Ciara and AJ stayed up that night and talked until the sun rose. They talked about their hopes and dreams and what kind of life each of them had had. It was more in depth than he conversations they had had back in Ciara's home.

"I feel like such a weight's been lifted." AJ said as they laid on the floor in front of the fireplace in his bedroom. Animal asleep next to Ciara.

"I just feel better. Plain and simple. Like everything will be all right." Ciara said as the phone rang. They both looked at the time on the clock it was just a few minutes after six am.

"Hello?" AJ answered the phone.

"AJ... it's Jarod... the twins and I need Ciara to come home." Jarod immediately said.

"What's wrong?" AJ asked as he looked at Ciara with concerned eyes.

"My mother passed away just after midnight." Jarod replied. "I don't know anything more right now, but I haven't told the twins yet."

"We're on our way." AJ said and hung up the phone.