A/N: I'm so sorry for making you guys wait so long. It really wasn't my intention. I hope to conclude this story soon and continue the adventures of the Carter-O'Neill family in a sequel. Thank you all for being great readers.

I'm not quite sure what I was trying to achieve with chapter. It's just a small interlude into the relationship of Sam and Ali

The rest of morning went by with little excitement. Sam helped Jenna pick out her outfit for the funeral tomorrow. Instead of dressing the young girl in black, Sam asked her what her favorite thing to wear was.

"I like to wear my purple dress that mommy made me. I love the color purple, do you like the color purple? Purple is my favorite color, purple and blue, I don't really know why though I just really like the color purple and the color blue? What's your favorite color Aunt Sam?" Sam laughed gently.

"My favorite color is pink." Sam said. Sam was then startled by laughter coming from the doorway. Now doubled over, Ali was attempting to breath through her peals of laughter.

"What's so funny?" Sam asked.

"You…such … a …girl!" Ali tried say, but it was distorted by her laughter.

"Oh, so you think that's funny huh?" Sam asked as she stood up and walked over to Ali's side. Allison quickly stopped laughing and stared at her aunt. Before she could even think about running Sam had grabbed her and started to viciously tickle her.

"Saaam!! Stop, please. Jenna help me!" Ali was pleading with her aunt as she was being tickled. Jenna simply laughed at her sister and aunt being so silly. After a few minutes Sam finally stopped her tickle assault and the two of the collapsed on the floor in boneless giggling heaps. After a little bit Ali turned to her aunt.

"I didn't think I would be able to laugh that hard ever again, thank you Sam." Ali said, tears rimming her eyes. Sam turned to Jenna and told her to go down stairs and have Jack make her some lunch. After Jenna left Sam pulled Ali into her arms and held her there for a while.

"I promise that everything will get easier in time. I may not know exactly how you feel but I know what its like having the most important people taken away from you. After a while the knife in your heart begins to pull out. Soon there's just the hole, and as time moves on you don't notice the pain. Though you never really get over it, the pain doesn't hurt so much, there will be times that you see something and it reminds you of them. Someone with a scarf the same color of his eyes, or a woman who looks so much like her, and the pain will be back, if only for a moment. But neither of your parents would want you to mourn them forever." Ali sighed into Sam's neck.

"You're right Aunt Sam. I know my mom and dad would want me to be happy and move on with my life." Ali smiled through her tears and rested her head against Sam's shoulder.

Short chapter I know, but more to come very soon