Greya's POV...

This is probably the first time in his young life that I thank God Chase is blind. I know he can sense everything around him, but actually seeing Gram's lifeless body laying in a hospital bed with a breathing machine attached to her, is too much for his young eyes to witness.

"What's Grams doing now Greya? Is she sleeping? Can I talk to her?" Oh my heart is breaking for him, for Grams, for me. How do I explain that I have to let her go?

I sit down in the chair close to her bed and pull Chase onto my lap. "Yes buddy she is sleeping but she is not going to wake up."

"Like mom and daddy?"

I hug him tightly. " Yes, like mom and daddy."

"Just like mom, she will go to a better place where she won't have to take any medicine anymore right? And she will still watch over us, be our angel, right Greya?"

"Yea buddy. She will be our angel." This kid has had to grow up way too fast.

Chase slowly gets up off my lap and reaches towards the bed. "Can I hold her hand and talk to her? Can she hear me?" His little voice begins to crack.

I guide his hand into hers. "I hope she can hear us. If there is a chance that she can, we should tell her how much we love her and thank her for being such a wonderful grandmother to us."

"Oh okay," I hear him sniffle.

He wipes his nose with his left sleeve while squeezing Gram's hand with his right one. "Thank you for being the best grandma ever. Thank you for taking care of me and Grey when we had no one else. And thanks for showing Grey how to be a great mom. I know she's my sister but she's my mom now too, and the best mom I can ask for. So please watch over her so I don't lose her too."

I can't hold back the tears any longer. This kid is so smart and strong. He's lost so much and is scared to lose me too.

Chase plants a small kiss on her hand then turns towards me a throws his arms around me. I rub his back while he cries into my shirt. " Please don't leave me Greya, you're all that's left!"

"Shh, shh, we will be okay, I'm not going anywhere. It's you and me now and we can get through everything together."

A small knock on the door pulls us from our embrace. Fynn and Ari walk into the room. Ari is already crying and Fynn gives me a shy smile before giving Chase a hug and rubbing his hand through his hair. Ari and I quickly join in on a group hug and all four of us weep together.

"Are you here to say good bye to Grams?" Chase sniffs.

"Yes little man, we are," Fynn says.

Chase grabs Fynn's hand and leads him to Gram. "You can hold her hand and talk to her," Chase instructs.

Ari and I move away from the bed and watch Chase and Fynn engrossed in conversation. Ari looks so distraught that I wrap my arms around her again. " We will be alright Ari, we still have you and Fynn."

"I know you'll be fine... I just feel so bad. First your parents and now Grams. I don't know how you've kept it all together," she rubs her eyes with her fists.

"I have no choice, I have Chase to think about. He needs me more than ever now."

"So how was the rest of the camp?" Ari looks at me like I'm insane for asking but I need to talk about something else right now.

"It was good," still unsure if she should be talking about soccer at this moment.

"Come on Ar, tell me all about it, I need the distraction. How did the guys do?"

"Um, well we did great! Declan impressed the coaches and Becker scored about five goals," she says and I chuckle. This guy Jasper Cane, who plays on the men's team, he's really good, I think Becker found someone new to compete with," she laughs.

"Of course he did."

"He scored the goals for you Greya. We all wanted to leave so we could be with you. Then after I told them what you wanted me to say, he jolted from the table and told us we were dedicating the rest of the camp to you, so we better kick some ass."

"Really? That doesn't sound like him," I give her a questioning look.

"You better believe it. He was like Becker on steroids the remainder of camp. Then he was all nervous and acting strange the entire ride home."

"That's not uncommon, him acting strange," I remind her.

"Not his typical strange self, more like he kept asking if we talked to you yet and didn't know how to ask if you were okay or not," she shrugs.

Chase walks over to us and holds Ari's hand. "It's your turn Ari," he says and pulls her towards the bed.

Fynn squeezes me to his side. " How are you holding up?"

"As well as expected I guess. I'm not sure if I should ask you guys or not... if you're not comfortable it's ok, but I really need you here with me when the doctor removes the breathing tube."

Fynn kisses my forehead, "Of course we will be here, we won't let you go through this alone."

I hug him back, "I love you Fynn, I'm so glad we have you in our lives."

"I love you too Grey."

After explaining to Chase what will happen next, I leave him in the room with Fynn and Ari and let the doctor know that we're ready.

A few minutes later the doctor enters the room followed by a nurse. The nurse begins turning off the heart monitor and silencing any other machines while the doctor explains the process.

"I'm going to remove the breathing tube. After that it will be quick. You might hear your grandmother take a few short breaths and then you won't hear any more. You can hold her hands or hug her and talk to her," the doctor informs us.

Ari moves to the left side of the bed and takes Gram's hand into hers. Fynn stands close behind Ari and rubs her shoulders in a comforting manner. I guide Chase to hold Gram's right hand while I stand near her head and stroke my fingers softly through her hair.

"I love you and thank you Grams more than you'll ever know. I promise to take care of Chase and always make you proud." I gently kiss her cheek. "Fly free my angel and say hi to mom and dad for us."

There is so much more I need to say... I should've said when I had the chance. When I lost my dad, she lost her son, and instead of grieving on her own, she took responsibility of Chase and I. She gave us a home and helped us the best she could. I knew it was hard on her. She was getting older and helping me with Chase was tiring. She did it selflessly and with grace and I love her for it. Now is her time for peace.

I nod, giving my consent for the doctor to proceed. After he removed the breathing tube we all stay silent, listening for her last remaining breath. After five agonizing minutes, Grams passes away peacefully with the ones she loves by her side. This is the denial stage, I'm reminded as I look at my brother and two best friends with tears flowing from their eyes.