Author's note: The idea of the story was to rewrite the events of Leo's death as it could have happened, so the story has thusly followed the basic story of what happened then (with the obvious exception of Leo, but he hasn't been connected to anyone else yet to affect events). This chapter has the memorial service which I will not rewrite as that still goes to the story from then. But starting from now is where there will be a couple of diversions from the on screen story and from the next chapter and on there will be a complete disconnect from it.

Enjoy chapter 5! And thank you again to everyone who reviewed so far. I really appreciate it.

David proudly took a look around the room. There were flowers set up everywhere, a picture of Leo graced the front of the chapel, and the aisles were filled by the many mourners talking amongst themselves about how his younger brother had touched their lives. Leo had truly been well loved. Greenlee was sitting in the front pew staring into space. He had talked to her a couple minutes ago, when it was just the two of them in the chapel. She wasn't sure if she was ready for it, but she reiterated that the memorial service was the right thing to do. Anna was standing in the back with Aidan. He thought about approaching her but decided against it. Everyone had come for Leo and he didn't want to take the chance of saying the wrong thing to his ex-wife and end up starting an argument. But as he turned his head towards the door he realized one might get started anyway. Kendall was standing there, obviously feeling a little out of place. He hoped she wasn't there to cause any trouble.

Palmer noticed Kendall and motioned for her to sit with him. She walked over to him, thankful someone wanted her there.

"What are you doing here?" Opal harshly whispered at Kendall. "I'm sure Greenlee doesn't want to see you today of all days."

"Well, I, I," she stammered. "I just thought… that maybe… since Trey wasn't here…"

"Trey's not coming?" Palmer asked her with a look of genuine interest in what she had to say. He knew he had to try and keep things calm before the service started.

"He didn't feel like he belonged," she answered. "And he didn't want anyone to see him so shaken up. And, well, Ryan cared about Leo so much, so I'm kind of here for him too. They were so close and I thought that since Ryan couldn't be here, I should maybe be here for him."

"Uh, Kendall," Palmer stopped her, motioning with his head for her to turn around. "That is very thoughful of you, but you may have spoken to soon."

Kendall turned around to see him as he walked into the chapel. Seeing Ryan again had Kendall frozen solid in shock. Ryan looked around the room and saw Kendall staring at him. Their eyes locked for a second before Ryan quickly turned in the opposite direction and grabbed a seat. Kendall thought about approaching him, but music started playing and David was standing up in the front of the chapel. The service was starting.

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"What you said up there…" Anna began to tell her former husband as she searched for the right words. "It was… it was very sweet. Leo would have been very proud of you."

"I hope so," David answered. "That's why we did this, you know? We… Greenlee and I… we wanted to show Leo how much he was loved and how much he'll be missed."

"You certainly did that," she reassured him. "Well, I guess I better get going now. I think I'm feeling a little bit of morning sickness from the baby."

He nodded at her in acceptance. He wished there was something he could do to make her take him back, or at least just stand next to him for a little while longer. Heart disease he could deal with. Morning sickness on the other hand was well out of his area of expertise. He couldn't help but feel like she was making it up as an excuse to leave, but what could he do? The morning sickness excuse was airtight.

"Give Greenlee my best," Anna requested as she motioned to Aidan that she was ready to go.

"Sure," he called after her. Wondering why she couldn't tell Greenlee herself, he scanned the room for his sister-in-law but to no avail. He assumed that she must have run out as soon as the service was over. "I'm sorry, Greenlee," he muttered. Maybe this was too much for her to handle after all.

At the back of the chapel, Kendall finally brought up the courage to talk to Ryan. She hadn't seen him since he left her and now here he was right before her eyes. She tapped him on the shoulder, interrupting his conversation with Bianca.

"How are you, Ryan?" she asked him, a hint of nervousness in her voice. He turned his head around to get her in eyesight, the look in his eyes less than pleasant

"Fine," he stated matter-of-factly.

He turned back around to continue his conversation with Bianca, but his dismissive attitude towards Kendall gave her the resolve she needed.

"Uh uh, no way, Ryan," she scolded him. "You don't get to come back here and treat me like some little bug you stepped on and left in the dust."

"The bug I stepped on?" he repeated in astonishment, throwing his arms up wildly in the air. "Unbelievable! Kendall, who stepped on whose feelings here, huh? Me or you?"

"I did no such thing!" she shot back. "You know, just because you left me doesn't mean I don't feel the same way I felt about you a couple months ago! Way to stomp on my heart all over again!"

"Okay guys," Bianca interrupted them. "This was a memorial service, remember? Leo's memorial. I think you're little issues need to be taken somewhere else."

"Yeah, that's right," Ryan turned back to Kendall. He took a deep breath but still had trouble holding in his anger. Something about Kendall always forced his feelings to come to the surface. "I'm here. I came back. But I didn't come back for you, I came back for Leo. He was my best friend and I needed to be here for this. And I'm not going to disrespect this chapel and Leo's memory by arguing here with you."

In a huff, Ryan stormed out of the chapel.

"Way to go, Kendall," Bianca sarcastically congratulated her. "I'm sure Leo felt honored by your presence."

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Greenlee solemnly walked around the boathouse. She had barely gotten through the service in one piece and ran out as soon as it was over. It gave her some comfort seeing all the people that showed up to honor her beloved husband, but it hadn't helped her to let go. Even after filling up the boat with flowers and sending it off in Leo's memory just a couple minutes prior hadn't helped. She thought that maybe if she gave a more personal goodbye that maybe she could find some peace. But it didn't help. "Goodbye my love," she had said. But what did that do? They were just words – empty words. Going through the motions wasn't changing the fact that she still needed him, and that she had a hole in her heart that she felt was big enough to walk through.

"Damn, Leo!" she cried out in agony. "How do I live without you?"

"I'll help you," a familiar voice offered. "If you let me."

Trey was standing on the other side in the boathouse. She wasn't fond of Leo's newest half-brother. After all, it was his fault that Vanessa was getting the crazy treatment instead of being locked away in a more suitable place for a drug trafficking murderess – a place with some real security maybe. And that whole stealing his best friends' identity thing never sat well with her. That was a bit extreme even for a con man. But that wasn't why she was upset with seeing him now.

"You want to help me?" she questioned her brother-in-law. "You know, Trey. You claim to care so much about Leo and about being brothers and when we try to honor his memory and show him some respect you don't even show up!"

Trey understood what she was getting at. "The memorial service," he uncomfortably acknowledged. "I just… I didn't belong."

"He's your brother," she countered, trying to cause as much pain and guilt as she could. Attacking Trey was at the very least a good distraction from feeling her own pain.

"Well not everyone was so comfortable with that. Even you, Greenlee. I know how you felt about us being brothers."

"I tried warning him off of you," she said angrily, focusing all of her pent up grief at Trey. "I told him over and over to give up on this crazy family. But no, Leo wouldn't do that. Then he finally chooses us and our future over his wacko family only for Vanessa to…" Greenlee sighed deeply as a tear dropped down her cheek. Her rant got her back to the same place that her thoughts always ended up at these days: how she lost Leo. It wasn't Trey she was really mad at, she realized.

"Was it me?" Greenlee sadly looked up at Trey. "Was I not a good enough wife? Did he not love me enough to choose me?" Tears began to steadily fall down her face now.

"Greenlee, come on," Trey reassured her. "Everyone that knew Leo knew how much he loved you. You were the only thing in this world that he couldn't live without."

Greenlee sat down on the bench thinking over what he said.

Trey sat down next to her and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Will you let me help you?" he asked her again.

"Sorry to interrupt," Jackson Montgomery said as he entered the boathouse. The tall, dark, and handsome district attorney had given Greenlee and Leo a lot of trouble during his Proteus investigation. Just another reason why Vanessa was able to catch Greenlee before she and Leo could leave for Paris.

"I followed you after the service, Greenlee," Jack explained. "I was hoping I could have a word with you... about what happened at the falls."

"I'll just leave you two alone then," Trey volunteered.

"Thank you, Trey," Jack told him as Trey walked past him and out of the boathouse. "So Greenlee, I know it's probably not your favorite subject but I really do need to talk to you about what happened at the falls."

"Why?" she wondered sarcastically. "Vanessa is dead – no more criminal no more case. Besides, what's left for you to do in this Proteus case when you don't have Leo around to arrest every five minutes?"

"Okay, I deserve that," Jack acknowledged. "But to close this case I need to know all the details of what happened that night. Why did she take you to the falls? What was she trying to gain? I need to know what she was hiding in that head of hers and only you know the answers." He looked into Greenlee's big brown eyes and could tell that she wasn't completely there with him. "But if you're not ready to talk about it I understand."

Greenlee hung her head down and thought about it for a couple seconds. "I don't think I am," she answered. "I think I need to face Leo first… before I can accept what happened."

"I am really sorry for your loss, Greenlee," Jack sympathized. "You deserved better. And Leo deserved better from me." Jack handed her his card with all his numbers on it. "Please call me when you're ready to talk," he appealed. "I'm sure you want this whole thing closed just as badly as I do."

Greenlee nodded to the older man. Talking about it could be a good thing for her, but she couldn't do that until she could truly accept the reality that Leo was gone and she hadn't been able to do that yet. She had to face the one place where his loss would be inescapable: her penthouse. She stood up and began to slowly walk out of the boathouse, nervously thinking about seeing that loft – filled with memories but empty of the man that she made them with.

"Call me anytime," Jack called after her. "I'll be close by."