Two updates in one day! I mainly did this so I could clear something up! Let me handle the replies first.

-But I Have Promises To Keep
Hey, you're really good at guessing! :D And I love how you think about death. I share a similar opinion. For instance, when I die, I really want to be remembered for something good. :) In the words of Lady Antebellum, 'I Was Here!'

-Things In Ink
Hey! Thanks for the review, and thanks for the comment. Honestly, I'm confused as to how I will make everything fit, but it manages to work somehow. :D

-SVUProductions
Aw! But I like it when people 'yak'. :D Haha, thanks for the review!

-A bit of a nerd
I feared this day would come, but moving on is a healthy habit. :D And seriously, I feel honored that you would check on my story while you visit! ((Btw, I'm still working on the video suggestion. I'll make sure to tell you when I am done with it. :) )) And thanks for the comment. You're amazing!

So, some of you have heard about Jacob Randall. I said he died of a drug over-dose; this is incorrect. He died of suffocation. I don't want to give too much information because I feel like I'm being slightly disrespectful to his memory, but he was taken a little bit of Heroin. When someone takes Heroin, their senses are most likely dulled and they throw up. Jacob was asleep when he threw up and since his senses were dulled, he didn't notice. His airways were blocked by the vomit and he was rushed to the hospital when his parents noticed that he wasn't breathing.

It wasn't suicide either. So, that's all I have to say. :)

Thanks guys! Read and review? Have an awesome day and week!


Mal sat with Natara in the living room, cuddling close as Daniel played by their feet. Natara smiled as Daniel played with a small police car and Niko sat by, wagging his tail.

"I love Sunday afternoons," she sighed happily and Mal chuckled.

"You know what I love? It begins with an N and ends with an A," he whispered.

"Neha?" Natara asked, trying to suppress a grin. Mal gave her an odd look.

"How'd you know?" he asked and Natara laughed and playfully punched his arm.

"I love you, Mal Fallon," she said and kissed him softly.

Mal smiled in return. "I love you too, Natara Fallon."

They looked at each other for a while, doing nothing but smiling. "Mal..."

"Yes, Natara?"

"I'm pregnant."

Mal stopped smiling for a millisecond. His first thought was, 'No!' Then he shook his head and smiled widely. "That's great, Honey! Expanding our family is just what we need!"

"You really think so?" Natara asked, fearing that Mal would get mad once he figured out.

"I know so. Besides, if we're lucky, I might get a princess to spoil."

"Or another son," Natara added, relieved. She leaned against Mal and sighed happily. "I'm so glad you're not mad. I know we don't have enough room for the baby..."

"What are you talking about? Daniel can share a room and we have enough room for a crib in our room if needed."

"You sure? I don't want to move again..."

"Come on, Nat. When have I ever been wrong..."

"Hey buddy," a voice in the distance called. Mal stirred slightly as he felt something wet run across his face in a lapping motion.

"Huh?" Mal asked and sat up wearily. "Wh...What happened?"

Above him stood a business-looking man and Niko was licking his face. The man smiled with relief. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I've been hit with a bus," Mal grumbled in reply as he sat up straighter. "Am I bleeding?"

The man looked over Mal and shook his head. "Nope! Listen, there are some paramedics coming soon. Do you feel okay?"

"I'm fine," Mal replied. "I really have to go though. I have a crime scene to go to!"

"A cop?" the man asked.

"No...I am Mal Fallon, Captain of the San Francisco Police Department."

The business man smirked. "Nice. And I'm Charlie Winters. Sure you're doing okay?"

"I've taken a bullet to the knee, I've been held at gun-point several times, and I have a very demanding, yet beautiful wife who can handle a gun and kill someone in fifteen different ways. I'm also the father of an energetic little boy and a child-on-the-way."

Charlie smiled. "Ah, I take it that you're perfectly fine."

"Or completely insane. I haven't slept right in a couple of days," Mal muttered.

"It'll pass, buddy," Charlie responded kindly.

-C.O.D-

You Are Now Celest Taylor

You stand at the crime scene in tears. However, the officers don't know that they're fake tears. You cover your face as the body of Dustin Ferry is wheeled out of the home. Detective Ken Greene approaches you, a concerned expression on his face.

"Celest?" he asks and you look up, hoping your eyes are red enough.

"Y-yes Detective?" you ask in a shaky voice.

"A few friends of mine suggest foul play in Dustin's death," Ken replies grimly. "I know it sounds hard to handle and I can guarantee you that if this was murder, we'll have the killer behind bars in no time."

"Th-Thank you, Detective. D-Dustin..." you break down again and Ken awkwardly pats your shoulder.

"Why don't you get some rest, Kid. You've had a rough day."

You nod and turn away from him. You walk from the crime scene just as a black, screwed up car pulls into the apartment complex parking lot. You dive out of sight and pull out your cell phone. With rather quick reflexes, you call a familiar number. After a while of waiting a voice comes up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Jessie!" you reply in a fake, happy accent.

"Jessie. My name is Christopher," the person on the other line responds with a sigh. "You probably know why I'm calling."

"Well, Honey, I can assure you that it only gets better," you say, smiling. "I've helped many teenagers much like yourself, drift over the depression and suicidal thoughts."

"Really? So you're like, Mother Theresa or something!"

You hold back a snarl and giggle cutely instead. "Aren't you a funny boy. Say, do you live in the San Francisco area?"

"Of course I do! Would you like to meet up sometime...For dinner?" Christopher asks and you grin maliciously.

"I would love that, Christopher! Just give me the address and I'll meet you there! And then, we can talk about your problem. Because I know there is a solution."