The car drove across the road speedily, Alana Bloom was driving while absorbed in her thoughts and in a slight feeling of distress. By her side, watching the passing landscape was Will Graham.
After a long time Will decided to finally renounce his life as special agent in the FBI, the time had come, he couldn't try to same anymore lives while his own slipped through his fingers. Alana was happy about this decision and offered her support on everything he would need. That was why in that moment she was driving towards a city she didn't know, far away from all the events that had proved so traumatic for everyone. However she wasn't expecting to feel such sorrow has the time to say goodbye to Will approached.
The car stopped on a calm street, it looked nice with its small buildings, there were trees on the gardens and people walked leisurely up and down the street. In this street was the apartment Will had rented and that already contained all his belongings. They both got out of the car and looked around without saying a word.
"Want me to go up with you? See if everything is in order?" She asked finally, but she actually just wanted a moment to settle the idea that she would have to leave him behind.
"No, actually I'd rather do this on my own, if you don't mind."
"Of course not! Are you sure you don't need anything else?"
"No, I'll be alright. Thank you for everything."
"Anything you need, anything at all, you call me alright? I'll be here in no time!" She said hugging him. "Please be safe!"
Will smiled and hugged her too, he would miss her very much, her support, her company, but in that moment he needed to be confronted with himself and for that he needed solitude. Alana got in the car and Will stood watching her disappear. A feeling of abandonment took over him and he felt like crying, but he wouldn't do it, there would be time for that later on.
He went up to his apartment. There were only a few boxes on the floor, he never had many things but only realized this when he needed to put it into boxes. The furnishings were scarce as well and only the ones that already came with the apartment, an old sofa, a small coffee table, in the bedroom a plain double bed and a wardrobe, the kitchen however was fully equipped, but Will rarely cooked. "I should devote myself to decorate this place, it would be a good exercise to distract myself and maybe it would become more comfortable." He might even find a dog to keep him company.
He sat on the couch contemplating the silence and solitude, he thought of all the things he had yet to do and felt crushed, actually if he could he would stay locked inside the house, for a month, maybe two, being consumed by depression until he gained new will to go out to the world. But he knew that if he did that he would never leave that place again, he needed to go against that feeling of inertia. So in the next day he would go to the local school, where he was called to lecture and say he was ready to start working. It should be an easy job, few hours and few responsibilities. Life in that little town promised to be simple and calm, and Will was hoping to find there the peace of mind he so desperately needed.