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Adams POV

"Adam, it's time to go; the funeral will be starting soon." Beth's voice came through the door. Alice had died; Doc said it best to bury her soon. Joe, Hoss, and Beth all stayed with me, at the house with the kids. To help take care of them while I was in mourning, of course Grayson and Daniel were grieving to. And I was doing my best not to ignore that fact, and had for a while. As my three siblings had stayed up, comforting them. Beth held on to felicity, as I wouldn't take her back, refusing to leave the side of the bed, even long after Doc had gotten a coffin up her, and taken her to town. And Beth, Joe, and Hoss, they took turns, one tending to each of the child until they were all asleep, and one always coming to check on me.

Turning around I looked at Beth, she was dressed in black, a modest long sleeved dressed, and only now had I noticed the deep sadness in her eyes. That was another thing that hadn't occurred to me. That Alice's family would be grieving... that my family would be grieving over her loss. I never thought of it hurting them as it had me.

"I'm sorry Beth." I murmured to my little sister, she just smiled and moved forward straightening my jacket, making me look more presentable.

"There's nothing to be sorry for Mr." She said lightly before giving me hug, which I returned gratefully. Pulling back Beth smiled at me before nodding to the door. "Come on." She said softly. I obliged following her out.

The funeral was much like others, though we didn't have her buried at the church cemetery. No she was buried on ponderosa land, near the house I had built for my small family. A family which had only started a few years back. She was buried under to large cedar trees, where I and she would go to sit every now and then to watch the kids play. And I couldn't bare to watch them put her in the ground. I found myself crying once more, as the preacher said his words. And this time I was holding my sons, though Daniel wasn't sitting on my lap like Grayson, but I still had a arm round him, and I knew he was feeling pain.

I didn't speak much, not even after the funeral was done, but I did stay by her grave for a while, just talking to my recently deceased wife. Telling her how felicity was doing, and that the boys and myself would be fine. And letting her know we would miss her. I even told her we would visit as much as possible, and that me and the children would be moving back in with pa, just until things would be settled again. And that was only because I knew I wouldn't be able to grieve, and leave two boys to grieve without me. Ad I wouldn't force Daniel to hold back the pain of missing her as I had done when I was young. And I wasn't sure how I would do with not only them but Felicity as well. Pa, Hoss, Joe, and Beth all asked me to come. And why? They wanted to help us.

"I love you Alice." I spoke the last words running my finger over the words engraved in her tombstone.

Alice Sarah Cross Cartwright

February 12 1833- June 1, 1870

Beloved, wife, mother, and daughter.

Okay short sorry, it'll be long next time. Just had to put this part in here.

Unil next time.