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…Chapter Four…

Casey walked into the emergency room and spotted Levi sitting in a chair. "Hey." she went up to him. "What happened?"

"Well." he stood to his foot and gave her a quick hug. "From what I've been hearing.. Grandma had a severe stroke and slipped into a coma."

Casey's eyes widened. "Oh, my God."

"Yeah, it's pretty bad." Levi looked around. "Where's the munchkin?"

"A friend of mine is watching her for me."


"Nope." she shook her head.

"Oh." he nodded."Well, let's go see Grandma." he opened the door and both of them walked in.

"Hi, Casey."

"Hey, Chloe." she nodded, getting closer to the hospital bed. "How is she?"

"Right now.." Chloe looked back at their grandma. "She's not feeling any pain. They pumped her full of morphine."

Casey just nodded. "I'll have to get a hold of my mom and dad."

Levi waved his hand. "The nurses had me call them.. so, they're on the way, plus our parental units." he pointed at Chloe and himself. "Will be here by morning."

"Okay." Casey sat down in a chair. "And.. Aunt Lucy?"

"I've been getting her voicemail." Chloe shrugged. "But who knows where she could be."


"Mommy?" Vince heard, then jumped up from the couch and went into Alana's room. "Hey.." she raised her little eyebrow. "You're not Mommy."

"No." he chuckled. "I'm not."

"Where is she?"

"She had to go somewhere for a while, but she'll be back soon, so if you need anything, I'll be in the living room."

"Oh, okay." Alana nodded. "I had so much fun today."

"Me too." he smiled. "Go back to sleep and Mommy will be home in a little while, okay?"

"Okay." she laid her head on the pillow. "Good night, Vince."

"Good night, Peanut." he said, before shutting the door. As he walked back to the couch, his phone rang. Hoping it was Casey with some good news, he took it out of his pocket and was disappointed seeing 'Holly' flashing on the screen. Vince stared at it for a few seconds, then pressed the end button to let it go to his voicemail. He didn't feel like talking to her right now. Taking a deep breath, he sat down on the couch and continued watching TV.


By the time Casey walked into her apartment, it was after 3:00 am and she was extremely exhausted; all she wanted to do was sleep. After she put her purse on the counter, she went into the living room and smiled. Alana was laying in Vince's arms and both of them looked adorable. Casey grabbed her phone and took a few pictures of them sleeping peacefully. After that, she carefully picked up Alana and carried her back to her room, so that she could sleep in her own bed. She covered her up, kissed her on her forehead, then walked out and into the living room.

Casey wasn't sure if she should wake Vince up or not. She certainly didn't want him to go home, because it was too late to be out, but as she was in the middle of covering him with a blanket, he lightly grabbed her arm. "Hey.." he pulled her on the couch with him. "Where's Lana?"

"I put her into her own bed."

"Alright." he nodded. "Is your grandma okay?"

"No.. she had a severe stroke and in a coma. They don't think she'll wake up."

"I'm sorry, Babe.." Vince pulled her closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her as she laid her head on his chest. "We'll go visit her in the morning."

"Uh, okay." she slightly nodded.

"Good night." he kissed her head.

Casey chuckled a little. "Good night, Vince." then she closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being safe in his arms.


That morning, both Vince and Casey got woken up to someone pounding on the door. "Oh, my God.. why?!" she groaned.

"Who is that?" he asked, as he yawned.

"I don't know, but maybe they'll go away."

"Yeah." Vince chuckled, digging his face in her hair." Good morning, Holly."

Casey's eyes shot open and she backed away from him. "Who's Holly?"

"What?" Vince was confused.

"You said.. 'good morning, Holly'.. who's Holly?"

"Uh." Vince started, then sighed. "Shit."

Casey got up from the couch, still hearing the pounding on the door getting louder. "Maybe you should go."

Vince sat up. "I'm sorry, Case."

Casey stared at him for a couple of seconds, then went over to open the door, and raised her eyebrow. "Mom.. Dad, hey."

Vince got up from the couch and walked up to them with his hand extended. "Hello, I'm Vince.. a friend of Casey's."

"Alan." her dad shook it. "And her mother Miranda."

Vince let go, then shook her hand. "Nice to meet you both."

"You too." Miranda nodded, letting go.

"Um.. Vince was just leaving."

"Sweetheart." Alan started. "I don't think that's a good idea. He should stay, because you're gonna need a friend."

"What do you mean, Dad? Did something happen to Grandma?"

"Let's have a seat." Miranda suggested, then the four of them went into the living room.

"What happened to Grandma?" Casey asked again, as Vince sat down next to her.

"Honey." Alan paused. "She passed away."

"What?" her eyes widened. "When?"

"This morning at 6:30." Miranda replied. "There was no brain activity and we - as in your father, Aunt Lucy, Aunt Rachel, and I.. made the decision to take her off the machines."

Vince noticed that Casey had tears falling down her cheeks, so he scooted closer and held her hand, but she stared at it for a second. "Come 'ere." he whispered, before he pulled her into a hug, then she laid her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.

"So." Casey sniffled. "When's the funeral?"

"We haven't planned anything yet, but we're thinking of having it in 3 days.. on Friday morning." Miranda stood up from the couch. "Where's Lana?"

"In her room.. Mom, I haven't told her anything about Grandma yet."

"That's okay." Alan stood up as well. "We'll break the news to her gently."

"Thanks." Casey slightly nodded, then her parents went down the hallway into Alana's room. After she heard the door shut, she sat up and wiped her cheeks. "Maybe." she looked away. "You should go."

"Wait.. let me explain." he moved her chin with his two fingers to make her look at him. "I didn't mean to call you Holly."

"Well, who is she?"

"A girl I used to have a thing for, but when we'd get together, something always got into the way or something would go wrong. Two months ago, I told her that I was ready to have a commitment with her, but she ran off to Paris for her internship instead, and I'm trying to move on." Vince moved Casey's stray hairs behind her ear and cupped her cheek with his hand. "Look.. yes, it's been a short time, but being around you and Alana, it's the happiest I've been in a long time, so forgive me when I say that I'm extremely sorry and I'll never do that again."

Casey stared at him for a few seconds. "Promise?"

"I promise."

"Okay." she laid her head back on his chest. "You're forgiven."

"Thank you." he hugged her, then kissed the top of her head. "Do you want me to stay with you?"

"I'd like that." she nodded.

"How about I go get changed, grabbed some clothes, and I'll be right back?"

"Sounds good." she stood up first, then walked over to the door, and opened it with Vince behind her. "Thanks for keeping an eye on Lana last night."

"You're welcome." Vince leaned in and softly kissed Casey on her lips, then rested his forehead on hers. "I'll be right back."

"Okay." she nodded with a smile. After Vince walked out of the apartment, Casey shut the door behind him and locked it. "Please don't break my heart." she whispered. "Especially, Lana's."


"Yeah, Dad?" she walked into Alana's room. "What's up?"

"Is Vince still here?"

"No." Casey shook her head.

"He left me." Alana looked, like, she was about to cry again. "He didn't even say goodbye."

"No, Lana.. what I mean is.." Casey paused. "He's not here because he went home to change and he'll be right back."

"Oh, okay." Alana smiled a huge smile.

"Well." Miranda started. "Miss Lana was telling us all about Vince. How he found her at the park and brought her home safely, plus having fun at Coney Island."

"Yeah." Casey smiled. "He's a good guy."

"Yes, he is, Mommy." Alana agreed.

"So, did Grandma and Papa tell you about Nana?"

"Alana nodded, then grabbed her toy monkey. "Is Vince really coming back?"

"Yes, Baby Girl." Casey nodded. "He'll be back soon."


Vince walked into his apartment, grabbed some clothes, and took a 5 minute shower. When he was finished and dressed, he packed some stuff into duffle bag, and walked out of his room.

"Where have you been?"

"I've been out, Henry." Vince groaned.

"Gary told me that you've been seeing some girl." he crossed his arm over his chest, looking smug. "Does that mean you'll leave Holly alone?"

Vince chuckled, shaking his head, then got into Henry's face. "That's exactly what it means.. I'm done, so congratulations; she's all yours.. now, I have somewhere to be." and with that, he left the apartment, leaving Henry stunned.


Casey was in the kitchen, looking in the fridge for something to eat. "I'm starving." she muttered. After a few minutes, she found bacon, eggs, and hash browns, then started cooking.

"Something smells good in here."

"You hungry, Dad?"

Alan nodded. "As a matter of fact, I am."

"What's Mom doing?"

"Helping Lana get dressed."

"Oh." Casey nodded, then turned her attention back to the bacon. "So, how long are you and Mom staying in town."

"Until after the funeral, then we gotta get back to Rome. Your mother has an important meeting on Monday."

"Well, where were you when you heard the news?"

"In Boston when Levi called, but we didn't get to the hospital until after 4 am."

"Oh." Casey nodded again. "You two must be tired then."

"We are, but we'll probably take a nap later on." Alan shrugged.

"What are you cooking?" Miranda asked, walking into the kitchen with Alana.

"Hash browns, bacon, and eggs."

"My favorite!" Alana smiled, then all of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. "I got it." she ran over to it and opened the door. "Vince!" she hugged his leg. "Yay! You came back!"

"I had to." he picked her up and gave her a hug. "I just had to change and grab some extra clothes."

As Vince reached over and shut the door with his foot, Alana was looking at him with a huge smile. "You're staying with us?"

"For a little bit.. is that okay?"

"Uh-huh." she nodded, then rested her head in the crook of his neck.

"Where's Mommy?" he asked, setting his bag down on the couch.

"In the kitchen."

"Okay." he walked both of them in there and waved with his free hand. "Hello, again."

"Hi." Alan gave a slight nod, then went back to reading the newspaper.

"Hello, Vince." Miranda nodded, as she was setting the table. "Come have a seat, breakfast is almost ready."

"Sure." he set Alana down to her feet, before going up to Casey. "I'm back." he nudged her, then leaned against the counter.

"I'm glad." she gave him a sideways glance.

"Me too." he nodded and watched Casey cook the food. He just couldn't keep his eyes off of her; she was just so beautiful. Vince felt bad from what had happened earlier that he was definitely going to make it up to her somehow, because he didn't want to mess this up and lose them both. He couldn't.