Thoughts on a Certain Detective!
By No1butjoe
A/N: Please, read "Thoughts on a Certain Girl" first.
Disclaimer - I don't own Case Closed.
Summary - Sequel to "Thoughts on a Certain Girl". Rachel has returned to her room, but her thoughts keep drifting - to a missing detective. Rachel's P.O.V.
I close the door, careful not to slam it shut. My eyes rest on my bedroom door. Who am I kidding? I'll never be able to fall asleep tonight! Sighing, I make my way into the living room, plopping down onto the couch, staring at the blank television screen. I don't want to turn on the news for fear of seeing Jimmy on there, dead. I hug the couch pillow close to me, forcing back my tears and sniffing occasionally.
'Jimmy, where are you?' I think.
I glance to my right, where a picture of me and Jimmy sits in a frame. His smiling face causes me to smile slightly, but the pain still remains. I hug the photo close to my heart, almost willing him to suddenly appear at my door with a huge smile on his face.
'I don't know how much more of this I can take,' I think, closing my eyes as tears surface. 'Please, Jimmy, come home.'
The silence in the house is deafening and I hug the pillow closer, my tears starting to fall onto the soft fabric.
"Rachel?"
I turn to my right to find Conan standing there, a concerned look on his face. I quickly wipe my tears and sigh.
"Sorry, Conan," I apologize. "I just can't seem to stop thinking about Jimmy."
"He'll come back."
I glance up at him and gasp. Such determination in his eyes. Familiar eyes.
"Oh, Conan," I cry, embracing him.
He just continues patting my head, telling me everything will be okay. And, for once, I believe it.
A/N: Wow, took me a long time to get this out. Sorry for the wait. Please, R&R!
