What do I do now that I'm all alone, What we did together beats anything I've done alone
Since the day that you left, I've been asking myself
Is this how it's gonna be, Without you what do I do with me

He was gone, he actually left her without telling her goodbye. Janette couldn't believe it after everything they had been through after...it was just too unbelievable that he had finally found his cure and couldn't even tell her he was leaving with that doctor who had done this to him, but now was not the time to dwell on this she did have a club to open.

I don't wanna go out but I just can't stay home
I don't need company but I sure don't wanna be alone,
And to tell myself that I'm doing well is only making believe
Without you what do I do with me

She really didn't want be here tonight but she truly didn't want to stay home alone. For the last eight centuries she had always had Nichola or she was the buffer between him and LaCroix and now that he was gone and LaCroix hot on their tracks she truly had no idea what she would do, oh she could always get a new plaything but they would never be her Nichola. Even thru his incessant quest to regain his mortality she had always believed it wouldn't, couldn't happen but now he had found it and moved on and as much as she wanted to and loved him she would not ruin his happiness.

Without you where do I go
Where do I turn
I'd sure like to know
What do I do with all of our things,
And how do I spend all this time on my hands
I've tried everything I've been racking my brain
It must be as bad as it seems,
Without you, what do I do with me

The club was a success but then they all were but tonight she did not feel as happy as she should. She sat on her bed going thru an old box she kept that held all the things Nicholas had given her over the years and she knew every time she had to look at them they would bring nothing but sorrow she could not bring her self to throw them away. She thought fondly as she held a key in her hand to the old Victorian home that she and Nichola had shared in the late 1800's and all the time they had spent just lying in each other arms. As she tossed the key back in the box red blood tears began their decent down her cheeks "I will miss you mon amour, but what will I do with me" she whispered as she buried her face in her hands.

Without you, what do I do with me