Author's Note: Well, this is it. This is the last chapter. I want to thank everyone who has read this fic. I have enjoyed writing this very much, but it might be my last Cold Case fanfic, as my interest on the show is not the same anymore. Time will tell.
On the first chapter I promised to dedicate a chapter to the real case, but unfortunately I do not have the time to do this now. Also, I think it goes against rules to publish a non-fiction chapter. Anyway, if anyone cares, this was based in the Daniella Perez case, which happened here in Brazil in 1992. Most of the facts here are fictional, though. The original case wasn't so complicated and never went cold.
Again, thanks for everyone who's reading. Please leave a review!
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"Falling Stars"
Chapter 10 – Truths
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"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Vaughn," Stillman says, after they enter his office. Even though they won one battle against DA Brown, the war is far from over. Better treat Charlie Vaughn nicely, at least while he's still merely a possible suspect.
"Let's get right to the point here, Charlie," Lilly doesn't wait a second to begin, "We have a witness claiming you and Jill had a nasty argument in the night of her death. Forgot to share that with us on our first talk?" She asks.
"No, I didn't forget," he answers. "But it was totally irrelevant to the subject of that conversation, which was Jill's murder."
"And of course, when she told you that she was leaving the play and leaving you with no lead actress, and no previous warning, you were really understanding and wished her good luck," Lilly says, smiling sarcastically.
"Obviously, I was pissed off, Detective," Charlie answers, annoyed by the way Lilly was talking to him. "She not only told me she was leaving the play, she told me she was giving up on acting and leaving the city. That would be awful publicity for us. Not to mention that Alice wouldn't want to put another actress in Jill's place," he explains. "I just tried to put some sense into her head."
"Which you failed, we assume," Stillman says.
Charlie nods, "She was resolute."
"Did she tell you why she was doing it?" Lilly asks.
"No," Charlie answers. "I thought maybe she had an affair or something… Jill was the kind to give it all up for a man. And she and Peter were separated. But the truth is I have no idea of her motivations."
"Charlie, we need to ask, where were you in the night of Jill's death?" Stillman asks.
Charlie looks calm, since he was already expecting that question. "After she left, I went back to the Theater and stayed there the whole night, with a bottle of the very best scotch you could find."
"Anyone can confirm that?" Lilly asks.
Charlie shrugs. "I assume the security people would have seen me there, but I don't have any name to give to you."
Lilly sits in Stillman's desk, next to the chair where Charlie is. "Let's be honest with each other, Charlie. We know you are not sharing everything you knew and did around the time of Jill's murder."
Charlie just looks at them. This was going to be really bad, he thinks, but it's better to disguise his concern. "You can ask a direct question to me, Detective." He says, coldly.
"Why were you so worried about the fact that Jill's dirty laundry could become public after her death?" Lilly asks.
Charlie sighs. They are really well-informed, it seems. "Look, Alice was already going through hell with the murder. Everyone that cared about Jill, and I include myself in that group, was in pain. Jill was dead and whatever mess she was involved with, was better buried with her."
"That's very noble of you," Stillman says, with a bit of sarcasm in his voice. "And how much did you know about Jill's problems?"
"I knew most of it," Charlie answers. "I knew that girl since she was born. I had to go pick her up at parties, drunk and high, countless times when her mother was working."
"Those were the only things she did?" Lilly asks, sitting in Stillman's desk. "She got drunk and high… and then, what else she did? With whom?"
Charlie remains silent. "Charlie, we already know that you found the dossier on Nina Adams. And don't try to make us believe that you were worried that people found out Jill was simply investigating a friend," Lilly adds.
"Can you imagine the scandal? What it would do to Alice? Your daughter gets murdered and then you find out she had had a child, given it up for adoption… a whole double life. It would kill her," Charlie tries to explain himself.
"Why did you care so much about Alice and Jill? No offense, but you don't give out the impression of being such a warm and caring guy," Lilly says. "Unless you were connected to them in other ways."
"What are you talking about?" Charlie asks, almost offended.
"Well, you said you knew Jill since she was born, so I assume you knew Alice before that," Lilly answers, making pretty clear what she's thinking.
Charlie laughs. "Detective Rush… I heard you're an amazing investigator but this time you couldn't be more mistaken."
"Then explain to us, Charlie?" Lilly asks, harshly. "Why were you so worried about Jill's secret? We can't understand."
"You can't understand because you don't know half of this story!" Charlie explodes. "And you have no idea who Jill Hannigan was."
Lilly and Stillman are surprised with Charlie's outburst. They are even more surprised when they notice his watery eyes. "Jill had a good heart. At that time when we were doing the play, she had changed a lot. Cleaned herself up. But she had done so many stunts in her life… and hurt so many people."
Charlie takes a moment, and regains his self-confident posture. However, he's still emotional. Lilly and Stillman remain silent, having no idea where this is going. "When I was younger, I had a serious gambling problem, as you already know. What most people didn't know is that I also had a strong liking for vodka and scotch," he tells. He takes several pauses while talking, making it look like a really painful conversation to him. "I wasn't an addict, but I was frequently under the influence of alcohol. Anyway, one day I was playing cards with some friends at my house when I got a call from Jill. She had gone to a party and got so drunk she couldn't even remember where her car was."
"What about Alice?" Lilly asks.
"She was in Boston, I think, making arrangements for a play we were performing there," Charlie answers. "Jill would always come to me when her mother was out of town."
Stillman nods, "Go on."
Charlie nods and goes on, "I drove Jill to her house. I wasn't good enough to drive, I admit, but I was certainly better than she was. We arrived, and don't ask me how and why, but she ended up convincing me to sniff some cocaine she had with her."
Lilly and Stillman share a look. This is not going to end well. "She was beautiful and fresh. I was old, lonely and drunk," Charlie says. "I'm not making any excuses to myself, but I certainly wouldn't have done it if I were sober." He smiles sadly. "She was intelligent, that's for sure. She wanted to try an acting career and she knew it would be interesting if she had something to control the man who directed all of her mother's plays." He shakes her head, disgusted, and looks down to the floor.
"Charlie," Lilly calls, terrified about the thought that was coming to her mind, "When did this happen?"
Charlie raises his head, and looks at Lilly, "A couple of days before the Christmas of 1986," He answers. "Now you understand why I was so worried about Jill's secret not coming out, don't you?"
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"What??" Scotty asks, incredulous as Lilly shares the revelations of her talk with Charlie Vaughn. "Wow. I don't even know what to say."
"Keep it down," Lilly says to Scotty, making a sing with her head towards Alice Hannigan, who's still waiting to hear the update on the investigation. "She doesn't know yet."
"How come your daughter gets pregnant and you don't even know about?" Scotty asks, rhetorically. "These people are really messed up."
"And it's about to get a little worse," Nick says, approaching the other detectives, along with Will. "She called Jill's husband to get the update as well." Lilly and Scotty turn their heads to the spot where Alice Hannigan is, and they see Peter Campbell arriving and sitting next to her.
"He's gonna love to hear what Charlie had to say about his wife," Will says, shaking his head, also disgusted and shocked with the new turns of the case.
"You put Jill's friends on the interrogation room?" Stillman asks, approaching the detectives.
"Yeah," Will nods. "We are going there now," He says, as he and Nick go to the interrogation room.
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Paris McDonald, Chad O'Reilly and Kelly Simpson are all sitting down in one of the interrogation rooms of the Philadelphia Police Headquarters. Paris and Kelly had been warned on the day before that they would need to come to further clarifications. Paris had put herself at the disposal of the detectives while Kelly was advised to come to Philadelphia as soon as possible, and she managed to find a flight arriving in Philly that morning. Will and Nick picked up the two women and stopped by at Chad's house to "invite" him to come along.
Chad is a very handsome man. Tall, dark blonde hair and beautiful green eyes. Someone girls would be crazy about. Now in his early thirties, Chad worked as a music producer but still made nice amounts of money as a model. And he, Paris and Kelly looked as close as they always were.
The three friends stay silent in the room. Chad is the only one who's a little nervous, occasionally getting up and walking from one side to the other. "Sit down, Chad," Paris says to him, annoyed. "You're making me nervous."
"Am I the one making you nervous?" Chad asks. "The fact that you are in a interrogation room in the Police Headquarters doesn't make you nervous?"
Paris laughs, "Well, I've been questioned by the police before. And so have you, so don't make a big deal out of this."
At this moment, Will and Nick enter the room. "We appreciate the presence of you three here," he says, "This shouldn't take long."
As he starts talking to the three friends, Stillman walks with Alice to the room besides that one, and they stand by the glass wall. Upon hearing that Chad, Paris and Kelly were there Alice insisted in hearing their interrogation. That had a huge potential to be a lousy idea, but they ended up caving in.
"This question is to all three of you," Will starts in the interrogation room, "Do you remember a girl called Nina Adams?" He asks.
The friends look at each other, not surprised to hear this name. "She went to high school with us," Kelly answers.
"We were a little mean to her," Paris adds. "You know, the popular ones, making fun of the nerds, that kind of stuff."
"One day she got pregnant and we never saw her again," Chad adds, "Why is this relevant? I heard she died before Jill."
Will smiles, sarcastically, "It's relevant because you are all lying," he says. "And you heard of her again, not long before Jill died." The room is in complete silence. The friends look down or to the sides. No one faces the detective sitting in front of them.
No word from anyone. "Let's be honest here. August 1st, 1987. You were all with Nina Adams, weren't you?" Will asks, his voice tone higher and harder. "According to a document supplied by theHospital of the University of Pennsylvania, that's the night Nina Adams gave birth to a baby girl. It's quite impressive how that came to be, since Nina had died in a car crash in 1985."
The friends are still quiet, but you can notice some watery eyes in Kelly. Nick keeps going, "And you were all there when she gave birth. Because it wasn't Nina. It was Jill."
"She was desperate," Paris is the first to have the guts to say something. "She knew she couldn't raise that child. It would be a disaster to her career and to her mother's."
"She regretted what she had done," Kelly says. "What would Alice say if she found out that Jill had drugged up Charlie and had sex with him?"
"Taking Nina's identity was just a way to keep everything under the rug," Chad keeps going with the explanation. "She took advantage of the fact that Alice spent most of that year in England. She came back around November… the kid had been adopted by then."
Watching behind the glass, Alice is speechless. Stillman puts a hand in her shoulder. "I'm sorry," he says.
Alice lets the tears run down her face. "It's been thirteen years since my daughter's death and only now I'm realizing I didn't know her at all," she says. Her eyes had a constant sadness, but now, they seem almost dead.
"How is this relevant?" Paris asks. As her friends she's really uncomfortable with the subject. "It all happened five years before Jill's death."
"It does connect with the alibi you three have for the night of the murder," Will replies, "Doesn't it, Chad?"
Chad takes a few moments before answering, "Yes, it does." He says, and looks down.
Kelly and Paris have a puzzled look on their faces. "What is he talking about?" Kelly asks Chad.
Chad doesn't answer, but Will takes the cue, "On the night of Jill's death, you two were called to a police station to help your friend here, weren't you?"
"Yes," Kelly nods, "Some cops picked up Chad accusing him of abducting a minor. But it was a misunderstanding. The kid was wandering around and Chad found her, and couldn't let her on the street," she explains, still trying to understand what's going on.
Paris' mind is a little faster than her friend's. She looks at Chad for a few moments, her mouth hanging slightly open in shock. "You son of a bitch", she says, looking at Chad. "That was Jill's child?"
Chad nods, "Yeah. She was going to run away with the girl. At that night, she told Charlie she was leaving the play, and she was going to meet me in a gas station a few blocks away from the Theater. I was going to give the girl to her, and they were going to take off, I don't know where, and I don't know how."
Kelly looks devastated, "How come you never told us?" She asks, with tears in her eyes.
"I know that Jill wouldn't want the kid's life to be disturbed anymore," Chad answers. "Besides, I knew the girl's parents hadn't done because they were at the Police Station the whole time."
Nick looks at Paris and Kelly. "Are you seriously trying to make us believe that you didn't know about any of this?"
"I knew she had found her child," Kelly answers, "And that she planned on trying to get the girl back. But I didn't know that she asked Chad to kidnap her."
"Jill was smart," Paris adds. "She wasn't going to spill the whole story to a single person. But it does explain why she came to me a couple of weeks with a story that a friend of hers needed to leave the country as soon as possible, and asked if I knew someone who could help with the documentation."
"And you didn't suspect it could be Jill?" Will asks.
"At that moment, no," Paris answers. "Now it seems obvious but she asked this to me in a typical day, while we were getting ready to go on stage. I didn't even think about it."
The detectives watch the three friends a few moments. Jill gave a piece of the puzzle to each person she knew. But no one could put it together, until now.
"Chad, what went wrong at the night you were delivering the child to Jill?" Will asks. Chad was probably the last person who saw Jill alive, so he could have seen something or someone, or maybe noticed a weird attitude in his friend.
"Like I said, we were supposed to meet in a gas station," Chad begins. "It was around, I don't know, midnight probably. I was there with Michelle, trying to calm her down and make her stay quiet," He takes a deep breath, "Then I saw Jill's car turn around the corner."
Flashback to 1992
It's a very dark and cold night in Philadelphia. In a closed gas station, Chad is waiting with little Michelle Andrews. He holds her hand tightly, "Don't worry, honey, mommy is coming to you any moment," he says to the terrified-looking young girl.
They see Jill's car turning around the corner. She quickly pulls in the gas station. Chad and Michelle stand behind a counter, likely used for clients to pay. A car driving by wouldn't see them standing there. Chad waits for a sign to take Michelle to the car.
However, a red car pulls in the gas station, right after Jill. Ten, twenty seconds go by and nothing. Chad knows he can't approach Jill's car if someone else is there, so he stays put, making sure he and Michelle are invisible.
Next thing, Chad sees as Jill decides to leave the gas station. She tries to back away and make a turn back from where she came from, but the other car is blocking her. She honks, but the car won't move. She then leaves in the other direction, in medium speed, and she's quickly followed by the other car.
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"I figured Jill would drive around the block and come back," Chad explains, "But I stayed there for almost an hour and she didn't show up. When I decided to leave, a police car spotted me and that's when I was taken to the police station.
"You didn't see who pulled in the gas station after Jill?" Will asks.
Chad shakes his head. "No. I couldn't see very well from where I was standing, and I couldn't risk being seen," He answers. "However, I believe it was a red Corvette," he adds.
"Wait a minute," Paris jumps in. "I know someone who owned a red Corvette in 1992."
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The four detectives and Stillman are now together in their main room. "Jill made sure no one was on to her plans," Scotty says.
"She was giving it all up for her child," Lilly says. "That would piss a lot of people off."
"The fact that she had a child would be more than enough for that," Nick says.
"How's Alice?" Lilly asks Stillman.
"Hanging in," Stillman answers, "I found a private room for her to sit down for a while. Peter Campbell is with her, he also has a lot to digest."
"Well," Lilly sighs, "It's time to put an end to this," She says, as she and Scotty enter one of the interrogation rooms.
At the same time, Nick and Will enter the other interrogation room.
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"Well," Lilly says to them man sitting in a chair in the interrogation room, "Didn't expect to see you again so soon, John Graham."
"Me neither," John replies, sarcastically. "I've already told you everything I know."
"We wanted to clarify some points," Scotty says, "Your wife is already helping us out in the other room."
John looks shocked to hear that. "Ex-wife," he corrects, "And you're wasting your time, because she barely knew Jill Hannigan."
"Let's remember what you told us before, shall we?" Lilly begins, "You said you witnessed a nasty argument between Jill and Charlie Vaughn on the night of her death."
"Exactly," John nods. "They argued for about fifteen minutes and then he followed her outside."
"Here's one thing we don't understand, John," Lilly says, "You were worried enough about Jill's career moves that you were willing to pay her private investigator to see what she was up to. Now, when you finally found out that she was leaving, that your biggest fear was coming true, you did nothing?"
"If Charlie couldn't make Jill change her mind, I certainly wouldn't be able to do that," John answers.
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On the other interrogation room, a thirty-something woman is waiting. She seems impatient and rather nervous, her eyes traveling around the room incessantly. Her medium length hair looks already a bit messy, since she has run her hand trough it countless times.
"We appreciate your presence, Mrs. Graham," Nick says as he and Will enter the room.
"It's Miss Prince," she corrects, angrily, "John and I have divorced oven ten years ago."
"Oops. Sorry," Nick says, not looking sorry at all.
"What do you want for me?" Diana asks, angrily. "I have other places to be. I have to pick up my son from school."
"Tell us about Jill Hannigan and your ex-husband," Will demands, calmly.
Diana laughs sarcastically, "So I guess I wasn't the only one who saw something there."
Nick and Will remain silent, and with their eyes they tell her to simply get to the point.
"OK," Diana begins, "A few months before Jill's death she and John were very secretive, always had something to discuss privately. However I never had proof of any real involvement."
"Do you have any idea what they talked about so much?" Nick asks.
"John told me that she was going to help him with job opportunities," Diana answers. "I warned him that Jill made that kind of promise to everyone, but he didn't believe me; said I was just envious."
"What about the night of Jill's death?" Will asks. "Did you see her?"
"I ran into her on backstage, but we didn't talk," Diana answers. "After the presentation ended I was waiting for John outside the Theater, and I saw her storming out and leaving, looking a bit nervous."
"Anyone followed her?" Nick asks.
"Well, when she stepped outside the Theather Charlie Vaughn was with her, but after she drove away he got back in," She explains. So Charlie was really clean. "John came out a little bit afterwards, and told me Jill and Charlie had had the fight."
"Really?" Will says, trying to look surprised, "And did he tell what it was about?"
"He told me Jill was leaving the play," Diana answers, "We were as crushed as Charlie."
"Why?" Will asks, this time really surprised.
"Well, Body and Soul John's big break. With the season's being cut short, who knows what would happen to his career. And to mine as well, since I worked with the costume designers of the play," she explains, "I freaked out, because I was already pregnant."
"And so you decided you would try to make Jill change her mind?" Nick asks straightforwardly.
Diana is taken aback by that question. She remains silent for about thirty seconds, the longest ones for the people inside that interrogation room.
"Well," she starts, uncertain, "John asked me if I thought we should talk to her."
"And…?" Will says, impatient with her lingering.
"And I said that maybe we should, that maybe she had a problem that she couldn't tell Charlie but that she would tell John, since they had been friendly at that time," Diana answers. The detectives notice that she's getting more nervous by the second. She's squeezing her sweaty hands over and over.
Nick and Will keep staring her. Having their gaze on her makes Diana even more uncomfortable. About to crack at any minute.
"So you guys followed her." Nick states, looking at Diana for a complementation.
"Yeah, we did," she answers, staring at her hands.
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"You see, John," Lilly goes on in the other interrogation room, "The problem is that we have a witness that puts you with Jill just a couple of hours before her death."
John laughs nervously, "That's impossible!," He says firmly.
"Then we suppose you have a decent explanation on why your car was seen driving after Jill's, when she left a closed gas station a few blocks from the Arden Theater," Scotty says. He and Lilly walk around John in the interrogation room. John's scared eyes follows them around, and getting even more nervous.
"OK," John concedes, "I did go after Jill, hoping to change her mind. Because what she was about to do, was going to screw with a lot of people's lives. Not only mine."
Flashback to 1992
Jill leaves the Arden Theater. Charlie is right after her. They argue for a couple more minutes as she walks down the street to her car. Charlie then gives up and walks back to the Theater. Jill gets in and drives for a few blocks. She tries to get in a gas station. Her eyes wander around the place, looking for Chad, who's supposed to be there with her daughter, Michelle. Before she can find them, she notices a red Corvette blocking her way out. She honks, but the car remains in place. She's so worried that someone might find out what she's doing, she decides to drive around the block. Her hands are shaking and her eyes are blurry, inebriated with happiness but also with concern.
She leaves the gas station, but the red Corvette is in full speed after her. She sighs, impatiently, not knowing what's going on.
Then she takes a good glance at the rear view mirror, and notices it's John Graham and his wife Diana. Probably they already heard about the news.
She stops her car in front of a school, which is, obviously, closed at that hour. John parks right after her.
"John!" Jill says angrily, "You scared me!"
"I'm sorry, Jill," He says, nicely, "But I really needed to talk to you."
"Look, I'm assuming you talked to Charlie, and you don't have to waste your time," Jill says, "I'm leaving the play and this city." She then starts to walk back to her car.
John grabs her arm, "Just a few minutes, Jill."
"Let me go," Jill says, "You're hurting me." She looks at his hand in her right arm and starts to worry. She glances around but the street is completely deserted. "OK," she finally agrees.
John drags Jill to the car. She sits on the back seat. Diana smiles at her, but Jill looks completely terrified. "John, I have somewhere to go," she tries to explain, but John takes off in full speed.
"We're just going to drive around as we talk for a while," John says, not looking at Jill.
"Jill, why are you doing this?" It's Diana who begins the conversation. "Don't you realize there's no play without you? And therefore no job for a lot of people?"
Jill sighs, annoyed. "No one is irreplaceable."
"What about L.A., Jill?" John asks, his tone of voice slightly angry. "You promised you'd help me."
"I know, John," Jill says, "I'm really sorry, but other things happened, and I had to change my plans. Besides that, Peter and I are really over now, so no L.A. for me."
"It's really wrong, Jill," John says, unfriendly, "What you do to people. How you manipulate them."
"I did nothing like that!" She says. "And I didn't make any promises to you."
John stops the car suddenly. "Get out, you two," he says to the women in the car. He starts to walk around the car, nervous.
Diana and Jill get out of the car. They're in front of an empty piece of land. The grass is high and there a few trees out there. "John, calm down," Diana says, scared of her own husband.
Jill just stands there, in despair. Her face is paler than ever and the only thing she can think about is Chad in the gas station with Michelle. How long would he wait for her to come back?
"I can't even stand looking at you, Jill," John says, infuriated, walking around the young actress. "I studied Drama, I got a thousand acting gigs and no one acknowledges me! And you do nothing except being your mother's precious little girl and everyone is bewitched by you!"
"John, you're a talented actor, your moment is going to come!" Jill says, trying to work her way out of the situation.
"This play was my moment," John says, "And now it's over." He walks back to the car, and reaches for something inside of it. "But your moment is about to be over too," He says as he comes back to Jill with a shiny thing in his hand.
"John, stop it!" Diana yells, as she notices he's holding a scissor that belonged in her work bag.
John runs to Jill and stabs her once in the chest. She falls to the ground, gasping for air. As John approaches to stabs her again, Jill screams for help. But her pain is so intense she doesn't even have the strength to scream anymore. He stabs her a few more times, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.
"What are you doing standing there?" John asks Diana, who watched the scene speechless. "Come on, help me drag her far from the street."
Diana obeys without saying a word. They drag Jill's body and then she buries the scissor somewhere else in the field. Then they get back in the car and drive away.
Jill's body lies in the ground, covered in blood. Her lifeless eyes remain open, still begging for a chance.
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Back to 2005
The song "One", by U2, starts playing in the background.
Is it getting better?
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now?
You got someone to blame
You say
Lilly and Scotty take John Graham, handcuffed, out of the interrogation room. Nick and Will follow them, taking an also handcuffed Diana Prince with them.
One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it
Alice and Peter watch, silently. Peter puts a hand around Alice's shoulder, comforting her.
Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Next, Charlie comes out of Stillman's office. He stops in front of Alice, and with tears in his eyes, says "I'm sorry", before turning around and leaving.
Well it's
Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One
Kelly, Paris and Chad, leave a room they had been waiting in. They are all crying; and by the looks in their eyes, guilty. Alice hugs them and says it's OK.
Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head
We are now in a bright and sunny day. Alice is at her house. We see several pictures of Jill, from childhood to her adult years. Some pictures are from Jill performing on Body and Soul. Kelly, Paris and Chad are there with her – they all admire the pictures and talk about the good memories from them.
Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
There's a knock on the front door. Alice walks there and opens it.
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
Standing on the entrance, are Victor and Dana Andrews. Standing just behind them, looking confused and a little scared, there's a 18 year old girl, long dark hair, big brown eyes. She walks into the house, and hugs Alice.
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
The two of them embrace each other a few moments, in silence. Alice opens her eyes and by her side she sees Jill, smiling at them.
The end