~One Year Later~

Everything's gotten so much worse. I could barely get out of bed in the morning so I didn't. Peter brought me food during the day, Harper is off at Harvard and Austin hasn't been going to school since he wanted to stay here with me. I think Peter could tell I wasn't going to be around for much longer.

Right now Peter and I are sitting in bed talking.

"I don't want to lose you Y/n..." He said sadly.

"I know you don't but there's nothing we can do..." I replied, my tone was low and calm.

"I can't be here without you... Harper is off at college so she won't even be here to say goodbye."

I was about to say something but Austin walked in holding a glass of water. He walked over to my nightstand and set the water down then sat next to me on the bed.

"How are you feeling today Mom?" Austin asked.

"I'm feeling good." I lied. I couldn't tell him that I knew I didn't have much longer.

"Maybe you're getting better then."

"Yeah maybe." I smiled but inside my heart was breaking.

I had just gone to the doctors office and my doctor, Dr. Green, said I only had about 3 weeks to a month. Harper has facetimed me everyday and we would talk for hours but I think she knew it was going to happen soon too. Austin was the only one who had hope.

We all talked and sometimes laughed for about 3 hours. Austin's friend came over so hopefully that would give Austin a distraction,

~2 Weeks later~

It's been 2 weeks. Peter stayed by my side 24/7 and Austin was finally going to school. I've been getting weaker everyday and I've been sleeping a lot more.

It was around 10 PM and I had finally fallen asleep. Peter had been sleeping for a few hours before I fell asleep. I woke up at least 3 times during the night but I didn't think much of it. Around 2 AM I woke up and fell asleep about 5 minutes later.

...

(Peter's POV)

I woke up and saw Y/n sleeping. I looked at her for a few seconds and noticed she wasn't breathing. I grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse. Nothing. I let out a breath and began to tear up.

"No no no no no. Please not now. Not today." I said sadly.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. She was gone...

(Harper's POV)

I facetimed mom at the usual time but she didn't answer which was weird because she always answers. I called again but she still didn't pick up. I had class in 10 minutes but I decided to call dad. A few seconds later he picked up. His eyes were red and I could tell he was crying. I knew exactly what it was about too...

"Is mom okay?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"She's gone..." My dad replied. "She passed in her sleep."

I nodded and began to cry. My mom was gone...

I walked to class but stayed on the phone with my dad. I got to the class and at this point my vision was blurring beceause of all the tears. I sat in my seat and continued talking to my dad and then the professor, Mr. Anderson, walked over to me.

"Miss Parker you need to get off the phone." Mr. Anderson said.

"No I really don't." I replied.

"Yes you do. Get off the phone now."

"I'm talking to my father because my mother just died so get off my ass!"

"Hall. Now."

I got up and walked outside the classroom. A few minutes later, Mr. Anderson walked out.

"Miss Parker, I will not have that behavior in my classroom. Do you understand me? You are at Harvard University. Act like it." He said sternly.

"I don't give a shit whether I'm at Harvard or not. My mother just died and I didn't get to say goodbye so excuse me if I'm on the phone during class but I have a good reason." I replied.

After that I walked back to my dorm, packed a bag and went to the airport.

~ One week later~

(Harper's POV)

It was the day of my mother's memorial service. Me, Austin and our dad were sitting in the front row, along with all of the Avengers. None of us wanted to believe she was gone but we all knew deep down that she was.

The service went on for a while. People made speeches and now it was my turn to say something. I walked up to the microphone stand and lowered it to my height. I took a deep breath then began to speak.

"My mother was a wonderful woman. I think everyone here could agree." People nodded in agreement. "She was always there to lend a helping hand and when she found out she had cancer she did everything in her power to hide it. I found out 2 weeks after she did. I didn't want to believe it at first but I knew it was true. My mother always looked for the good in people. She gave everyone a second chance and when people screwed her over she's give them another chance because she was understanding. I never got to say goodbye... I was at college. I actually planned to fly out this week so I would be there when it happened but unfortunately that didn't happen. It's hard to grasp that she's gone but I know she's in a better place now..." I paused for a moment and pushed back the tears that were threatening to fall. "She was my best friend... I could always talk to her about my problems or my day. No matter what you said to her she wouldn't judge you for it, she would listen and help you through it. I hate that I have to be up here talking about how amazing she was and not how amazing she is but you have to push forward and get through it. Before my mom died she told me that everything woulod be okay when she was gone but I don't know if that's true. What I do know is that she would want us to be strong and move foward, no matter how hard it might be." 

I moved away from the microphone and went back to my seat. My dad hugged me then got up and walked over to the microphone stand. He had to raise it to his height since he's taller than me but it went all the way down to the shortest possible height. Everyone laughed a little from that then my dad fixed the microphone stand and began to speak.

"I came across this video earlier today of my wife and I figured I would play it for all of you." He said sadly.

He hooked up the video and it began to play. My mom popped up on the screen and I began to cry.

"I know this situation isn't ideal but I figured I should probably say something. I mean, everyone has to have last words right? I told my son that I was good everytime he asked how I was doing... but I lied. I shouldn't have but I did it to give him hope. He'd always reply with 'Maybe you're getting better.' I always just played along. Everyone needs hope. My husand and daughter had lost it so I had to give it to my son because how can you live without hope? Everytime I'd see my family smile or hear them laugh I'd feel alive again. Which now that I think about it is ironic because I was dying. The point is, you have to have hope in life or you'll never see the light in the darkness. I know all of you will be okay when I'm gone, you just have to hope. My children will get married and yeah, you won't be able to see me at your wedding but I'll be there I promise. I'll always be there when you need me. It might not seem like that now but eventually you'll understand that no matter how far I am from you guys, I'll find a way to get to you."

My dad turned the video off and then walked back to his seat.

...

After the service was over me, Austin and my dad walked out of the building.

"It's gonna be okay." My dad said.

Austin and I looked at him and nodded. We all hugged each other.

"I bet she's here with us right now." Austin said.

"I bet she is too." I agreed.

My mom was right. No matter how far away she might be, she'll always be here.

Once upon a time, our lives were perfect. We had our family and friends. We told ourselves that nothing could break us apart until it happened. Once upon a time, we found a new beginning.

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading this book! I know it's a sad ending and I may or may not have cried while writing this but I just wanted to say that I'm so thankful for all of your support and I hope you enjoyed Once Upon a Time!