knew she was picked for their family. It had become apparent why when they returned to DC with their little Abigail. He still laughed at Jack's face when the siren had gone off. The sound was ear piercing, as they were right beside the huge truck. Looking at his daughter and wife, they were both oblivious to the noise. Each looking at something behind them, never flinching. It was in that moment that Jack understood what God had done.

He looked back into the present time. Funny, being here, he could see the past just as if it were the present, and yet he knew that was not how they saw. He remembered being constrained by time, and even now, if asked, he could not explain how it was he could see time as they did, and yet, see it as He did. That was life here. Always something to marvel about.

As he looked into their present, he watched Lucy and Kevin. They too had a wonderful relationship, and they were excited for the little ones that would be born to them soon. Number two and three in their brood. Of course, Kevin's daughter, Amanda, though older now, would actually make four.

Dimitrius and Donna sat beside each other, their hands clasped together. D had been one of the major reasons he was here. He had invited him to church, and talked to him on many occasions before he had finally made things right with God. When D got here, he was going to make sure to thank him, and he knew his Father would thank him too.

A young boy came bounding up to him at that moment. "You watching Mommy and Daddy?"

"Yes, there they are. They still miss you, but look they have your sister now."

He laughed as the boy ran past him to continue playing. His eyes followed the boy for awhile, then he returned his gaze upon the people he loved. There was little Samuel. Even now, he could see the Master at work in the child's life. "I will do amazing things with that child," the Master had told him. What more could a father ask for than the Master of the Universe holding their child in the palm of His hand.

Myles and Tara were standing together, ready to announce the news that they were expecting a baby. It was a great day, as the adoption for little Samuel was final today also. The team shared congratulations, and hugs as they marveled at how far God had taken them. But for Bobby, he had always known they would make it through. He had seen God put His hand on each of them. Leading them exactly where He wanted them. He had watched as God had carried them through the hard times, even when they were not aware. On the day when Tara had said goodbye, he had seen the Father lay His hand on her, even as He also held Bobby's hand.

He had always heard, while he lived on earth, that there was no sadness in heaven, and it was true. Even now, he had no desire to go and be with them, for he knew that before he took another breath, they would be here, though for them it would seem like a life time. What he had here, was far more than even the greatest happiness there. His heart was glad for the joy that he saw in them. And soon, they would be here, celebrating with him. The words of God filled his mind, as they always did here. "And we know that all things work together for the good of them that love God, to them who are called according to His purpose."

Bobby stood, and took the hand that was offered him. It was scarred by a nail. No one else carried scars here. Bobby knew why. Only His scars were worthy to be remembered. Turning to Him, he spoke the words that he would speak a million times through the ages. "Thank you."

the end

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a/n: I do not know what heaven is like, and so I can only try to imagine. I played with several other ideas to finish this story off, but these last two chapters were what I came up with. I hope that they touch you, and if you don't know One who bears the scars that are worthy of being remembered, He is waiting for you. This life is but a moment, but He wants an eternity with you.

Thanks for reading.