Stephanie was usually a deep sleeper, but recent events had made her anxious to the point of robbing her of her rest. She had called the number Barbara had given her, once to confirm her existence, the second to finalize plans. After some insisting and exchanges between her and Mrs. Miller, she had convinced her she was Jodie's biological mother, and after talks with Mr. Miller, had decided she'd leave for Greensburg to meet them a few days after Easter. She hadn't had a chance to talk to Jodie at all, but at least things were finally moving forward.

Tim was still fast asleep, which she was half resentful and half grateful for. Stephanie made her way to the bathroom down the hall, forgetting the one attached to her bedroom as usual. Washing her hands, sipping a glass of water, she heard a quiet voice ask, "Mom?"

Stephanie looked across the hallway to Robin's room, where she was sitting up in bed. "What are you doing up?" Stephanie asked.

"Thinking about stuff," Robin said. "Will you talk to me?"

"We've got church tomorrow, dolly," Stephanie said. "And the Easter Bunny is going to be here in just a few hours."

"Please? I'd sleep better if we did."

Stephanie sighed and stepped into her bedroom. Robin always slept with a lamp turned on. Stephanie could understand being afraid of the dark, but it was so bright she couldn't believe her daughter could possibly sleep with it on. She sat down next to her, running a hand over her long black hair. "Okay, what's up?"

"You said you had another kid somewhere," Robin said. "A daughter in Greentown, right?"

"Greensburg," Stephanie said, laughing a little. "The town's called Greensburg."

"You said you're going to see here soon, aren't you?"

"Yes. Her name is Jodie, and I'm going to see her next weekend."

"Is she nice?"

"I don't know, Robin. I've never met her. But I really hope she is."

Robin looked down, clutching a light blue stuffed rabbit from next to her pillow. "Are you going to leave and be her mom?"

"Oh, Robin, is that what was keeping you up?" Stephanie asked. She wrapped her arms tight around her and kissed her forehead. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Oscar said that too, but I wasn't sure."

"Jodie already has a mom and dad. I'm just going to visit her for a few days, and then I'll be right back home. And maybe if it goes well, you and Oscar can come with me some other time I go."

These words made Robin smile. "I get to meet my big sister?"

"As long as she likes me. And I really, really hope she likes me."

"Everyone likes you, Mom, don't worry about that," Robin said. "You said even though it took a long time, you got Grandpa Bruce to really like you."

Stephanie sighed, Robin's remark awakening a number of other thoughts creeping forward from the back of her head, her father's words from weeks ago in particular. "Grandpa Bruce was a good man, Robin. He loved us all very much. I'm sorry you never got to meet him."

"I hope he likes it in Heaven," Robin said.

Trying to force the last thoughts of that conversation with her father out of her head, Stephanie just said, "I'm sure he does."

…

"Cassie? Hey, Cassie, are you awake?"

"... Yes."

"Aw man, wide awake, by the sounds of it." Sadie rolled over to face her, laying one of her arms across her. "Are you okay?"

"I don't want to go to church tomorrow," Cassandra said. "I'm afraid of Father Ryan leaving, and I'm afraid to see him again."

"Well, I can't really blame you for that," Said said. "I'm sorry."

"... I wish you could understand."

"I'm not saying I completely do, Cassie, but I kind of do," Sadie said. "I sympathize at least. I don't want you to have to be afraid of going to church. Being Catholic makes you happy, I know that. I don't want you to lose that."

Cassandra slid in closer and laid her head across Sadie's arm. "Thank you. I don't know what I'd ever do without you."

"You wouldn't be here without me," Sadie said with a sigh. "I'm stuck on that one a lot."

"Don't say that."

"At least you like guys too," Sadie said. "Who was that guy you dated during that one break we took? Connor, right?"

"It doesn't matter," Cassandra said. "I liked him, but I love you."

"Is that about how you feel about church? You like being Catholic, but you love God?"

"No. I love being Catholic too. I just want peace."

"I know, Cassie, I know." Sadie laid a kiss on her forehead. "If God is real, he really, really loves you. And if he isn't, I'm still here, and I still love you." Sadie had said this many times over the years, and it was some of the best comfort Cassandra knew.

Others may have found Sadie's words offencive, but Cassandra never minded. She had spent her first sixteen years without her faith, and could never hold her wife's skepticism against her. "I love you too."

"No matter what happens, I'll still be here. Your brothers and your neices and nephew will all still be here."

"As I said, I could never get by without you."

"Then I'm glad you won't ever have to," Sadie snuggled in closer and shut her eyes. "Try and go back to sleep."

…

"I can't believe you talked me into sitting through that whole movie," Dick said.

"Did you like it?" Sarah asked.

"I did. I just don't get why they have to keep splitting these movies into two parts."

"A lot of that was from the book."

"Yeah, I know, but just because it works in the book doesn't mean it's not going to be boring when you're watching the flick." Dick turned to Barbara, leaned against him and asleep on the couch. "Mom fell asleep, somewhere in there."

"Mom's been really tired lately," Sarah said.

"Well, you know. Work keeps her busy."

"But she usually isn't working," Sarah said. "Neither of you work, really."

"We did a lot of working when we were younger, we've earned this," Dick said. "You should probably head to bed and I should too, if I want a chance at making it to church in the morning."

"Do you ever go more than twice a year?"

"It's twice more than I went back when I was travelling with the circus," Dick said. "As always, you can come along, if you want."

"Are Uncle Tim and Aunt Steph and Aunt Cassie and the others going to be there?"

"No, when I go I go to a different place from them."

"How come Mom doesn't go with you?"

"Because Mom's like Aunt Sadie. She believes differently from me."

Sarah shrugged. "I'll stay with Mom then. I'll see everyone at the Easter Egg hunt and dinner tomorrow anyway."

"Fine by me," Dick said, standing up and stretching, leaning over to shake Barbara from her sleep.

"I like having everyone together," Sarah said. "You and Uncle Tim are actually being funny together, finally."

"Well, guess things are finally working themselves out," Dick said.

"Is Uncle Damian coming tomorrow?"

"I left him a message," Barbara said with a yawn. "But he says he doesn't check those. So probably not, sorry kiddo."

"It's okay," Sarah said. "I'll see you guys in the morning. Love you."

"Love you too," the two said, one after another. After a few minutes alone with the flicker of Sarah's movie's DVD menu, Barbara said, "Any chance you could carry me to bed?"

He hadn't tried in a while, but Dick managed to get her right up easily. "Guess I've still got it," he said.

As he carried her towards their bedroom, she asked, "This still how you wanted it to turn out?"

"Babs, come on, don't do this again."

"I'd just imagine carrying your wife off to bed is a lot more romantic and sexy when it's just because, instead of the alternative to her rolling herself in."

"Your legs have never had anything to do with it," Dick said. "I've told you that a million times."

"I just don't imagine a lot of men choosing the woman who can't walk over the one who can fly."

Dick set Barbara down on her side of the bed before climbing in next to her on the other side. "I asked you to marry me after you'd already shot me down. I wake up next to you and make you coffee every morning. We have a daughter together. Don't ask me dumb questions, Barbara. You know how I feel."

As she began to shut her eyes again, Barbara softly said, "I swear, if I ever get my legs back, even for just a day, I am going to make up for all the dancing I've made you miss over the years."