Sorry, it's been a while. It's sad that I never finish anything. Procrastinator I guess. Here we go! The end.

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Chapter 7

CJ couldn't remember getting in the car and driving off to stop Charlie's flight. All he could think was the letter. He wasn't sure if his affections would be reciprocated. Now he knew. She loved him. He loved her. They had to make it work. How was he going to stop her? Pull a Jim Carrey in "Liar, Liar"? Pull off what the little boy did in "Love Actually"? He'll buy a ticket if he had to. He just had to stop her, to hold her and kiss her. To tell her that he too loved her.

He arrived at the airport. He parked the car in the taxi zone. He could care less. He had to stop her. He ran inside to find the departure screen. He couldn't find it, so he kept running to the departure gates. He ran passed eerone in the line-up. He was almost there. Almost there.

"Hey!" was all he heard when he spun around on his toes. A huge security guard was staring him down. He reminded CJ of Dog, the bounty hunter. The guard had grabbed a hold of CJ's arm. "Oh, crud!"

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After a long hour with two security officers asking him where he was going? Why was he so nervous and shaky? Why was he out of breath?

"I'm trying to stop a girl? Did her plane leave? I have to stop her plane please!" He gave up. Her plane was long gone. He gave up. What am I going to do? CJ couldn't bear it. He had to be with her.

As soon as they agreed to free him, he walked rapidly to get a plane ticket. I have to find her!

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"MOM! MOM!"

Oh my God, Kerry, she needs me. Kate ran up the stairs only to find herself smiling all the while. She needs me.

"MOM!"

"What? Kerry? What's wrong?" Kate couldn't believe what she was seeing. Rory came in just in time to see Kerry drop a stick with a small blue '+'.

As the stick fell, all of Kerry's hopes and dreams were drifting away. Her whole life just passed in front of her eyes. Her first words to Brigit. Welcoming Rory to the family. Her first day at school. High school. Then her father's picture came to mind. He would be so angry with her. But then he would rush right to her side and hold her. He'd hug her tightly as the tears would fall from her eyes. All she could think of was her father. His warm embrace. His laugh. She'd almost forgotten his laugh. She hadn't thought about him for such a long time.

Tears ran down her face. She knew she would be alright. Her dad would always be there, with her. She looked up to find that her mom was right next to her, holding her. Their eyes met. They both knew it would be alright.

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After the little Kerry pregnant fiasco, Rory walked back to his room. His thoughts drifted to his dad. How would Dad handle this? He could hear his father tell him "Be supportive". Be supportive about Kerry and CJ. Let CJ be happy for once. Help Kerry out with the little tyke. Be there for both of them. A smile grew on his face. Everything will be alright.

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CJ had forgotten money and had no credit card. He knew he would never catch up with her. He 's lost her forever. He stayed in the airport gazing. Just gazing. He watched as all the happy people walked by him. Many welcoming family members home. Wives, husbands, children... His gaze, empty. His heart sunk with every smile he saw.

Taking a breath, he got up from his seat and started towards his car. He overheard planes flying off above him. All he could think about was her. I love her and I screwed it up.

"You took forever!" A woman yelled at him. CJ walked against the wall in order to let the woman pass him and to reach her husband.

"Hey! You!" CJ looked up only to find a girl sitting on her suitcase next to his car. The streetlight in his eyes, he called out to her "Lady, that's not your car! Get away from..."

She stood up.

"CJ! Did you miss your plane?" Charlie joked.

Words escaped him. He rushed to her, he grabbed her waist and planted a passionate kiss. She reciprocated. They held each other and everything would be alright. They would spend the rest of their days together. Happy and with as much passion as that first kiss.

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Jim had fallen asleep. His usual nap time. He was running in the fields near his childhood house. Running with his dog. A young and carefree Jim. He knew it was a dream. There is no way he could run that fast in his physical state. He was running, reliving his carefree days. He slowed down a bit. Ahead in the distance he saw three people looking at him. Smiles on their faces. They started coming closer and closer to him. But they weren't walking. They we gliding.

"Run!" He told his dog. He started going back when he noticed the dog running towards the gliding people. "No!" He yelled out. Come back.

Asleep in his bed Jim was sweating.

The dog just disappeared. the dog ran past the people and vanished. He started running, but nothing. He never had this nightmare before. He had to wake up. "Wake up!" Nothing, he didn't have the guts to pinch himself because he knew it would hurt. He looked back to the gliders. They had vanished as well. He was in a panic. Just then...

His surroundings were different. He was still in the fields, but something felt familiar. Warmth. Raising his head to the sun, he closed his eyes, feeling the warmth on his eye lids. He was different too. He was back to his old 70-something body, but he felt 18. He breathed in the sweet smell of the fields. "I shouldn't have run". Jim said as he turned.

There were the three gliders. The only female looked concerned. She walked towards her son. She raised her hand to his face to wipe a tear from his cheek. "My son. Do not cry. You'll make me start," she laughed. She turned to her husband who was standing next to where she had stood. "He's ready." Jim's father didn't walk to him. He ran to his son. "I'm sorry Jim. I'm sorry I didn't get to say goodbye to you before I died. I loved you so much." Jim had never seen his father cry. Tears of joy to be reunited with his son.

Jim's father released his arms around his grown son. Jim smiled at his father. Had he only known how proud his father was of him, then. Back when he was growing up into a man. Jim's gaze fell upon the third man. The sun was too bright to make him out. Reading Jim's mind, the third walked forward.

"Paul." Jim was silent.

"Jim," Paul replied. Jim's son-in-law. No words could escape him. They just stared at each other. Knowing how they felt about each other, at the same moment, they hugged. They hugged each other as the words they could never express to each other.

As they hugged, a flash of light filled the fields. The light grew stronger and stronger til all was white. The light vanished and all there was were the fields. They were clear and blowing in the soft breeze.

Laying down in his bed, Jim was still. Breathless. Nothing but a smile and a tear rolling down his cheek. Peace.

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