I had to re-write this chapter.
Thanks to kellifer, bludtizfan, and copswife for trying ot help me figure out what's wrong.
Several days later they were not much further to solving the Gracie Brooks missing persons case. Vicki was lying in bed that evening contemplating closing it. The only leads they had were from her ex-boyfriend Gary and best friend Mariah. They said that Gracie really hated the city and couldn't wait to get out someday. The only clue they had, pointed to a runaway and nothing more. Vicki fell asleep thinking about the case.
She looked in the mirror that evening and thought the image looking back is not what it used to be. She remembered she was attractive when she was younger; she had soft skin, big brown eyes, curly brown hair, and a lovely petite figure. The image that looked back at her showed pale wrinkly tissue-paper skin, tired eyes, and gray hair. She looked at herself and wondered how James still thought she was beautiful. She took a deep breath and looked around the room, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells. She smiled as she walked over and smelled the lilacs James picked her for her birthday and thought 'its such a shame they don't grow all year round, they must be what heaven smells like'. She heard the sound of laughter coming from the neighbors open window and thought about all the good times she and James had over the years. She thought about their children and grandchildren. She and James lived a long and wonderful life together. She couldn't imagine her life without him, but knew it was time. She went to find her husband, and when she found him, he looked at her with his beautiful blue eyes. He knew it was also time and they walked up the stairs together hand in hand. They undressed and crawled into the big oak bed. Slowly and gently they made love for the last time. Every move reminded them of falling in love and discovering that they were meant for each other. Afterwards they shared a final 'I Love You' and then they kissed and fell asleep in each other's arms, and never woke up.
Vicki woke for once, not in pain or gasping for breath, but with the haunting of feeling of a love that has lasted a lifetime.
Vicki put on her glasses and looked outside, noticing it was not yet sunset. She dressed, hurried over to Henry's and sat outside his door until he woke up. While she waited she thought about how their friendship changed since defeating Astoroth. She realized that Henry had become her best friend and instead of pushing him away, she wanted to be closer to him. The short time that she had to wait for him to wake seemed like an eternity.
Sorry everyone but I had to redo this chapter. I don't like it something is off. It's not grammar or spelling so please don't go over it with a fine tooth comb looking for every little error. There's just something that's not right.
Reviews are appreciated, if figure out what's wrong and its not spelling or grammar...please feel free to share.