Its been a while seen I posted anything, but here is the next chapter of Secretary. Enjoy it. =D

"No, I just saved you." L whispered.

"W-wha...?" Jill choked through tears.

"I knew everything of that day. Down to the last detail - or so I thought.." L paused to bite his nail. "I had no intention of letting that man kill your mother."

"Then why? Why'd you let him?" Jill begged for a answer.

"The police were suppose to make it to the house before he had the chance. My timing was. . . off . . ." L looked to the ceiling as he spoke, as if trying to remember. When he didn't continue, Jill looked up.

"L . . ?" She whispered.

L looked down at Jill with an expression that shocked her, making her eyes wide. L had a tiny smile on his lips. "Maybe you should get a shower and some rest...no real sleep of course. I'll get Watari to help you into the bathroom."

Jill called after him as he walked away. He ignored her. "L, answer me!" Is he just going to keep going? Like...like nothing happened?

After a shower Jill felt a bit better. Watari gave her crutches and told her to feel better. She nodded, telling him she'd do her best to. Waiting til he left the bedroom, she thought out loud, "He seems to serve the same purpose as me...so why the hell am I here?" Because, there is a god out there who wants you to suffer, she told herself. Jill made her way to the bed and slowly lowered herself on it with the crutches, then slid back until her legs were leveled on the bed.

"I better try and sleep," she told herself, then laid back and shut her eyes. Several minutes passed and Jill found herself wide awake. I can't sleep even as tired as I am. Nothing is making sense to me right now. I can't-

"Ms. Orto?" Watari knocked on the door.

"Yes?" Jill responded.

Watari entered, gracefully balancing a tray of food. He walked over to the right side of the bed and extended the legs on the tray, setting it down. Jill sat up to see what was on the tray: A large bowl of soup, a tall glass of water complete with ice, and beside the bowl was neatly placed silverware on top of a napkin.

Jill gasped. "Watari . . . what's all this?"

"Just something to make you feel better." Watari smiled.

"You made this for me?" Jill smiled and thanked him repeatedly until Watari stopped her.

"I'm not the one to thank." Watari gave another small smile before exiting the room.

Jill stared at the food confused, "Thank who - L?" She pulled the napkin from under the silverware and placed it on her lap. Reaching for the spoon she noticed a folded piece of paper tucked neatly under the bowl. Curious, she carefully picked the bowl up and grabbed the paper. "A note?" Jill opened it, reading it's contents. "An address. . ?"

"It's an address to a graveyard."

Jill looked up, taken by surprise. L was standing in the doorway staring off toward the window, avoiding eye contact.

"A graveyard? I don't understand?" Jill looked down at the paper, reading the address over and over.

"It's the address of the graveyard were your mother was buried. We're going to visit your her. . .if that's what you want."

"Her grave. . .So she was buried? Who buried her?" Jill said in a low voice.

L looked in Jill's direction, "Some close neighbors of hers."

Jill paused for a moment, unable to speak. It was a if a frog had made its way down her throat, threatening to go deeper every time she uttered a word. Despite, the awkwardness in her voice she continued to question L, "And. . .you'd do that for me? - I mean, take me to see her? You'd leave this place. . .the place that we've been in for months, the place you've swore you couldn't leave because of you identity. . .you'd do that for me, L?"

All L managed was a 'yes'. Tears poured down Jill's face and she tried to wipe them away but unfortunately she couldn't stop crying.

"Miss Jill," L said holding a tissue out to her.

Jill looked up at L, he had a small smile on his face. It comforted her to see him smile. L began wiping Jill's tears away but she pushed his hand away. "Thank you." Jill whispered. She reached up and hugged him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. The contact took L by surprise.

"Jill-" L began.

"Thank you. . ." Jill repeated.

Well, Jill gets the last word in the chapter...again!