A/N: Hey guys. I hope you liked chapter 1. It'll get much better. The story I mean. Promise. This chapter maybe a little boring. I'm in school so it makes things harder. Damn school. This chapter is has to do with some of the same stuff as the last chapter, but it's a little more intense. Kinda sad.

Sara wakes up in the morning to find that Tom isn't lying next to her anymore. "I could've sworn that he was next to me last night." She puts on her robe and goes downstairs to find Tom on the couch crying. She runs over to him and sits down. "Baby, what's wrong?" She takes his hands in her own. Tom's tear face looks up at her. She notices that he looks like he's been crying for hours. "Baby, what's the matter?" She repeats her question.

"Baby, I got a call this morning." He wipes his nose on his sleeve. "A very bad call."

Sara senses his seriousness. "Baby, what happened? Who died?"

Tom looks at her weird. "How do you know? Were you listening on in my phone call."

Sara leans back. "Calm down. The look on you face makes it look like someone died. So who was it?"

Tom's eyes start to well up with tears. Sara brings her into his arms. "My uncle."

She looks at him. "What uncle?"

"My Uncle Max. I've mentioned him to you. The one with Lukemia. Me and him were so close. I just can't stand that he's dead. I was able to talk to him about anything. I actually told him about what was going on with you. He was the one who confinced me to come home."

"You told him about me?"

"Don't get mad at me. One of the days I was there visiting him he found me crying in my room. It was a couple of days after I went on vacation. He came up to me and asked me what was wrong. I let everything out. He said I should've been back here helping you recover. It was after you said you didn't want me to see you the way you were. He even bought the ticket for me to come home. My ticket was for 2 weeks after I left." He sniffs. "I miss him so much." He looks up to see tears forming in Sara's eyes. "Why are you crying?"

"Because it's so sad. The guy who helped you help me is dead. When did he die?"

"He died 2 days ago in his sleep. I got to talk to him after you got better. He was so happy. He wished he could have met you, but I told him that you 2 would have liked each other. I let him see a picture of you. He said that you're really pretty and that i'm lucky to have you and that you're very lucky to have me. I'm glad I got to talk to him when you got bettter. It made me feel better."

Sara sniffs. "That's so sad. So, where and when is the funeral?"

"It's this Saturday."

"Where is it?"

"It's here. My parents want you to come."

"Why? I didn't know him."

"Because they knew that I talked to him about you. They also like you alot. So will you come?"

"Of course." She hugs him.

Tara walks downstairs rubbing her eyes. "What's going on?"

Tom speaks up. "Let's see. I got a phone call this morning, my Uncle Max died, my parents want Sara to come to the funeral, and they did say that I could bring you too, since the 3 of us are really close."

"Cool."

A/N: Hey what's up? I know it's taking me awhile to update, but school is getting in the way. Sorry. Chapter 3 should be up in a few days depending on school, writers' block, and my life. Hope you keep reading and reviewing.