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It was raining out and Amelia had been staring at the broken earth for several minutes. Nobody had come, but Sam, Reid, Casey, and the others. She didn't really count Reid among them because he had been stupid enough to bring Lucy. She placed a basket of lilies and whit tulips next to the headstone and felt it suddenly flood her. Drenched from head to toe and the last person left standing next to her mother's grave she felt the loneliness engulf her in crashing, heavy, wave. The flood burst forth and she had to clutch her chest to keep from collapsing as the tears poured out hot and furiously.

"Amelia, everyone's waiting."

"I think you've done enough." She said, wiping her eyes. "I wish you'd just leave me alone."

"We have a deal remember," he said lamely, trying to make her laugh. Her shoulders began to shake and she turned to laugh coldly at him. "A deal. I'm afraid that went right out the window when you brought her into this."

"Leave Lucy out of this."

"Why?" she snapped, causing Reid to wince, "don't think I don't know what's happened between you two-what's happening now. I'm not an idiot.

Her eyes flashed, and instead of their usual warm chocolate hue, they were an icy silver.

"I don't enjoy being toyed with or being played the fool," she glared at Lucy, who was standing not far away watching them argue.

Reid shook his head, feel a chill creep through his body as something in the atmosphere change. The others had gotten out of their cars, sensing the shift.

"You're not Amelia," he whispered.

"She thinks she's so lucky, so perfect." She was staring at Lucy full on and Reid could see her shiver under Amelia's arctic stare. "That perfect, flawless skin."

She turned back to Reid and cocked her head to one side. "I wonder how she'll feel about her luck now."

The air crackled and Amelia's eyes rolled back and she began to fall. Reid caught hold of her just as she neared the ground and saw a flash of yellow of in the distance.

Her head pounded and when she opened her eyes, she could barely see, as the tiny bit of light that trickled through the blinds in her window blinded her and caused her to cry out in agony. Her body was stiff and ached with each movement.

"What the fuck did you do to my girlfriend," someone snarled. Her vision blurry, Amelia tried desperately to focus on Reid, who was sitting in the corner of her room in a plus recliner.

"What," she asked, trying to understand. "Lucy?"

"Yeah, her," he spat, "the one who looks like she been whipped for days on end. You know, the one who's in the hospital with large, gaping, wounds all over her body."

"Whipped?" she asked again, still not understanding. Casey held up a hand at Reid to quiet, and searched Amelia's eyes with his own equally dark eyes. "You don't remember?"

"I just remember cry next to Mom……" she trailed off, biting her lip to stop the tears from falling.

"You've been asleep for a week," he said gently. "The doctor in the infirmary said it's just emotional exhaustion or some crap, but we know it's something more."

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