AN: I came up with this randomly so I'm not sure where I'm going with this or if I'm carrying on...if you want me to write more I will :)

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She opened her car door and picked the roses up from the passenger seat. She got out the car then locked the door; putting her keys back in her pocket she went through the large cemetery gates.

Her eyes scanned every name on every head stone she passed even though she knew where the one she wanted lay. The sun was beating down and she fixed the waist band on her skirt.

Her eyes suddenly found the stone she was looking for.

'Eliza Ashlyn Bailey

19th July 1985

25 December 1992'

Rachel's little sister's death had been one of the main triggers of her mother's leaving and her farther's drinking.

The seven year old girl had been playing hide and seek with a then twelve year old Rachel on Christmas Day. Eliza had gone to hide then when Rachel went looking for her, she was no where to be seen.

Snow covered Manchester and more came in the days that followed her disappearance.

Then on the 31st December a pale blue cardigan that she had been seen wearing had been found in the Forrest near their home. There were traces of tears on the sleeve, DNA had matched that of Eliza, but no body had ever been found.

Rachel and her older sister Allison had got the head stone written beneath the name and dates was 'a girl missed by many. Forever in our hearts and with us in spirit. We love you always baby girl from your sisters Ally and Rach and your brother Dom'

Rachel had loved her little sister, still did, some how deep down she still didn't believe she was dead. The fact there was never closure of her sisters death/disappearance had been Rachel's reason for joining the police. She wondered what her sister would look like now if she was still alive. Would she look like Rachel or like Ally? She'd be 28 in July...

"Where are ya Ellie...?" Rachel mumbled tracing the picture on her sister in the frame.

"If you weeped for missing the sunset you'd miss all the shinning stars, I know that goodbye is only hard when you know you'll never say hello again but you must let go of the troubles love to see the blessing of the future..." Someone wisely said behind her.

Rachel turned around and tears filled her eyes...

To be continued ?