Rain bounced off the window and onto the ground below. Jimmy stood in front of the window and watched the rain fall. It had been raining all morning and most of the night, and the yard had already flooded. Jimmy had left the bedroom window open and the carpet had become soaked before he could get it closed. He was supposed to meet Breena at the cemetery but that wasn't going to happen. Not in this rain. The weather did not seem to care that it was the one year anniversary.

Breena's tears seemed to match the rain. She had woken up in the middle of the night crying and had not been able to stop since. Her throat was raw and she felt like she was getting dehydrated. She had not cried in months. Not since what should have been her son's birthday but today was different. They said the first anniversary was the hardest but she feared that it would only get worse from here.

Jimmy moved away from the window. He moved into the small area in his home that he had set up for Eddie. He picked up the last picture they had of healthy Eddie. Except not healthy. He had the cancer but they did not know yet. In those days he had been vibrant with thick, wavy hair and bright eyes. He spent the four years that he was sick bald, thin, and dull eyed. Any time his hair grew back he would have a recurrence. After the second to last recurrence his hair no longer grew. The chemo and radiation had left him permanently bald. Even if he had stayed in remission. His hair would never grow again. He could never put on weight and he was all around miserable. Eddie would have never had much of a quality of life. The disease had ravaged his body. In truth death was the best thing for Eddie but it was the worst thing for his family.

Jimmy's phone rang. It was Breena calling. Even after most of a year. It was still strange that they no longer shared a life or a home. They just traded off custody of Tori and met up from time to time to discuss her care or to attend school events.

"Hello?"

"It's not supposed to stop raining until afternoon and when it does the ground is going to be saturated and hard to trek. Do you still want to try and get to the cemetery?"

"I think that we need to. Maybe leave Tori with Ed or Ducky and bring her another day but we need to go."

"That sounds good."

Breena sighed dejectedly. She did not want to go to the cemetery and was praying that this rain would be her way out. She had not been to the cemetery since the day of the funeral. She still could not handle any of this. She hated having to visit her son at the cemetery. She hated that he had died. Jimmy and the doctors claimed that Eddie would have suffered if he had managed to beat the cancer. That the disease had ravaged his body. He had extensive brain damage both from the cancer and from the treatments, but Breena did not see it. She saw her son as perfect no matter what. He should still be here. She should have saved him. She should have been able to try at least.

Jimmy changed from his pajamas. He put his rain boots on and tucked his jeans into them. He stopped by the florist on the way to the cemetery. He selected a bouquet of bright red roses. Eddie had loved red and the roses were perfect. He placed the flowers on the floor and headed for the cemetery. In truth this was the last place he wanted to be but it was still better than the hospital. Even with remission they could not avoid the hospital. Any sneeze or cough could be something worse. While most kids would get turned away for a fever or vomiting. They were rushed right back. Jimmy recalled how some shot them angry glares and scoffed. While others noticed that Eddie was pale, bald, and severely underweight and knew. Jimmy did not miss those days. If there could have been a miracle and Eddie could have actually lived. Not just been alive. He would have looked into the trial but after all the seizures and fevers, coupled with a very risky trial, and on top of the damage that had already been done. There would not have been much of a life.

Breena pulled into the cemetery's parking area. She was relieved to see that Jimmy had not yet arrived. She wiped the tears from her eyes and took a minute to compose herself. She had not seen him since the day three weeks ago when he dropped Tori off at her house. One more week with her daughter and then she would be back with her father for a month. Breena hated that arrangement but it was what was best for everybody.

Jimmy pulled in behind Breena's car. He collected the flowers and walked over to her car. He waited for several minutes while she sat in the car. After a while he knocked the door swung open, Breena jumped out, and got in his face.

"Really that anxious to see our son's grave?!" Breena snapped.

"No I was just checking on you. You were in there a long time." Jimmy explained.

"I just cannot keep it together like you!" Breena snapped before jumping back into her car and speeding away.

Utterly defeated Jimmy walked over to his son's grave. He placed the flowers in the holder and said a quick prayer. The sky burst open again, this time with angry thunder and violent lightning. Jimmy ran for his car. He sat for a moment and waited for the worst of the storm to pass. Before heading towards home.

Breena continued to speed in spite of the storm. The roads were dangerously slick and visibility was non existent. Her hysterical tears and addled mind only made the situation worse. She did not even notice that she was going the wrong way. Until the rain began to clean and she saw headlights right in her windshield. Her car collided with the truck at full speed, Breena's body jerked and then she became surrounded by darkness.

A/N: Will Breena survive? New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.