The biggest lie of all...

The Biggest Lie of All is always 'It'll be ok'

A/N Just a short One Shot because I still think the Joe/Rachel section should expand!

I've been back from Greece for 4 days.

The first day I got back I dialled the phone, but hung up.

The second day I typed an email but never hit send.

The third I fixed my old comms unit but broke it after hearing her voice.

The fourth I heard a knock on the door but I never opened it. Instead the door opened with a slam and the one person I never wanted to see again barged into my apartment. Her bloodshot eyes were ready to cry, her normally flawless hair messed up and standing in all directions. Just seeing her unhappy made my heart break once more.

"It's your fault." She whispered.

I didn't defend myself. I didn't say a word in response, because I knew her words were true.

"It's your fault." She whispered once more.

We're standing opposite each other, a few metres in between, just inside my apartment.

"I know." My voice is cracked and like hers my voice is barely audible.

"You should have been there for him." She took a step closer. "You were supposed to be there for him."

"I know."

I closed my eyes.

"Why were you there anyway? The CIA had nothing to do with your little operation."

I don't respond and open my eyes. She's standing only a breaths width away, the tears are yet to fall but I can see the moisture at the edges of her chocolate brown eyes.

"It's your fault." She murmurs.

I nod, tearing my eyes away from hers, it's too painful to see the hurt in her eyes and know I'm the reason why.

"It's your fault." She repeats once more, louder than before.

As her voice tails off silence falls and we're left staring at one another. But then suddenly after only a mere second of the dreaded silence everything breaks. The raindrops fall from her eyes, her self-control is lost and her fists begin to attack my abdomen, my chest, my arms. She's slapping my face in anger; the only hint that she doesn't want to kill me. I stand there and watch, I let her hit and slap and punch me without a word. I let her sob and cry and shout, I feel as numb as I did four days ago when it happened.

"I HATE YOU!" She yells.

"I know."

"IT'S YOUR FAULT."

"I know."

"HE'S GONE BECAUSE OF YOU!"

"I know."

"HE LEFT US BECAUSE OF YOU"

"I know." My voice unlike before is louder. "I KNOW!" I shout as loud as hers.

Then suddenly another bound of silence hits us, she steps back her fists drop from my soaking shirt, and she hastily wipes her eyes.

"You know. Do you?" She steps forward. "Do you know really? That Cammie is left without a father. That she will always be fatherless because of you Joseph Solomon-"

I cut her words off by enveloping her in a hug so tight she couldn't wriggle away. She fought against me to start with but I was stronger than her and she soon gave in. Her tears returned and she sobbed once more.

"Ssh..Rach." I mumble into her hair. "We'll get through this."

I tell her words of nothingness, I try everything yet nothing to calm her; everything but 'that it'll be ok' because everybody knows that's the biggest lie of all.