Ink POV
"He's dead...I'm sorry Ink."
I cried as Fresh told me. Geno was also crying. He was their brother but... my husband. I started sobbing. I'd have to tell our kids. Though I guess they aren't kids anymore.
Gradient hugged me. They apparently were both listening.
"Mom... it's gonna be ok." Gradient said, tears in his eyes.
Pj was crying to. I can't believe this. He just had to become a cop. I honestly don't know what to do without him! Im sad, I'm- im scared
"I... im gonna be alone in our house... I-I... I don't think I can do that!" I cried.
"No! I'll move back in with you." Gradient said.
"B-But your college-"
"I have two days left. Mom, you're my best friend and mother. I don't wanna see you like this..." he said.
"I'll be around during the day." Pj said.
I hugged both my boys. Nothing will be the same for me ever again.
That night I laid in bed alone. It felt cold and empty with Error not next to me. Tears poured out of my eyes as I remember when we were kids .
We were reading a book about space and he was teaching me.
"So, space is infinite?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's like our friendship. Never ending and mysterious as to how it was created."
I giggled.
"I think our friendship is like a child. And we're the parents." I said.
"Do tell." He responded.
He had that curious look that made him so cute.
"It's growing everyday, sometimes it's hard to deal with but we keep trying to help it grow, and we love it. No matter how hard it is sometimes, we still love each other. Platonically of course."
He smiled. I forced my way under his arm and cuddled him.
I sobbed more now remembering that time. After all the fights and make ups and awkward teenage years we found we loved each other in another way. I remember when he told me.
I was getting beat up by some bullies and Error saw. He was furious. He used his strings to literally tear them apart. So much blood.
He rushed to me and tried to heal me.
"Thanks Error..." I said.
"Ink what the hell happened? You can normally kick their asses." He said, cupping my cheeks with his hands.
"I-I... I dunno. I'm tired." I replied.
He picked me up. I blushed as he kissed my cheek.
"All better?" He joked.
I laughed. He laughed to. God I miss his voice. We got In his car and he drove to our field. He held my hand and pulled me close to him
"Ink, I can't do this anymore I... I love you. More than a friend." He said.
We were silent for a bit. I kissed him gently. He held me.
Gradient knocked on the door and came inside.
"Mom, how are you doing?" He asked.
He then saw I was crying. He laid by me.
  "I miss dad to... but, we'll be ok... I promise." He tried to smile.
 
*two weeks later

Gradients POV
  Mom hasn't talked since dad died. I'm getting worried. She'll barely leave the house, she won't eat, she can't sleep, sometimes she won't even get out of bed.
  She'll wash dishes or sketch and sit with me but that's about it. I often find her sobbing and that's the only time I hear her voice anymore.
  It's like when dad died a large part of her died to. I've stopped her from suicide three times in the past week and keep a very close eye on her.
  She won't talk to the therapist so that's no help and I'm out of ideas. Pj's doing the best he can to console her but that's not working either.
  One night we were surprised that mom came to sit with us. I looked at Pj. He shrugged.
  We were all silent for a long while. Until mom broke the silence.
  "Your father used to pick me up and spin around with me in his arms." Mom smiled and cried. "A-And I would scream of joy and laugh and he would laugh and I would beg him to do it again." 
She laughed a bit.
  "Sometimes... I hear his laugh coming from one of you..."
  We both hugged her.
  "I love you two."
  "We love you to mom..."