A/N: Well this is it, the final chapter to a story that I was not expecting to be so long, as you all remember from the first chapter that I said it would only be about fifteen chapters, but in the end as you can see, it reached twenty-two, longer than most of my other stories and it was thanks to the many that gave me ideas in their reviews. Truthfully I was not expecting to get so many reviews I thought I would only get about fifty, I was not expecting what I got in the end so I am very surprised by it and I want to thank you all for staying around and reading my story. I was not expecting everyone to cry the way they did and I was not expecting such helpful and kind reviewers, I haven't had those in years. So this final chapter is for everyone, Stardustmagic08, Warriorsfreak, Javagirl1992, Emma P, CalculatedChaos (he has a great Simpson fanfiction forum on here called Bob's Lair, check it out its fun), VelvetStarlight, Janefan13, Bdlywrttn (Bdlywrttn especially because she had to put up with me for the past six and a half months asking her questions while still trying to keep everything secret), and everyone else who reviewed thank you so much. I will send you all PMs to thank you personally after you review as well. And to those who reviewed anonymously if you want you can leave your email so I can thank you kindly as well. And of course to those who added this story to your alerts, I hope some of you do come out and say what you liked about it.

I know that some of you may be wondering if I will be writing more after this and the answer is yes. There will be a new story up, it will not be a sequel to this and Homer will not be dead. I do have the details up in my profile for you all to see what it will be about, it is one of the stories that I have listed but you might be surprised to find out which one. I do have bad news about the story though, it will not be up until sometime in October, I am taking a month long break to update two other stories, one is my Lion King story and the other is my original story over at Deviant Art, I haven't touched that one since the beginning of 2008, Blaze needs some attention. I am back at school as well so if it takes longer for me to put the story up you know why, I know I have quite a few papers to do already but hopefully they won't take up too much of my time. But please stick around; I really hope to keep in touch with you all again.

So without further ado, here is the final chapter. I hope you all enjoy it.


"……And Dad slammed the brakes as hard as he could and turned to me with a very stern and angry looking face, I cringed a little, not knowing what to expect because after all it was one of those rare moments where he liked to stop in the middle of traffic and do something out of the ordinary. But he did not get out of the car or move toward me, instead he said these words: 'Stupid risks are what make life worth living. Now your mother, she's the steady type and that's all fine in small doses, but me, I'm a risk taker. That's why I have so many adventures!'" Lisa exclaimed to Maggie in the best Homer voice she could muster.

It was well past Maggie's bedtime but after the events from today, she was still very excited and had asked Lisa on the way home what Daddy was like. Now that Maggie was six years old, she was starting to understand a little more about what happened to Homer. She questioned the idea of death after watching a movie where the parent died and Marge knew that it was time for her to understand what had happened. She took it rather well, but that was only because she was still young and it would still take a few years to comprehend correctly.

And even though it was past her bedtime that night, Lisa was more than thrilled to tell a quick story about her father, and decided to tell her about the adventure she had with him on the day the museum had finished showing its Egyptian exhibit. Maggie of course was filled with questions and her eyes lit up with suspense.

"So what did he do after that?" asked Maggie.

"Well…he thought that taking a stupid risk would be a lot more fun than going home. We actually snuck into the museum exhibit," Lisa said.

Maggie gasped. "When you were there, did the exhibits come to life?"

"Ha ha no, but that would have been pretty cool, but do you remember that weird sculpture we often see when we drive past the museum?" asked Lisa.

"Yeah what the heck is it any way?" asked Maggie as she tilted her head while trying to imagine it in her mind.

"I think it's some kind of science sculpture, I'm not sure what it really does though but it makes a great balance to get someone in," said Lisa.

"You climbed it?" asked Maggie.

"We did, and we soon found ourselves in the room surrounded by hundreds of Egyptian artifacts, thousands of years old yet still in great shape," Lisa said as she tried to make it sound suspenseful.

"So was the Orb of Oasis in there?" asked Maggie.

"Heh, it's the Orb of Isis Maggie and to this day no one knows what it does except for me and Dad," said Lisa.

"Just you actually," said Maggie.

"Yeah I guess you are right," said Lisa with a sigh and taking a quick pause.

"But don't stop now, tell me what it did!" Maggie said as she bounced on the bed while still sitting down.

"Okay you silly thing calm down, I am trying to get you to sleep after all," said Lisa.

"But it's not boring enough," said Maggie still bouncing away while Lisa put her hand on her sisters shoulder to stop her. Maggie just kept going.

"Well hopefully the excitement will make you tired once I am done. Now remember how I told you Dad was sometimes clumsy?" asked Lisa.

"Yeah, was it because he had a big butt? I looked at those old pictures and he has a really big butt," said Maggie as she held her arms up to show how big Homer might have been.

"Maggie! That's not a very nice thing to say and it was definitely not because of that," said Lisa with a look of disappointment on her face. She really did not want Maggie to see her father that way.

"Then why was he so clumsy?" Asked Maggie.

"Well……" Lisa began to sift through her mind to find the best explanation for a six year old. "I guess you could say that he was a little too fast for his steps."

"Oh like when I trip?" Asked Maggie with a silly grin, Maggie was still known to trip on her own two feet now and again.

"You could say that, now let me continue. Dad decided to get a closer look at the Orb of Isis but you couldn't go near it because it was blocked off by a velvet rope. Dad simply ignored it and tried to climb over it but tripped, and all the metal poles fell down in the room like dominoes and one hit the pedestal that held the Orb. And I could only watch as the Orb fell to the ground," Lisa continued her voice sounding so serious.

"Oh no, you broke it!" Maggie exclaimed as she held her hands up to her mouth with worry.

"That's what I thought, but you see right when Dad and I moved toward it, the orb……"

"Lisa! Are you done keeping Maggie awake?" Marge called as she peeked in the doorway, her hair covered in hair curls. Her sudden appearance made both Lisa and Maggie jump.

"Just about done Mom, I promise," said Lisa with a sigh after realizing it was only Marge.

"Yeah she is getting to the best part," Maggie said as she bounced on the bed again.

"Okay, just remember that this is the last story, you both have school in the morning," said Marge there was a smile on her face but Lisa could tell that her mother was in no mood for late nights and early mornings with grumpy kids. Lisa knew she needed to finish this story quickly and began again.

"So we moved forward to see what kind of damage we had done to the precious artifact. It looked cracked in hundreds of places and we knew we were in so much trouble, until the orb opened to reveal that it wasn't broken but that it had figures in it playing Egyptian music. It was a music box!" Lisa exclaimed happily while Maggie's eyes lit up once Lisa revealed what it was.

"A music box! I never would have guessed that either," Maggie said.

"Me either and it was such a lovely tune, Dad and I listened to it for a while enjoying its soft melody before deciding to close it back up to let the scientists solve the mystery of what it was on their own," said Lisa.

"How did you get out of there?" asked Maggie.

"Oh it wasn't easy, one of us tripped the burglar alarm, so we ended up hiding in the history of man exhibit for a few hours," said Lisa.

"No one saw you and took you to jail?" asked Maggie worriedly.

"Nope, we were well hidden, we went out through one of the bathroom windows and came home a little after bedtime," said Lisa.

"What did Mommy say about that?" asked Maggie as she peaked out the door to see if Marge was listening in to make sure that Lisa was wrapping everything up. There was no sign of her.

"Oh Dad used a clever excuse and told Mom we were out getting ice cream, but then let it slip out that we were sneaking around a bit in the museum, boy did we get a lecture," said Lisa.

"Oopsie," Maggie said quietly.

"But Dad was glad he brought me on a short adventure, I liked our time together because I knew that sooner or later I would be older and having fun with real friends," said Lisa thoughtfully.

"I wish Daddy was still here, I bet he would have taken me on adventures like he did with you and Barty," Maggie said with a thoughtful voice.

"I know he would have, he loved us all and especially you," said Lisa who then poked Maggie in the nose. Maggie made a giggle and tried to hide herself under the sheets. "Oh I see someone is ready for bed!"

"No I'm…" Maggie was about to retaliate but instead let out a large yawn. "…not."

"But you need to be well rested to learn tomorrow, you don't want Mom getting mad at you for staying up late," Lisa said as she began to tuck Maggie in a little more. Maggie quickly decided not to retaliate and let her big sister tuck her in, she really was sleepy, but she was still excited about her fun day.

"Lisa?" Maggie called once Lisa was almost out the door and about to turn out the lights.

"Yes Maggie?"

"You know how you sometimes have dreams with Mommy and Barty in them?"

"I do,"

"Do you ever dream about Daddy?"

Lisa leaned against the door and thought about her question for a moment, it had been so long and it made her wonder why Maggie would ask such a question. "…I have," she replied. "But it's been a very long time, why do you ask?"

"I just wanted to know if I will ever see him in my dreams," said Maggie as she played with her sheets.

Lisa stared at her sister, it was a very thoughtful idea and it did make her wonder, especially since she had only known him for such a short time. "Perhaps you will someday."

"Oh, I hope it does happen, I want to ask him some questions," said Maggie.

"And I bet he will be glad to answer them," said Lisa with a small smile.

Maggie's eyes instantly lit up. "Goodnight then Lisa, I'm gonna go search for Daddy now!" she said as she quickly buried herself into her covers and closed her eyes.

Lisa smiled at her sister's hopeful little mind and then let out a heavy sigh. She was tired now, it had been a long day and she was ready to get some sleep before school in the morning. She passed Bart's room and found him still on his computer talking to friends; he would be up for a while now.

"Goodnight Bart," Lisa said softly.

"Night Lis, I like your stories, those memories are great," Bart said not even taking his eyes off the computer.

"Thanks, you are welcome to come and join me the next time," said Lisa.

"I'll try to remember that," Bart said.

Lisa said nothing more but made her way to her room. She thought about saying goodnight to her mother but decided to leave her alone; it was hard to tell if the light was still on in her room any way. Lisa let out another yawn and entered her room before quietly closing her door. Lisa made her way to her bed and lay down in the soft sheets. They were so inviting tonight after a long day of memories and fun. For a moment she lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling reminiscing about her day with Rod and Todd and wondering if she would have days with them like that again. She hoped it would happen again, Bart seemed friendly enough toward them and that their friendship would blossom someday. Finally Lisa turned off the lamp on her nightstand and closed her eyes.


Lisa didn't know how long it took her to fall into a deep sleep and enter her world of dreams. What she did know though was that she was in a place she had been to before, it had been almost two and a half years but she knew where she was. The grass was just as green as she remembered, the flowers just as vibrant, and the sky as cloudless as ever. She gazed at the beautiful sight for just a moment before running as fast as she could up the hill toward the creek where she had last seen him the two times before. As she ran, the butterflies flew out from under her feet where they flew out to a safer place, while the birds of the air followed her for a short while.

As soon as she reached the top of the hill, she stopped and looked down at the stream. Her smile quickly turned into a frown though when she noticed that he was nowhere in sight, only the sound of the trickling stream and a few birds could be heard. Lisa sighed sadly before slowly made her way down to the stream where she sat down by the cool waters edge, watching the fish swim by.

She remembered her first encounter with him after Bart had fought with their mother and it was such a magical feeling, it was so hard to let go that time. Her second time happened two and a half years ago, she didn't have a bad day that day and she wasn't feeling sad. He just came to her in a dream and both spent as long as they could together remembering the good old days. Lisa knew she was not the only one who saw him; Bart even mentioned a time when he was able to talk with him again while watching the sun rise and fall in this dream world.

Lisa continued to watch the fish swim by in the creek, if he was not here, then why was she? It seemed so unlike him to bring her here and not show up. These thoughts kept brimming in her mind for many minutes, sometimes she would look around to see any signs of him, but there was nothing.

Finally, Lisa was about to give up and find her way back to her world when she heard a sound of footsteps in the grass behind her. Lisa perked up and turned around, there before her stood her father. A small smile on his face while he waited to embrace his daughter.

Lisa leapt up and ran to give him the biggest hug she could muster. Homer returned her embrace, not letting go until she was ready to.

"I was worried you would not come," Lisa said as she pushed herself off him.

"Yeah I guess you fell asleep a little too fast, it took a little longer than I thought, tonight was a good night for Maggie to finally come to this place in her dreams," said Homer.

"She had a lot of questions didn't she?" asked Lisa.

"But I answered every one, she has grown up so fast," said Homer as he held Lisa's hand.

"Yeah, she is an amazing little sister," said Lisa.

"A perfect little angel, just like you," said Homer as he tousled his daughter's hair

Lisa giggled and swatted at him before staring up at her father, their eyes locked together in the happiness they shared in seeing each other again. She wished more of these dreams would come, and wished even more that they were not dreams and that he was still alive and well. But then again these rare moments were special and special times needed to be treasured. To even see her father again in dreams was something of a blessing and brought back many memories of her younger days with her father.

"Are you ready to head on over to the lake and lay under the willow?" asked Lisa once she was out of her trance.

"I thought you would never ask," said Homer.

Together, father and daughter held each others hands as they made their way up the green hillside, toward the willow tree where they would share their best memories together, beneath the bluest of skies.

The End