So here it is. It's past 5 a.m. and I just picked up a friend of mine from a club. So I thought I might as well finish this and post it now.

"Remy?"

"Yes Dad, it's me," the brunette sighed.

Victor Hadley was shocked to say the least. For a few seconds they just stood there and stared at one another, taking in each other's appearance.

"Oh, just come here already," he said opening his arms to suggest a hug.

Hesitantly Remy stepped foreward but as soon as she was in her father's arms it all came down to her. She fell into the warmth and wrapped her arms around the tall man, resting her head on his chest.

Six years. She hadn't seen him for six years but still she felt better than she had for the last days just because she was in his arms where she felt protected and taken care of. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and fought hard to hold them back but eventually they fell and soon after that she was sobbing her heart out at her father's chest, his tight arms still around her, shielding her from the rest of the world.

"Come on kiddo, let's get you inside," he said, fondling her hair in a loving way.

She slowly left his embrace and was surprised to find his arm still around her shoulders guiding her inside. They went to the living room, settling down on the couch and he still held her in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder.

They sat there the whole night, cuddled up in each other, not saying a word, just enjoying the presence of the other one after such a long time. Remy felt as if a big weight was taken off of her, even if her father did not say anything at all. Just being there for her, without even knowing why, was the best thing he could have done.

They had somehow fallen asleep on the couch. As Remy woke up she found herself on the couch with a blanket thrown over her and a pillow under her head. She smiled at the thoughtfulness of her dad. He was still the same.

She called in ill the for that day and also for the day after. Her father made breakfest for the both of them and as Remy walked into the kitchen she found herself smiling again.

"Good morning," she said sleepily.

"Good morning, kiddo," her father answered, smiling back at her.

They sat in comfortable silence throughout breakfast.

"Thanks dad," Remy said eventually well aware of the fact that she couldn't sit there forever without telling him what was going on.

"You know that I'm always there for you," he said looking at his only daughter.

Yes, he was always there. It was true. He was there after her mom died even if he was having a hard time himself and she never thanked him for any of it. As soon as she finished high school she left him, inwardly sure of the torture she was for him. She looked exactly like her mother and Remy knew that everytime he looked at her, he saw Tara Hadley and not Remy. So she left for college and only once went to see him since back then. She knew he would have been there for her no matter what. That was something she was sure of. That's what brought her there in the first place. Something in her must have known and was sure that this was the best place for her to be right now.

"Everything is so damn fucked up, Dad. I don't even know how it got that far."

"Just tell me about it. Best would be to start at the very beginning, maybe then I am able to help you. Sounds good?"

Then it hit her. He didn't know yet. She hadn't told him, she tested herself. Well he would have to know sooner or later. He has the right to know, to hear it from her and not from some hospital in a few years.

"I started seeing someone a few months ago. Well at the beginning it was just some flirting at work. She works in the ER and she is hands down beautiful."

She stopped for a moment to wait for some reaction but he just looked at her as to say "go on". That was something good, he never had a problem with her bisexuality. He was okay with it.

"I was about to ask her out but thought better of it and instead… I tested myself. I wanted to know before I would ask her. I…I tested positive, Dad."

She stopped again, noticing the hurt expression on her father's face. The knowledge that he outlived not just his wife, but would also watch his own daughter die, stroke him. He was not just at a loss of words. He couldn't move. A single tear ran down his cheek.

"Look, it's okay. I'm okay with it. I wasn't at the beginning but now I am. It will be okay." It killed her to put him through that again but it wouldn't be any fair not to tell him.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, go on," he said, trying to focus again.

"She found me in the lab after I tested myself and I just left. I ignored her for days but she wouldn't back off and asked me out and so I went out with her and we kissed. It was the best thing I had felt for such a damn long time. I went to do the test again, hoping that it was some stupid mistake, but it wasn't. As she found me again I was kind of outed anyway. At night I told her before she left the hospital and she was okay with it. She talked me into giving her a chance and I did. Everything was okay for six months but she wouldn't make it official. We were in the closet the whole time and I couldn't stand it anymore. I don't have forever and I want to show the whole world how much I love her. Two weeks ago I had my first tremor. I waited for her at the locker room and as we went home we fought in the lobby and I broke up with her. Today she told me she was ready and she wanted another chance but… I just couldn't. I mean do I really want her to suffer through all of this? I mean… really?"

As she was at the end of her little story her dad looked at her slightly confused.

"Do you love her?"

"Yes, I said that already," she said, a little bit annoyed, thinking that he didn't really listen to her.

"Does she love you?"

"She…That's beside the point, don't you get it?"

"Can you please just answer my question, Remy?"

"Yes," she said, her head hanging down, watching her hands in her lap. "But that doesn't matter."

"It's all that matters," he said, smiling at her. "You can't make that decision for her. If she is willing to go through that, then let her. She's a doctor, she knows what it means."

"Her husband died of cancer," Remy said, trying to make her point clearer. "She already went through this, I don't want her to go through it again. This is even worse."

"I went through it for your mother and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. I would do it all over again. She's a grown up, she knows what she does. Just let her prove it to you. Don't run away, kiddo. This disease doesn't mean that you aren't allowed to love and live your life."

Remy was speechless. Somehow her dad always found the right words. She loved Allison, with all her heart. And she knew Allison loved her too, that was all that mattered.

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