wraps his arms around her waist. The two stood there for a moment as they silently listened to the Christmas music playing. 

The two finally pull away and Harley wipes her tears. 

"I'm gonna head back upstairs," Chase says pointing towards the elevator. "You coming?"

Harley smiles. "I'll be up there in a minute." He smiles at her before walking out of the lab. She sighs as she walks over to the desk, takes a seat on the chair, and holds the snow globe in her hands. Her thumbs run over the initials S.J. over the bronze.

"Merry Christmas, Dad."