An: so I had a weird dream last night and my friend ToxThexMoonxAndxBack told me to turn it into a fanfiction. So lol, its quite dramatic and sad but hey you never know if you never try so please read and review and hopefully this will be more than a one shot but it's up to you lol x thx

No one said anything, everyone had seen the same thing. A man had been stood beside Kate on the edge of the cliff, then he'd said something before pushing her. Ronnie and Sam ran to arrest the man who had so calmly pushed their friend and Henry had to do everything to hold Jake back from attacking the guy.

"Jake!" Henry exclaimed "calm down!"

"He killed her!" Jake shouted "That bastard killed her!"

"Jake!"

"We should've helped her!" Jake was angry and upset why didn't they get to her sooner?!

Henry sighed, he could only just begin to imagine the hurt Jake was feeling. Him and Kate were close, not that either ever said anything. Of cause the first thing he was going to do is be angry and blame everyone else. No one knew the man as Ronnie and Sam dragged him away. No one knew why he'd taken Kate from her home in London, took her to the coast only to throw her off the cliff.

Sea rescue was searching the water for her, trying to find her in case the fall hadn't killed her.

A diver appeared and looked at Henry and Jake before saying "we couldn't find her body at all...we found this thought...on the rocks...is it her..." The man held a necklace in his hand. It had a silver chain but a diamond heart pendant hanging from it.

"Its Kate's..." Jake spoke up taking the necklace in his own hand. "She erm...got it last year for Christmas..."

"She always wore it..." Henry nodded. "She'd never take it off..."

"I'm sorry but...I think maybe the sea's taken your friend..."

It was the one thing no one wanted to hear. Not that anyone had expected her to be found alive.

Jake turned and began to walk away.

"Where are you going, Jacob?" Henry questioned.

"To clear my head." He said not looking back. He walked away from the cliff, he didn't really know where he was going, he was more focused on the image of Kate stood on the edge that kept replaying in his mind.

He wanted her to come behind him, playfully punch his shoulder and call him gullible but she didn't. There was a second where he thought he saw her. She was walking towards the train station. He blinked, she was gone, she was never there. He looked at the necklace he held in his hand, she'd bought him a watch after he broke his (how was another story) so he'd brought her the necklace. He closed his eyes as his memories of that day came back reminding him, she was already gone.

"Where are you, Kate?" He asked the salt air, "where are you?"