Beneath It All Chapter 11: Her Diamonds, a soul eater fanfic

I do not own Soul Eater or Her Diamonds. They belong to their respective owners.

I decided to make this chapter like a song fic because I couldn't pick just one part to use at the end.

Desmond sat at the edge of Catherine's bed and watched broken heartedly as she tried to walk around the room. She deemed it pointless to continue and sat back down. "You don't have to be here," Catherine told Desmond.

"It's fine," Desmond said sweetly.

"I'll call you once my test results come back. It could take all night," she said trying to get Desmond to leave. She knew the results would hurt her and Catherine wanted to be the one to tell her daughter.

"I've had to stay up all night before. I'll do it again. What's one night?"

Catherine gave up because she saw it was pointless. After a moment, Desmond stood and left to get a snack. As she walked through the hallway, Desmond thought, What am I doing? What am I going to do?

Oh what the hell she says, I just can't win for losing, and she lays back down.
Man there's so many times I don't know what I'm doing, like I don't know now.

Desmond walked back into the room to find Catherine rubbing her eyes. She was on the brink of tears obviously. She was trying to keep them back to hid her pain from Desmond. Despite her best efforts, Desmond knew, and even though she appreciated Catherine trying to make her feel better, it only made her feel worse. Desmond sat by her, not saying a word.

By the light of the moon she rubs her eyes, says it's funny how the night can make you blind. I can just imagine.
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do but if she feels bad then I do too. So I let her be.

Every once in a while Desmond would walk out of the room to find a doctor to see when they would get the results. Desmond noticed the drops of water on the bed every time she would come back in, each time more than the last. Each time it broke her heart even more. One time she walked out of the room to find Spirit walking towards her. Once he saw her, he picked up his pace to a quick jog and practically ran over to Desmond. "How is she? What's wrong? How are you holding up?" he asked, questions coming out rapid fire.

Desmond paused before finding the words to say. "She's holding up more or less. The results haven't come back yet. It could take all night," then she smiled pathetically. "I'm doing fine."

Spirit saw through the forced smile and the lie she told but decided to not say anything about it. He went into the room to talk to Catherine so Desmond could sit and think for a little bit. There's nothing I can do, Desmond thought.

Oh I can't take no more her tears like diamonds on the floor. Her diamonds bring me down. Cause I can't help her now.
She's down with it. She tried her best but now she can't win its
Hard to see them on the ground. Her diamonds falling down.

Spirit walked in and saw Catherine with her head hanging, and tears falling. He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave a comforting smile to help her feel better as to not worry Desmond. Catherine knew he was trying to help keep Desmond happy but she sighed and said, "She knows something's wrong. You can't hide things from that girl. She always finds the truth."

Spirit nodded in agreement and sat down on a nearby chair and began to talk to her.

Desmond wasn't interested in listening to the conversation; instead, she went to a nearby pay phone and called Rain. He must have been worried about what happened.

"Hello?" a worried voice came on the other end of the receiver.

"Rain?" Desmond asked quietly.

"Dez?" he said excitedly that she was calling.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" she asked quietly.

"No uh, actually I haven't gone to bed yet."

"Its almost one in the morning," Desmond said, now worried for her partner.

"I wanted to hear from you before I went to bed. How's she doing? Do you know what's wrong yet?" he asked.

"No. We don't know how long it will take to get the results either," Desmond said quietly.

"Oh…"

After a moment of silence Desmond spoke again. "Rain?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't know what to do," she said defeated.

"Spirit's down there right?" he asked.

"Mh-hm."

"Ask him. He'll be able to tell you what's best for the situation," Rain said trying to help.

"Okay. Go to bed Rain."

"I will. Goodnight Dez."

"Night."

Desmond walked back to the room and met Spirit as he was coming out. He smiled and said good night, as he was about to leave when Desmond grabbed his sleeve. "Spirit. I don't' know what to do," she told him. This caught him off guard, but he still was able to come up with an answer for her.

"The best thing, and the only thing you can do for her is be there for support just like you're doing," he told Desmond. Then hugged her and walked away.

Well she sits down and stares into the distance and takes all night.
And I know I can break her concentration but it don't feel right.

After Spirit left, Desmond reached for the doorknob, but heard sobs from the other side. As a result, Desmond flopped to the floor in defeat and sat with her legs tucked into her chest. As she listened to Catherine cry, the more she wanted to cry herself. Her eyebrows furrowed and her bottom lip quivered as the tears began to fall down her cheeks. She rested her head on her knees and began to cry as well, but silently so Catherine wouldn't hear.

By the light of the moon she rubs her eyes, sits down on the bed and starts to cry. There's something less about her.
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do so I sit down and I cry too.
But don't let her see.

As Desmond sat in the hallway, a nurse approached her. "Excuse me miss, but visiting hours ended a while ago. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask you to leave," she said.

Desmond looked up, tears in her eyes and falling down her face. "No! I can't!" she said panic stricken. "My mom needs me! I'm all she has left!"

The sobs from inside Catherine's room stopped as she heard the nurse arguing with her daughter.

"Desmond!"

The black haired meister turned her head down the hall to find Kid running towards her with Liz and Patti by his sides and to Desmond's shock, Shinigami-sama close behind as well.

Desmond stood up and hugged the two girls as Kid caught his breath. "It'll be okay. We're here for you. We're here for you sweetie," Liz said soothingly as she held Desmond while she cried.

"Sh-Shinigami-sama," the nurse stuttered. "What are you doing here?" she asked dumbfounded.

"I came to check on one of my alumni and her daughter. I know it's far past visiting hours, but maybe you could make an exception for my son, his weapons, their friend and myself this once. Okay?" he asked with a cheerful voice unfitting for the situation.

Shinigami-sama went in to talk to one of his former meisters to see how she was doing and sent Kid, Liz, and Patti to take Desmond away from the room and help her feel better.

The four went to the waiting room where Desmond was finally able to relax and stop cry a bit. She still sniffled every once in a while, but was more pulled together than before. "So how did you guys know about Catherine?" she asked.

"Spirit was freaking out about something and my father finally got it out of him. At first he didn't say anything about you because he didn't want to worry Liz, Patti, and I, but after a few minutes of questions from my father, Spirit said that you were here and a wreck," Kid explained.

Desmond nodded. "That is something Spirit would do," she said half jokingly. She was happy that he was worried about her. Maybe dad really did pick the right person to be my godfather, Desmond thought.

The four kids got back to Catherine's room to find Shinigami-sama standing outside, waiting for them. "I think Desmond should go in by herself for now. We'll wait out here to see if there's anything else we're needed for," Shinigami-sama said, motioning for Desmond to enter the room. Desmond walked in silently. Catherine turned over in her bed to look at her daughter and smiled weakly. "I'll be all right. Really I will. Don't worry about me Desmond," Catherine said. "I promise I'll be all right." Then she held out her hand. Desmond placed the back of her hand in Catherine's palm like she used to when she was little. Catherine kissed Desmond's palm, then closed her hand.

Desmond smiled, peaceful childhood memories of her mother flooding back into her mind from some corner they were stored away in. "Get some sleep okay? You're going to need it," Desmond said, taking the role of the mother for a moment. Catherine nodded. "I'll try," she said.

She shuts out the night, tries to close her eyes.
If she can find daylight, then she'll be all right, she'll be all right
Just not tonight.

At about four o'clock in the morning, there was a knock at Catherine's door, waking both of them with a jolt. Desmond got up and opened the door to see a doctor standing with something in his hand. Both women knew what it was. Desmond peeked outside the door to see Kid, Liz, and Patti asleep and Shinigami-sama sitting next to them. He nodded as if saying it was okay to find the results without them. Desmond nodded back and closed the door. "So what is it?" Desmond asked a tint of hope in her voice. Catherine knew what was coming; she just hoped Desmond could handle it.

"Well," the doctor started. "There is defiantly a tumor," he said putting the x-ray up on the board to show them what he was talking about. Both faces fell into despair. "But," he continued, "Most likely it's benign. And even if it isn't, it could be removed and you would be as good as new Ms. Flint. You would need to go into surgery within the next few hours though just to be safe. Is this your daughter?" he asked gesturing to Desmond. Desmond nodded her head very quickly. She was excited that Catherine was "most likely" going to live.

"Well you're going to need blood. We're going to have to do a blood test on her to see if she has the right blood type. Do you mind?" he asked the younger meister.

"Not at all," Desmond responded, not thinking straight. After she said that she realized one big fault in the plan. It's a freakin huge needle! Desmond thought panicking.

"Okay then, I'll send a nurse in to prep you for surgery Ms. Flint, and prep you for your blood test Miss," the doctor said walking out of the room. Catherine and Desmond looked at each other, and Catherine's eyes started to fill with tears. What if it isn't benign? Was the thought that crossed both minds. I don't think I could take any more of this, Desmond thought.

I can't take these diamonds falling down…