Disclaimer: I still don't own much. I do own Arianna though and this story so there. Many thanks to The Phantom Parisienne for her review of the last chapter, I've had this chapter written for a couple of nights but I needed a review to continue. Thanks TPP from both Erik and myself.

A Friend In Need

Sudden waves of shock ran through Arianna as she sat at her desk. The truth was staring her in the face but she still couldn't believe it. The death of an artist was always bad but this death hit Arianna hard. Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she continued to read the report.

Doyle Waters beloved singer and songwriter found dead in his hotel room. He was the apparent victim of a crazed fan. His personal security had not known about the fan until it was too late. Doyle had just finished a concert and was planning on returning home to his wife and newborn daughter. He planned on taking time off performing to concentrate on being a good father. A benefit concert will be held to help his wife out financially.

Arianna choked back sobs, as she thought of her favorite artist dead. Killed in the height of his success and inspiration. She had just visited him the day before and helped him write a song for his daughter. Arianna loved being his muse and his loss was hard for her to bear. The sobs came freely as she thought of his wife and daughter. A daughter that would never know her father and was doomed to live the rest if her life in the public eye.

"The poor thing." Arianna sobbed right before she collapsed on her desk.

She sat there crying with her head in her hands unaware of her surrounding. All she was aware of was the anguish. Anguish and guilt felt for not being there when he needed her the most. The grief clouded her senses to the point that she was unaware of Erik's presence until she felt his hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him through the tears as he helped her to her feet. He wrapped his arms around her and just held her while she cried. Knowing that the one thing she need the most was a friend and a shoulder to cry on. He rocked her gently as he hummed a soft song, trying is hardest to calm her. His own tears falling as he thought of his friend in so much pain. Pain that was all too familiar to him, the kind felt when you lose someone close to you. He thought of his own life and how much he had needed someone like Arianna to help him through his own pain. Erik forced his own pity aside and concentrated on the woman who was crying in his arms. A friend who just needed him there so she wouldn't be alone.

I know, I know a rather sad chapter. But things will get better sometime soon. Thanks again to all my reviewers.