And Flowers Too.

All my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

The words cut through him; he had heard this song a million times. He loved it. But now it was all different. Everything had changed. He sat down on the sofa listening as the song played itself out, he could have got up and skipped the track but something made him really stop and listen.

I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

It stung to hear them like this. They meant more right now than they ever had to him in his life despite all the times he'd heard it. The profiler in him turned logical trying to rationalize it that it was probably written about a loved one anyway; but the grieving single father part of him… That was another matter.

Why she
Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

He closed his eyes this time. It was hard to listen to. He did long for yesterday, to turn things back and do... something… something different than he had done that fateful day.

Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

He smiled a little opening his eyes to look at photo of his wife. He loved her. He always would. Love was always easy for them from the second they met to… he sighed… till the day she died. He never stopped loving her. The divorce, the fights… they were directed at his job. The feelings buried deep beneath the surface would never change. They both new it.

The song played itself out, he'd stopped listening to it now and stared instead at the picture of Haley he held in his hand. He wasn't aware of every having picked it up but now he stared at it, her bright eyes and smile lighting up the room.

He ran a hand over her face, her smile and wanted nothing more than to touch her skin, her lips and feel each gentle movement on her face.

"Daddy…." A voice broke his concentration and he lowered the picture and looked over at his son, young Jack stood watching his Dad.

"Hey buddy…" He coughed a little too clear and emotion from his voice as he spoke, unsure how long his son had been stood there.

"You miss mommy?" The big brown eyes shone with unshed tears. Obviously he'd been stood there long enough.

"Yeah… Yeah I do son."

"Me too." The voice threatened to break as Jack rubbed his own eyes, tears stained the sleeve of his shirt.

"Why don't we…" Aaron stood and approached his son scooping him and giving him a cuddle. Holding him like both of the depended on it. Drawing strength from each other. "Go and see Mommy and tell her how much we miss her."

"Yay we should. And flowers."

"Of course… flowers to."

Putting the picture back down Aaron picked up his car keys stopping briefly to listen to what song was on the radio now and smiled…

Lock the doors
Leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes oh, when I couldn't see
You parted my lips when I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me.