Disclaimer: I own no characters, and only borrowed them for a while.
As the trolley holding the black bag was rolled into the waiting van, Serena's eyes then moved to the woman sitting in the back of the ambulance - seeking confirmation that it was indeed true, true that she could sleep at night without fear.
Jo Danville nodded her head, and Serena felt the very littlest of fear begin to fade.
Her gaze held as she watched the CSI lean into the man seated beside her. Her head rested on his shoulder as the man wrapped his arm around her and held her close without a word.
Their gaze was on the departing vehicle, as if they too couldn't believe that it was now over.
His lips were pressed to her crown, and she saw the way Jo's eyes closed as she relished the moment before they rose together.
As they headed for the black SUV, there was nary a space between them, the man holding his woman close. It was obvious to all that they had the support of each other.
Standing in the clamouring crowd, Serena Matthews had never felt so alone.
