A/N: Hi! Okay, so this chapter is really sad, my OC' character Casey dies, I'm sorry. I tried to make it as less intense as I could but there's still some angst so just be ready. Anyway this chapter also shows the first major step in David and Rose repairing their relationship with him trusting her enough to help through this personal tragedy. So trust is starting to be repaired. Again, sorry this is so sad.

Thanks for reading!

David had to get out of his office. He stepped out into the hall and hurried to men's room and splashed cold water on his face. He couldn't stop rubbing his wrist. His bracelet was gone but wait, why was it bothering him so much? They weren't even together.

Still it hurt a lot. "Well, at least I know the kind of person she is. Some things never change." He muttered bitterly. After a few minutes he composed himself and walked back out to help start the dance but then he spotted Martha running towards him looking upset.

"David, David," She said panicking. Her eyes were wet and red and filled with heartache. "I've been looking all over for you." He sighed. "What is it, Martha?"

She shook her head, briefly closing her eyes struggling to fight back tears making David worry. He gently grasped her forearms. "What's wrong?" Martha looked at him. "It-it's Casey," She swallowed. "David, I'm so sorry I-"

His eyes widen, David already guessed what it was. Casey was dying! Still he refused to believe it. It had to be a mistake. He had to for himself. Without another word he hurried past her heading straight to Casey's room praying she was wrong.

Later Rose came home upset and nearly slamming the door behind her. She was so hurt and angry, angry at David, at herself at everything.

She noticed the bracelet still in her hand and she struggled to fight back tears again. Her heart was broken. Rose wanted to throw the thing into trash but she couldn't. In a way it was her fault but she couldn't believe he did that, remembering how he promised to never take it off.

Finally she took a deep breath and set it on the coffee table then went and got herself a glass of wine then sank into her easy chair.

Rose sipped her glass letting the silence soothe her.

Meanwhile David was sitting beside Casey's bed still holding her limp hand and looking at her peaceful face. David kept half expecting for her to wake up. The shock hadn't set in, yet. It was so hard to believe that she was gone. His brave beautiful Casey. He sighed heavily remembering her saying a moment ago that she loved him and he was her best friend and then she was gone.

"David?" He heard Martha say softly behind him indicating to him that the stretcher was here. David slowly stood and reached into his pocket pulling out her purple clown nose. His hand trembling as he carefully placed it on her nose just as he promised.

"What's that for?" Martha asked slowly walking towards him. "She wanted it..." He swallowed struggling to finish. "So she could...make God laugh when she got t-to heaven." His voice cracking staring at his special little girl before quickly walking out of the dark room.

It was just too painful in there but out in the hall it was no better with all the nurses and doctors staring at him. David could tell that they all knew.

He heard Martha behind him. "David I-"

He stopped her. David just didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear the apologies and sympathies, right now. "I don't to talk about it." David said softly.

"But…" Martha started to say. He glared at her with tear filled eyes. "Please, I just want to be left alone." She nodded slightly hurt. "Fair enough."

David shook his head. "I've got to get out of here." He muttered leaving. "Where are you going?" Martha asked. He didn't answer just threw off his Doctor's coat and walked out of the building.

David found himself in front of Rose's door. He wasn't sure why, he knew she was probably still mad at him. They didn't exactly end things on a positive note but then when did they ever? But he really needed her and he just couldn't face Amy, yet so he texted her that he was working late before coming back here.

He must've stood there for five minutes before finally knocking.

Surprisingly the door opened. Rose was actually here, he realized.

She stood there staring blankly at him. "What is it?" Rose asked still sounding a bit hurt. David didn't say anything, it was hard to speak so he kept is eyes lowered. She sighed. "Not done chewing me out, huh?"

David sniffed shaking his head. She could tell something was wrong. "David?" Rose said growing concerned.

"She was only seven years-old. She was just seven."" He blurted softly. Rose frowned trying to understand. "What?" He looked up and the tears streamed down his face. Rose had never seen him so upset and her anger quickly faded."David, what's wrong, what's happened?" She said worried cradling his face so he'd look at her.

Her eyes and voice were so genuine and kind that something inside him broke and he began crying. "Sh-she's gone; my little p-pal is gone." He choked out.

Suddenly it dawned on her. Rose realized he was talking about Casey. She swallowed as her own sadness came over her. "My god, Casey's...gone?" Rose reluctantly guessed but silently hoping it wasn't true.

He just nodded slowly.

"Oh, god, David, I'm so sorry." She gasped. Rose immediately wrapped her arms around him. She could feel his tears on her shoulder and hear his anguish sobs. "I know it hurts, I know." Rose whispered.

This time David didn't flinch; he didn't hesitate, he honestly needed her and she was there just like she promised. Still standing out in the doorway David finally crumpled into her arms embracing her back and sobbed not caring who was staring.