A/N: I would like to thank IzzyRoxUrSox13 for giving me the idea for this story. You are the best!

{Five years later}

FREDDIE'S POV

My life has changed drastically in the past years. Sadie is now fifteen years old. She has grown up so much. She looks exactly like Sam did when she was fifteen. I fell in love with Sam when she was fifteen. I wonder if anyone loves Sadie.

Noah is now thirteen years old. He looks exactly like me when I was thirteen. I wonder if he's in love with someone.

I am sitting on my porch on a warm night. I see Noah run over to me. He waves and sits down next to me. I smile at him.

"How's it going, Noah?" I ask him.

"Oh, life's pretty good, Dad. Can I ask you something?" he asks me. I turn to face him.

"Sure, what's up?" I ask him. He look away and then back at me.

"Why don't I have a mom?" he asks me. I sigh and run my hand through my hair. I knew this question would pop up sometime. Now that it has, I realize that I'm not ready.

"Noah, your mom passed away when you were only three years old," I say. Noah nods his head and smiles.

"I know. But, why didn't you remarry after she died?" he asks me. I sigh and look at him. He is so naïve. He really doesn't understand love.

"I loved your mom. I still do. I can't marry someone else," I say. Noah sighs and looks out at the ocean.

"I see. Well, what was Mom like?" he asks me.

"She was amazing. She brought so much joy to everyone. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, just like Sadie. But, she was crazy. She loves food. She was so funny. She was a lovely person," I say. Noah nods his head.

"Yeah, Sadie talks about her a lot. She remembers her. Why can't I?" he asks me. I sigh and lean over to hug him. This is hard for him. I know how he feels. My own father died when I was a little boy. I know how it feels to not have two parents living with you. It's painful and hurtful.

"You were too young to remember her. Sadie was five years old. She spent more years with her. I know how you feel though. My father died when I was a little boy. I don't remember him at all," I say. Noah turns to me and stares into my eyes.

"Will I forget Mom just like you forgot your dad?" he asks me. I stare into his eyes and I shrug my shoulders.

"I don't know. It's a possibility that you will. I know it'll be hard for you to go through life without a mom to share it with. But, it'll be okay. I don't want you to forget your mom. She was a great person," I say. Noah nods his head and smiles.

"Did she love me?" he asks me. I smile and nod my head.

"She loved you with all of her heart. She was a great mom. She loved spending time with you," I say.

"How did she die?" he asks me. I sigh and look down into my lap.

"She had leukemia," I say. Noah gasps and looks out to the ocean.

"That's terrible. When did she find out?" he asks me. I feel the tears forming in my eyes as I remember that day.

"She found out on our wedding day," I say. Noah gasps again and turns to look at me.

"What? How did you feel?" he asks me.

"I felt like my whole world was caving in when she told me. She was sitting in my dressing room. I was combing my hair and putting on my tie. When she said those dreadful words, I felt like I couldn't move. I felt like she was already dying. I felt like something in my heart was exploding and I couldn't get that broken part back. It was awful," I say. Noah sighs and hugs me.

"It's okay, Dad. I'm sorry," he says.

"You don't have to be sorry. It wasn't your fault or anything. Sam just had some bad blood and everything," I say. Noah looks at me.

"Is there a chance Sadie or I can develop the disease? We share part of her blood, don't we? What if we get the disease? I don't want to leave you," he says. I put my hand on his strong shoulder to calm him down.

"You're going to be just fine. It wasn't HIV or AIDS, it was leukemia. It doesn't pass on to offspring," I say. Noah stares at me.

"Will you tell me how she was a lot more? I want to know about her. Wasn't she an aggressive person?" he asks me. I laugh and nod my head. My memory flashes back to the many memories with her that involved her beating someone up. I decide to tell Noah the story I remember very much.

Flashback

Sam walks toward me at Ridgeway High School. She sneaks up and taps my shoulder. I turn around and see her. I smile and lean forward to kiss her. Instead of letting me kiss her, she moves her head and slaps my neck.

"Hold it," she says. I laugh and stroke her cheek.

A bully walks past us. He looks at Sam and me and laughs. He walks toward us and smiles.

"How long have you two been married?" he asks us. Sam turns to him and frowns. She has her evil look on her face. I touch her elbow to calm her down.

"We aren't married," I say. The bully laughs and pushes Sam against the locker.

"Then you wouldn't mind it if I did this," he says as he kisses Sam on the lips. Sam squirms underneath him and pushes him away from her body. She glares at him and turns to me. I'm also glaring at him. No one touches or kisses my girl!

"Hey!" the bully shouts. He walks up to Sam and smacks her face. Sam growls and pushes the dude to the floor. She screams and starts attacking him. She throws punches at him fasting than I could say my name.

Ms. Briggs hurries up to us. She pulls Sam away from the bully and scolds at her. She pushes her toward Principal Franklin's office. She turns to me and smiles.

"I still got it," she says with a laugh. I stare at her and smile.

End of flashback

I finish telling the story about Sam. Noah laughs and looks at me.

"She sounded like a great girl," he says. I nod my head and look out into the sunset.

"She was," I say. Noah touches my shoulder and sighs.

"I'm sorry how she died so tragically," he says. I shrug my shoulders and turn to look at him.

"I spent my whole life with her and seven years of happy marriage with her. That was enough for me to be thankful for," I say. Noah stands up and hugs me.

"I'm going to bed," he says.

"Okay," I say. He turns and walks toward the door leading into the house. He stops and turns to me again.

"Dad?" he calls out. I turn to him and smile.

"Yes, Noah?" I ask him. He smiles and winks at me.

"I love you," he says. I smile and wink back at him. That's our special thing.

"I love you too," I say. He runs inside and I turn to look back at the sunset. I sigh and smile at Sam's "hair".

"He's getting closer to remembering you, Sam. He still needs time. Though, he'll get there. He'll remember you someday. I can feel it," I say. I slowly stand up and blow a kiss toward the sunset.

"I love you, Princess Puckett," I say. I slowly turn and walk inside my house and close the door.