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Hello everyone. I'm sorry for not updating the story in months. But you see, there's a reason.

I suddenly noticed ten (!) of my stories were ending soon. I also started a new one for Epilepsy awareness. After all, these are the ones ending

-The search for a family (finished)
-When I returned
-Game on!
-The moment I needed the most
-What I did for hate (finished)
-A light in the dark
-I still love you
-Buried deep within
-We're coming home
-I won't go away
-For what is a human if she loses her best friend (Finished)

So as you can see three stories are already finished, including the one I started after updating this.

If you have followed all of this. You might have seen there'll be only two stories left. This one and riding on the wings of a dove. And I'm happy with that- I don't want to quit fanfiction all along but it won't have to take over my life haha.

Anyway, as this story will go on, I'll be concentrating on the stories that are about to get finished for obvious reasons.

Then, as you all probably know this story have been left before not updated for months before. So now there'll be only this and one more left and hopefully I can update these more.

So, everyone's got it? Awesome! Here's the chapter.

Taz's old doll was called Pirate Doll? Wasn't it. Anyway, I'm not able to watch the episode where it's mentioned. If I remember it wrong I'll just go back and sort it out.

I imagine Diwata looking like Alexandra Masangkay.

This chapter briefly mentions Christian religion. I hope everyone are okay with that.

Tazmin De Souza

Taz De Souza was three years old, she came from Newcastle in England, and she loved her mummy, Diwata De Souza more than anything.

Well, her mummy and also her doll that she carried with her everywhere.

"Today have been quite an eventful day has it?"

There had only been a few hours Taz had started crying right when they came home and she remembered she'd forgotten her Pirate Doll at a bus seat they had been on two and a half hours ago. And would she now, ever see her friend again?

Taz had two best friends that were better than any other, Pirate Doll and her mum. And she couldn't imagine what life would be like if she lost a single one of them.

"It took more than one bus to find the one where you had left Pirate Doll." Diwata laughed. "But we did at last and now Pirate Doll is going to be by your side forever and ever. Just like I will."

"Wherever we are in this world…" Taz finished the way her mum usually said it. "Together we'll always be. Just you and I and Pirate Doll… and daddy. But not daddy if he forces you to go anywhere."

"He has never force me into going anywhere. He only wan… needed to be with his mum, your nana. And you know that back at the Philippines I didn't leave anything behind. I didn't have a family nor nothing else…" She stroke away a tress of hair that had fallen into Taz's eyes. "…This was the best way we could have done it, all three of us. As long as you and I and your daddy are together then it doesn't matter where we are."

Taz smiled slightly. This moment right before she laid down to sleep she would last forever. But every single night it came to an end when her eyelids were just falling closed.

"About eight in the morning daddy will be home from his night shift at work. Then a new day will start and at last… "Diwata leaned forward and kissed her daughter's forehead. "…I hope that wherever my darling girl is, no matter what happens God keeps her safe."

Taz didn't say anything more, she had this warm feeling in her head always when Diwata reminded her that no matter what, there was something- or someone for that matter always looking out for her.

"Love you baby." Diwata said at last. "Always and forever. You'll never have to forget that, right?"

These were things Diwata told her daughter every night. And she was lucky she did. Because soon they would be the last things she had ever spoken.

But as Taz hugged her doll harder, turned on her side and fell asleep. Diwata hesitated as she went out Taz's room. Should she leave the door just a little bit open. Then she remembered how Taz had practically begged and begged for her to close it. She was a big girl now…

And with a slight smile, but with a lump in her throat that Taz wasn't a little baby anymore as she'd like to pretend. She closed the door first in between Taz's room and the hallway and then in between the hallway and her own bedroom.

But that was the night things changed in the very worst ways. But meanwhile it happened Taz had no idea about it until only a few hours later.

"DIWATA!"

Taz woke up from hearing her dad, Jerome come home and hearing his shout echo into her room.

"DIDI?"

But why did he keep yelling? Taz just couldn't understand, there were no reasons for any of the two that had to be awakened.

"DIWATA PLEASE?"

Taz, at only three years old didn't understand the panicked tone in her father's voice. Everything she knew was that his yells had woken her up.

"Daddy?"

"Not now Taz."

The little girl suddenly noticed how it smelt around her mouth. And as her dad ran away to find his phone and call 999 and Taz stepped closer. She couldn't help but notice the smell came from vomit and blood around her mouth.

"Mum?" Taz reached out her hand and with her fingers only tried to wipe Diwata's mouth. "Are you sick? You have to wake up now. I and daddy will take care of you…" Taz frowned and sighed when her mother didn't stir. "Mum? Mummy? You have to wake up."

"Taz?!"

Without her noticing Jerome had come up behind her. Still she barely heard what he was saying while he didn't seem to make up his mind whether he should talk to his daughter or someone at the phone.

"Yes, she had epilepsy when she was younger… Taz. Get down from the bed… She hasn't had a seizure for… Taz, leave your mother be for now… I don't know what happened tonight. I found her like thi… please Taz!" He grabbed Taz by the shirt and ripped her down from the bed with a bang. "Get out of this room."

Jerome heard it as Taz started crying, holding her arm in pain which she'd fallen on. But there just wasn't time for him to worry about that.

"Didn't you wake up tonight?" He asked. "And heard some strange noises from your mum?"

"I DIDN'T!"

"You probably did…" Taz tried to reach out to at least hold her hand. "…Just go away! Go to your room or wherever…" Jerome shook his wife's shoulder as if he didn't know it was too late. "Go away! Go to your room or somewhere… Diwata? DIWATA?" Taz looked in fear to her mum- she had to wake up soon, didn't she? "Taz. Please. Go to your room, get away!"

"Daddy?"

"GO."

Jerome turned towards Taz for just a second, and looking down on her mum- she'd wake up soon! She left the room and ran across the hallway to her own.

It didn't matter her mum was going to be fine- because Taz knew she would. It still made Taz cry over how Jerome had talked to her and pulled her down from the bed when she didn't do as she was supposed to…

From the window in her room Taz could see their mailbox as the car drove up and the postman left some letters in their bright pink box.

She'd never understand how she could think about the mail right then, but she did. Since she could see it from the window her parents called her Postman Taz and she went to get the post every day. It was a part of her routine, that day just like any other.

Then, just as she got the mail she heard from afar sirens of an ambulance that came closer and closer until it drove up the driveway.

"Daddy?" Where her daddy stood only watching as two paramedics went over to Diwata he didn't even answer the questions they asked him and Taz reached up the mail she had gotten. "Daddy, the mail came. Daddy?"

Taz paused, she heard it while the paramedics spoke to her mum, then to her dad. But she just couldn't understand what they said. Her mum was ought to wake up any second, now. Wasn't she?

"Dad?" Taz reached the mail towards Jerome again. "The mail came." Jerome looked down on her for a second and then took the letters and ripped them into pieces. "Dad what are you doing? What if that was something important?"

"I don't want to know, okay? Not right now and not ever. This is more important. You must understand that Taz."

Random fact

So there's the part with Taz wishing that she'd heard her mother get sick, and the part with hiding the mail. And (for my own sake) a bit of Epilepsy awareness… It seems I got it all. I hope you liked it.