Once at the restaurant Grace and Anna were seated quickly at a nice table at the back. Anna smiled and chatted with the waitress whom she knew and Grace recognized but wasn't on speaking terms with. Once they had ordered, the waitress left them with their privacy and Grace thought now would be the best time to bring up the touchy subject of Myles. Anna wasn't normally one to hold a grudge (with the obviously exception of Lucy and their father). Grace knew she could bring up the subject of Myles now and they could hopefully move past it before the food got there. This way they could still have a fun night that she wouldn't have to ruin at the end by bringing up her sister's dead boyfriend.

Grace reached across the table and touched Anna's hand, "How are you sweetie?" Anna sighed like she had been expecting this question, "I'm sad. I miss him." She didn't cry or show any strong emotion as she answered. Grace knew that this was Anna coping with her grief, and knowing her sister she could tell that she was coping just fine. There was nothing she could do to help her through it anymore than to be there for her. Yet Grace couldn't shake the feeling that something else was bothering Anna, something she wanted to, but was afraid to tell her.

"Is there something else bothering you?" Grace asked gently.

"Something other than my dead boyfriend?" Anna snapped, "That isn't enough?" Grace was taken aback, it was so unlike Anna to snap or lose her temper at all, but she never did it to Grace. Anna's uncharacteristic behaviour more than confirmed Grace's suspicion that something else was bothering her little sister but she decided to drop what she hadn't realized would be such a touchy subject.

"I'm sorry" Grace said, and Anna understood that she meant it both as she was sorry for bringing up the something else that was wrong and that she was sorry for Anna's loss and grief.

"Yeah" Anna answered. It was a simple word but Anna put forgiveness, understanding and the sense that she wished she had just come out and told Grace her other problem behind it.

With the speedy service that one can only find in a nice restaurant of a small town, their food arrived, creating a safe segue from an awkward moment that Grace and Anna had never experienced together before.

"Have you started looking at schools for next year yet?"

"Sort of. I've had a couple look at me for volleyball and one actually talked to me about hockey."

"Who?" Grace couldn't suppress a smile as she swelled with pride.

"NYU contacted me about hockey, but that offer was a lot smaller than the volleyball offers. I love hockey but I'm better at volleyball, I'm going to get a better scholarship playing volleyball and I do love volleyball too."

"What were your volleyball offers?"

"Maryland State, University of Hawaii..."

"Go there" Grace interrupted and Anna laughed. "C'mon it would be so sweet to go to school in Hawaii" Grace continued.

"I'm leaning towards the offer from Berkley right now actually." Anna said with a sly smile as she took a bit of her pasta.

"Berkley." Grace repeated, "Really, Anna wow that's incredible."

Anna beamed, "I know, they're definitely the best school and they made me a full ride offer."

Grace dropped her fork, "Get out." Anna laughed again. "Why didn't you tell me!" Grace squealed.

"They just made me the offer on Saturday, and I knew you were coming so I wanted to tell you in person."

Grace jumped up and hugged Anna. Beaming as she took her seat Grace asked, "What's the offer?"

"Full ride, tuition, residence for first year, books, I'd even get a travel allowance because I'm from Iowa. They have a great volleyball program, But need to get an average of 80% and a 1300 on the SATs."

"Can you do that?" Grace asked

"I think so. My average has always been higher than 80 and I got a 1430 on my SAT practice test."

"That is amazing sweet heart." Grace said, beaming and glowing with pride.

"Thanks" Anna answered with a smile, taking another bite of her pasta.

The rest of their meal passed with the two of them still basking in the happiness of Anna's good news. No mention of Myles or the possibility of some other problem Anna might have were made. Grace drove home and the happy, light-hearted chatter of dinner carried to the SUV for the short drive back to Anna's house. Grace was laughing as she killed the engine in the driveway, but felt her laughter die in her throat when she looked at Anna and read her expression as near tears.

"Anna?" Grace touched her sister's arm lightly to get her to look at her. When Anna's eyes met Grace's, Grace knew these weren't tears for Myles, she thought she saw fear behind them. They were definitely connected to Anna's other problem.

"What is is sweetie? You can tell me."

Anna shook her head. She leaned forward and hugged Grace forcefully, squeezing her tight to her, searching for something safe and something real to hold on to. Grace was the safest, steadiest thing in Anna's life, and so she clung to her big sister now, wanting to share her problem but unable to make the words come out. Grace returned the hug and stroked Anna's hair. "Tell me what's wrong."

Anna shook her head into Grace's shoulder and replied in a small voice, "I love you Grace"

Knowing she wasn't going to get an answer tonight Grace felt her heart break as she replied "I love you too." It killed her to know that something was hurting her baby sister that she couldn't fix, and killed her even more that for some reason Anna didn't feel that she could share it with her.

Anna released Grace, sat back and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"I'll see you tomorrow" Grace offered.

"I look forward to it" Anna answered cheekily, her words tried to tell Grace that she was fine but her voice still betrayed the sadness she felt. Anna climbed out of the car and walked towards the house. She was greeted by Walter and changed course, heading with Walter to the backyard where Grace knew she would play with him until she felt better.

Before pulling out of the driveway Grace pulled out her cell phone and sent a text message to Rigsby;

Down Harare street

Right on Justice street

Meet me at the gas station

She sent the message and waited. Less than a minute late her phone vibrated and she opened it to read;

On my way.

Grace put the car in drive and made her way to the gas station one street down and one street over from the motel where they were staying. When she pulled in she saw Wayne already there, standing outside the door of the convenience store behind the pumps. He walked to the passenger side door and climbed in. She didn't have to say anything, he could read it on her face that something was wrong. Wayne immediately reached over to touch her. "What's wrong?"

"Not here" Grace said, putting the car in motion once more. They drove in silence to a park. It was the only place in this town Grace felt she could go that hadn't been tainted with harsh memories. She turned off the engine once they were parked in a quiet corner where she knew no one would venture at this hour.

"Grace?" Wayne brushed away the hair that had fallen into her face. Tears were sliding down her cheeks.

Grace looked at Rigsby, "She's keeping something from me."

"Anna?" Wayne questioned gently, and Grace nodded. "About the case?"

"No, not about the case. She doesn't know anything about the case."

"Then what..."

"I don't know" Grace answered, and Rigsby didn't miss the sting in her voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself."

"Grace, why are you mad?" Rigsby asked again gently, bracing himself for the emotions he knew were about to spill over.

"Because she's not telling me something!" Grace yelled, her voice exasperated. Wayne waited patiently for her to continue.

"She's keeping something from me, something that's upsetting her, she's afraid, I can see it in her eyes but she won't tell me what it is. That's never happened before. She tells me everything. Everything. Why did she stop trusting me?"

"Grace, you love her more than anyone else in the world. And she loves you. With that kind of love you don't just stop trusting someone. She trusts you, maybe this is something she just needs to work out on her own, and she'll tell you when she's got it figured out."

"She doesn't want to be alone though. She's scared. She wants to tell me but she's afraid to."

"Then you have to make her see that she's safe. I know you can do that. You love her."

Grace leaned across the seat and kissed Wayne. Their lips met forcefully as Grace channelled her need to feel loved into this kiss. Rigsby recognized Grace's sudden desire as her trying to prove to herself that she was not a failure at love. With her sister's sudden secret Grace felt that somehow she had failed and not loved Anna enough. She was trying to prove to herself that she wouldn't make the same mistake with her boyfriend.

Wayne passionately returned the kiss, he placed his thumbs on her cheeks and wiped away the tear tracks that remained there without breaking their contact. Wayne knew he had never met a more compassionate and loving person in his life, so whatever Anna's reason for keeping a secret, he was desperate to prove to Grace that it had nothing to do with her love.

His hand moved to the back of her head, stroking her hair and keeping her close. Her palms were pressed flat against his chest and she leaned into him fully. When she finally broke the kiss she remained in this position, resting her head along with her hands on his chest. Rigsby's hand gently rubbed her back. "I love you and she loves you. Don't you ever doubt that."

Grace nodded into his chest. His ability to know exactly what she was thinking spooked her sometimes, but it really was useful. She looked up at him to kiss him again and he met her lips more softly this time, gently teasing them open with his tongue. Grace gave him dominance in the kiss without a fight, and kissed him back wholly. She moved from her seat to his as he slid the chair back to allow her room to share the passenger seat. They remained like this for a time until Grace finally spoke,

"We need to get back"

"I know" Rigsby answered sadly. With one last sensual kiss Grace resumed her position in the drivers seat and began to make their way back to the motel. Grace dropped Rigsby off a block before their destination, so they would arrive separately. She parked the SUV in the lot and quietly made her way to her room.