Hello everybody! :) So this is a short chapter, please don't kill me XD I'll make sure the next one is longer. :) For better effects, read the chapter while listening to "Buy the Stars" by Marina and the Diamonds. :)

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It was a really long time for Jesse to be able to leave the hospital. Three weeks and counting, because he still needed to come back for check-ups and other matters. He hasn't seen Natalia on those three weeks, only Calleigh, Horatio, sometimes Eric and Ryan, Walter… But Boa Vista never showed up.

And not even Lyra. He heard from Horatio that the girl took some days off for mental instability, and that make Cardoza concerned about her enough to keep making questions about her for the team.

Lyra once arrived at the MDPD, but she spent the whole morning inside the locker's room because she was too scared to come out. Horatio was the only one able to make the young coroner came out, giving her a ride home, and the lieutenant knew she was too embarrassed to talk about it, so he asked nothing.

He knew the feeling, when he was depressed the same embarrassment was there. The thoughts about how stupid you are for being such a coward, hiding on your little shell so nothing can hurt you… He could hear a thousand voices inside his head, screaming and judging… And for him to break up like that, to cry in front of someone was rare, actually, it never happened.

This means that… Lyra was going through a hard time.

Cardoza asked the young coroner's address to Horatio, who also told him that the only person, who stops by to visit her, was himself. Lyra was living with a roommate at the moment, and badly left the apartment.

The CSI was growing anxious about that, because he wasn't sure if Lyra was going to want to see him, maybe she would but… He wasn't sure. He paid the cab driver and got out of the vehicle taking a quick look around;

Jesse pressed the interphone button and waited, biting his lower lip.

— Hello?

It was an unfamiliar girl's voice, probably Lyra's friend, Brittany.

— Uhm… Hello, ahm… I want to talk to Lyra, please.

— Who are you?

— Jesse. Jesse Cardoza. — The CSI answered.

— Oh! Okay, c'mon up! — Brittany said quickly, smiling a bit before putting the telephone back on the base. — Lyra!

The red haired girl was sitting on the couch with a cup of tea on her hands while watching The Big Bang Theory on the TV. – What?

— Your knight on silver armor is coming up! – The brunette giggled.

Lyra arched an eyebrow when the doorbell rang, watching a giggling Brittany opening the door. The red-haired coroner grabbed the blanket at her feet, covering herself quickly. The CSI walked in shyly, looking around for a moment.

— I'm gonna leave you two alone. — Brittany winked to her friend, giggling before leaving the apartment.

The coroner sits down on the couch, putting the blanket away. — Ahm… Would you like to sit down?

Jesse nodded, sitting next to her. — I broke up with Natalia.

Lyra looked at him with a sad smile. – I'm sorry to hear that.

— You're too kind, Lyra. I'm not sorry for breaking up with her, actually, I'm… Relieved.

She frowned. — Why?

— Because now… — He looked at her, watching the big green and confused orbs carefully looking at him, trying to read his expression. — Now I can say that I love you without guilty of breaking Natalia's heart.

Lyra blushed; her eyes were getting a little bigger and brighter because she was speechless. He loved her, without any reason… How that was possible?

— I love your kind eyes, when you smile, I… I want to be with you. – Jesse felt like he was removing a heavy weight from his chest. — The only reason I started to think about dating again was you, you told me that I could love again, that I could be happy… And… Now I want to be happy, with you.

The girl looked down. Her lips were trembling and her face was warm and bright red like a tomato. She never believed that someone would fall in love with her, would say kind words like that… Lyra was confused, but at the same time… Happy.

The CSI put a finger on her chin, lifting her face a little. He could stare at those bright eyes forever, they were like… Stars. His stars.

Lyra was the one who make a move. She pressed her lips on his in a shy kiss. He kissed her slowly, tasting how sweet her lips were and how warm were her hands, now pressed on the sides of his neck.

— I… Love you. — She whispered quietly when their eyes met.

— I love you too.