Okayyy first things first... lets not all sharpen our pitchforks and head out to kill the dampire... BOTH of the computers in the house died at the same time and then my computer died which means that we were basically computer-less, which was very bad btw. sooo i have good news and bad newss.
Bad news: This weekend may be the last time for a while I'll be able to update
Good news: While this chapter is short, it is the second last one so be happy. Also, im planning on finishing this story sometime this weekend. Enjoy:)
Disclaimer: Pffft, I wishh
"Fine then. Goodbye Teresa." He gave me a curt nod, turned around sharply and stalked out the door. I sat there for about ten seconds in silence before I'd realised what I'd done. I just killed Patrick Jane.
So, after sitting there in a crumpled heap for what seemed like half an hour with tears tracking down my face, I decided that if he wouldn't save himself I would just have to save him. Yeah, I know. Not exactly one of my best ideas considering what had just happened, but at that moment, it seemed like the right thing to do. I couldn't just leave him.
It only took me actually walking out the door and getting in the car to realize that I had no idea where to look for him. He could have gone anywhere, how was I to know. Well, as you can imagine, this started a whole new torrent of tears. I had no idea where the hell to start and if I knew Jane, this whole thing could be over and done with in a flash.
As I sat there pondering this, tears still tattooing tracks down my face, I realized that if he was going to 'be with' his wife and daughter. Where was the one place that people go to be closer to their dead loved ones? God, how could I be so stupid?
I sat up straight, wiped my face with the back of my hand and started the car; heading to the place I hoped with all my heart he would be-alive.
Dont kill mee! There will be a new chapter...and soon! I promise! :D