AN: Today I made the realization that I cannot write and chew gum. I guess it's a concentration thing.

Anyway, I want to dedicate this chapter to my very first reviewer. Thank you, its your review that inspired me.

I paced across the floor checking and rechecking the clock. Two hours had past since Mello left to Near's. What could be holding him up, I thought to myself. This had happened before, I recalled, and Mello made it back unharmed. So, there was nothing to worry about, right?

I shook my head violently pressing the palm of my hand to my forehead as if to check my temperature. I paced some more. Mello had better make it back safely, or I was going to go insane.

I decided to sit down that night on the couch. Crossing my legs, I sat Indian style staring up at the clock that hung on the wall isolated. Minutes seemed to go by like hours. It was the fourth minute that went by when I decided that I could not take it any more.

I wondered where Mello might have gone. Perhaps he needed something on the way home or he—I didn't want to ponder such a thought. He would never do something like that to me. Not again, I hoped.

I hung my head down deciding to forget about it and wait up for him. Mello would be back. He would always come back to me no matter what. At least that is what I wanted to believe.

Closing my eyes, I felt like maybe I did have doubts in this world. That maybe I couldn't trust Mello as much as I longed to. Cuddling closer to myself, I pushed the thought out of my head. It was foolish at best. Mello was my best friend. I would never doubt him.

I hope it wasn't too shabby. Its been a while so, if there are any suggestions please tell me. All reviews accepted. Thank you.