Tom's Pov

I sit on the steps of Dec's house alone. Wag refuses to talk to me and Ianite won't even look at me.

"Tom you can visit now." Dec says and I jump up, litteraly.

He leads me into Jordan's room and ny heart shatters.

Jordan looks dead. He's pale and lifeless. I can't believe I let this happen.

"Daddy told me everything would be okay *sniffles*" I look over and Anastasia is sat in the corner of the room crying.

"He's gonna be okay." I say harshly. "He loves you, you do know that right?" Anastasia move up next to me.

I reach out to hold Jordan's hand, "Don't touch." Ianite snaps and I draw back.

"If he loved me you wouldn't be here." I snap at Anastasia causing her to move back to her corner.

She begins to hum and I try to block it out. I don't need comfort from that demon.

"I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse. When I hear a command I obey.

But I know of a spot in my house, where no one can stand in my way!

In my own little corner in my own little chair I can be whatever I want to be!

On the wings of my fancy, I can fly anywhere.

And the world will open its arms to me."

I begin to cry. This is exactly how I feel sometimes! But not in a corner or a chair. In Jordan's loving arms.

Jordan's fingers twitch as Anastasia sings on. Is this how he felt? Like he had no where to go but a corner. Ehere h-he tried to take his own life.

Ianite's Pov

Tom begins to sob as he listens to Anastasia sing.

He realizes what he never saw in Jordan. What no one, not even me, did.

Jordan has Tom and I, but he was more lonely than anyone in the whole realm.

"C-can I have some time a-alone with him?" Tom asks as Anastasia ends her song.

I nod teleport Anastasia and I back home. "How is he?" Spark asks his hands falling around my waist.

I just lay my head on Spark's strong chest.

Tom's Pov

"J-Jordan I'm s-so sorry." I sob into Jordan's bedsheet. I can't believe I just adandoned him! I should've found out more before I ended it.

I feel a weak hand be placed on my back. I look up and Jordan is awake!

"Shh." He says and I lay my head back down. His hand runs up and down my back.

"T-Tom I really really love you. But I'm not s-sure if we should stay together."

I sit up and take hold of Jordan's hand. "Jordan b-"

"We won't call it anything but a break. I'm not ready to be back with anybody yet."

Three days later

Jordan's Pov

"How is she?" I ask Spark,

"Ianite she- I- She isn't well Jordan. Anastasia is okay. She's grown rapidly as I'm sure you know. Steve is training her."

"Wait what? Training! No. I don't want her to." Spark frowns and looks down.

"Jordan you don't understand. She holds to much power. I'm not letting her turn out like Martha." He says sadly.

"She's not you're daughter!"

"You're right, she's not mine. Ianite doesn't have long Jordan. She'll be all we have left of her." Spark lets out a breath and fans his eyes. "Gosh I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't be like this." He smiles but its fake. I know because my 'smile' looks the same.

"Spark you have every right to be sad. She's your wife not mine." I say but Spark doesn't buy into it.

"If you would've been straight she would've been yours."

"You wrote a poem in your cell. Let me hear it." I say taking out my book.

"The city it runs cold today. Sunshine it is shinin' grey.

And I wish I could dig straight down block it all away.

Don't know if I have ever herd you sing but I hear it. Don't know if I have ever held your hand but I seek it.

Don't know if I have ever loved but I feel it. Put the puzzle back together.

See what I'm dreamin' when I find the pices."

I feel my jaw drop. "Let me read you mine." I half whisper.

"Faces echo with no name. Strangers feel like home but fake.

And I wish I could dig straight down block it all away.

But in the dark there's still sound and nothings changed." I pause and Spark looks astound.

"Here's where it gets weird." I say before continuing.

"Don't know if I have ever herd you sing but I hear it.

Don't know if I have ever held your hand but I seek it. Don't know if I have ever loved but I feel it.

Put the puzzle back together. See what I'm dreamin'"

"I never knew what went after mine. I just knew it wasn't finished." Spark says and I hand him the book.

"I felt it was incomplete as well I just didn't know why."

"Dec when can he leave?" Spark asks Dec who suddenly is in the room.

"Today if he must." Dec's accent is on point! Makes me miss Tom.

Ianite's Pov

"Mom are you sure you're okay?" Anastasia, now a young women, (13) asks me.

"I'm *cough cough* fine." I pat her hand to assure her. I can tell she wants to go out with her friends.

"Why does Chrissy hate me?" She suddenly asks. My heart drops at the mention of Chrissy. She's let the fame get to her.

"She doesn't hate you Anastasia. Just doesn't understand why you're hear. Now listen Jordan may not react well to the growth. He loves you I can tell. Don't forget that promise?"

Before she can reply Jordan and Spark walk in.

I see Jordan's eyes fill with tears as he looks at our daughter.

"Anastasia w-" I see her smile before hugging him. "I'm glad you're okay." She says.

"Steve he's been training you?" Jordan asks.

"And Martha, but she doesn't like it much. I'll leave you three alone." The door clicks shut behind Anastasia and Jordan instantly is at my side.

"You're sick. What's wrong?"

"Don't worry about me. I know my days are limited and that's okay. We're all going to pass adventually." I try to calm him.

"Is there anything I can do? To make what's left perfect." Jordan asks and I sigh. There is one thing I want before I go.

"I want to see you and Tom happy again. Together as partners." Jordan lets a tear fall then another. "Tom hates me Ianite. I want to be with him-"

"That's enough. You want to be with him. Your love won't come back imediantly but slowly. You must be patient my boy." I feel myself smile as Jordan does.

"Thanks M' Lady. You'd tell me if anything happens as far as your heath concerns. Right?" He asks his hand intertwining with my own.

"Of course."