I kept getting ready to post this chapter, then deciding against it. I'm
still not completely happy with it but I think this is the best it's going
to get. Also, I hope you understand it. It's probably rather unlikely but
blah!! It's fiction, who cares!? (Sorry if you actually do care!) ;) Right,
so thank you to those who reviewed the last chapter, I hope you like this
one too! I'll shut up now and let you read it.
Previously:
"We're just about to leave, ok, sweetie? You know you have a babysitter so don't worry. Love you, now get some sleep. Goodnight." She kissed her daughter lovingly twice on her forehead and softly turned her towards the stairs by her shoulders.
Taking a deep breath in and trying to comprehend what had just taken place, Catherine watched Lindsey say goodnight to her babysitter, who had positioned herself on the couch after she had arrived twenty minutes ago, and climb the stairs. Just at that moment Grissom's phone started to ring.
Chapter 19 - Mirror Versus Glass
May 12th - 9:40pm
CSI Breakroom
"Sorry we're late boys and girls."
Grissom and Catherine entered the breakroom of CSI together, now aware that the rest of the team thought they knew about the cause of their lateness. Grissom thought back to the voice on the end of the phone line. Brass had called to discover what was delaying the two senior CSIs. Considering Grissom avoided mentioning to Brass that he was with Catherine at that precise moment, she herself received a call off the Captain a minute after Grissom's line disconnected. Both gave a different and rather spontaneous alibi encouraging Brass to suspect nothing.
"Alright," Grissom continued without allowing room for interruption, "Nick, Catherine, newly weds found dead at the Riviera, Brass is waiting for you there. Warrick, Sara, you're with me."
4:30am
Interrogation Room
Catherine looked at Nick and smiled with satisfaction as they watched the forty two year old man dressed up in an Elvis Presley costume be guided out of the room by an officer. Catherine sighed and slumped back into her chair.
"We did it, Nicky."
"We sure did."
"Great work."
"You too, Cath. You had him quaking in those Elvis boots of his."
Catherine chuckled. "I love this job."
"Yeh. Hey listen, I'm going to get a coffee. You want one?"
"Sure, thanks. I'll wait outside." Catherine pointed outside the room indicating that she would wait for Nick there as he walked out of the room to get himself and his colleague some caffeine; it had been a long and frustrating night. Catherine brought her hands up to her temples and applied pressure in a circular motion in an attempt to rid herself of the small but annoying headache that had introduced itself half way through the night. As she heard Nick's footsteps walk away from the interrogation room, she heard a different set get increasingly louder as their owner reached the room. Catherine looked up when the footsteps became silent and saw Grissom standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. They smiled at each other.
"Nice work on the case."
Catherine smiled her thanks and started to lift herself out of the chair. However, something interrupted her halfway through.
"I need to talk to you."
She froze in mid-lift as he spoke, then sat back down slowly in the chair she very much wanted to get out of or exchange for a more comfortable, spongy lounge chair.
"Nick will be here soon, Gil."
"Yeh, I heard. This won't take long."
4:35am
Behind the One-Way Glass of the Interrogation Room
"Hi Guys. Have you seen Catherine? She's supposed to be meeting me outside this room."
Warrick and Sara had both situated themselves in front of the glass and were listening to the couple inside's conversation. Nick entered the room after he phrased the question and received his answer as he looked at what Sara was pointing to.
"Ok, thanks."
Nick began to make his way out of the door and back to where Catherine was in the interrogation room when both Warrick and Sara hissed at him to come back. Nick looked at them suspiciously.
"You don't want to interrupt what could be a very interesting conversation, do you, man?"
"What?"
"Gris just said that he needed to talk to her."
"Talk to who?"
"Catherine," Sara exclaimed, impatient for Nick to understand so that she and Warrick could listen to what the completely unaware couple in the joining room were saying. "You've seen the way they've been behaving. This conversation is going to be pure gold."
"Oh no way, man, no way. It could be really private," Nick told them sincerely.
There was a pause as the two CSIs considered their invasion on the senior CSI's privacy. In a silent agreement the three younger investigators began to make their way out of the room; but they all caught something out of the corner of their eyes which caused them to come to a complete halt.
Grissom had made his way over to Catherine and sat beside her on the table she was leaning on, her head resting in her hands. He then lifted his own hand, ran it softly up Catherine's arm and laced his fingers through hers, pulling it towards him. Nick, Warrick and Sara whizzed back into the room and were almost pressing their faces against the glass.
4:37am
Interrogation Room
Catherine responded to the feel of Grissom's skin touching the back of her hand. Her eyes fluttered closed automatically and her thumb started naturally to stoke his little finger. The touch and movement felt so natural and comforting that neither gave it a second thought. However, suddenly their location came flooding back into Catherine's mind and her eyes shot open.
4:38am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"Gil," the onlookers heard Catherine say in a low tone, "you're a little close." After she said so, she took her hand out of Grissom's and backed her chair away from the figure that was looming over her.
"Sorry," they heard Grissom respond.
"So, you, uh, wanted to talk to me," were Catherine's next, rather shaky words, heard by more people than she knew.
"Yes, I did," he said frankly, without continuing.
4:40am
Interrogation Room
Catherine was becoming slightly impatient with Grissom. He wouldn't spit out whatever he was trying to say and she wanted to be home in time to get something to eat, sleep for an hour and take Lindsey to school.
4:40am
Behind The One-Way Glass
All three CSIs held their breath as they waited for Grissom to tell Catherine the something he didn't seem to want to say.
"Let me cook you dinner."
There was a pause as the three listeners saw Catherine consider her answer. She lifted her eyes to her boss, showing an astonished expression in her features.
"Not if you want us to work on the same case ever again," Catherine finally replied.
"You're angry I haven't paired us together yet?"
This question confused Nick, Warrick and Sara.
"But he does pair them together, what're they talking about?" Nick exclaimed.
"Shh!"
They heard Catherine's voice hit their ears as she spoke again.
"Well, before you'd have put us two on the case that you, Warrick and Sara had today."
"That was before," Grissom replied.
"Before what?" Nick asked, assuming that Sara or Warrick would know.
"Shut up, Nick!" Sara cried.
"Come on, man, we're trying to listen," Warrick told him, never taking his eyes of Catherine or Grissom.
4:43am
Interrogation Room
The couple inside the interrogation room continued.
"We agreed, Gil. Vegas would be the same as it always was." Catherine was wondering why Grissom was bringing this up now. Her tone was becoming increasingly dangerous as Grissom continued.
"I'm sorry, Catherine but I can't pair us up just yet. I'm not ready."
"But we agreed - no difference." It was clear that the CSI and her superior were thinking on completely different levels and it was beginning to confuse Catherine. She continued, "This isn't just about working together, Gil. Why did you ask me to dinner? You know that can't happen."
"But then you're *making* Vegas different, Catherine! We used to have dinner together all the time."
"I know we did, but you know how it'll turn out." She really could not see his way of thinking, but at the same time assumed that he couldn't see hers. Her impatience with Grissom was rising. Although she couldn't deny that she had feelings for him, they both knew a relationship at work would never run smoothly.
"You're contradicting yourself," Grissom said, his voice becoming louder. "If you don't want it to turn out that way then don't let it."
"That's not fair, Grissom." Catherine was on her feet and staring unbelievingly at her boss, who was now also on his feet, half a metre away from her. "We have to work together on this. I can't *stop* what I *want* to do... what *we* want to do, if you're not going to help me. This whole thing won't work in Vegas, you *know* that, and we agreed."
4:45am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"Fine then tell me you don't love me now that we're back in Vegas."
"What?" Nick asked, utterly astounded.
"Nick!" called Warrick and Sara together.
"Guys we should go. We can't listen to this." Nick respected both Grissom and Catherine and was beginning to feel extremely guilty for listening to any of their conversation.
"*Nick*!" they said again, impatiently.
4:46 am
Interrogation Room
"What?" Catherine unknowingly echoed Nick's exclamation in response to Grissom's order.
Grissom, however, had not heard the interruption behind the mirror and responded to Catherine's question.
"If you say that everything is like it was, then tell me you don't love me now that we're here and I can put us back on cases together, no questions asked."
Catherine stared straight into Grissom's eyes and said icily, "I've never told you I've loved you." She was raging inside at what seemed to her to be Grissom's complete presumptuousness. What he didn't seemed to realise, however, was the fact that she was in love with him before they left Vegas and so going back to how things used to be wouldn't change how she felt. Just the single fact that, after everything, Grissom still didn't realise this made Catherine's blood boil.
Seeing Grissom flinch at the tone of Catherine's voice, they heard him say, "So then you won't have a problem saying it now then."
No matter how much of a front he was putting on, Grissom was being torn apart by Catherine's seemingly lack of compassion. Even though she had never told him, he honestly thought she loved him; he had never considered himself to be one of Catherine's flings.
4:47am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"What are we looking at?" Brass entered the room with a look of interest on his face as he noticed the three CSIs staring into the room which held Catherine and Grissom; captivation written all over their faces.
"Brass." Warrick shot a nervous look at Sara, who completely ignored it and began to fill Brass in on the situation as Catherine's pause and stare at Grissom brought the tension sky high in the room they were looking in on. A silence enveloped the two rooms as every person present was waiting for Catherine to speak. She didn't answer and Grissom pushed a little further.
"Say it, Catherine - you-don't-love-me. Look me in the eyes and tell me."
4:48am
Interrogation Room
Catherine looked down to avoid Grissom's eyes which created another pause, then,
"I can't."
Once again silence filled the room. Grissom closed his eyes and sighed. It wasn't a sigh of relief; he needed her to tell him she didn't love him so they could both get on with their job and so their personal relationship didn't compromise their work; although part of him was pleased that she was honest.
"Gil, listen to me," Catherine continued, grabbing his hands so that they were face to face, not aware of how much her hands would react to his touch. Sudden strange sensations sent sparks shooting up her arms and she felt her fingers become almost numb. She forced herself to ignore it. "Bottom line, we agreed. Not in Vegas."
"Catherine-" She had just basically told him that she was in love with him. He couldn't let this go now. His emotions were becoming so jumbled.
"We can't talk about this anymore, Gil. Especially not here," Catherine interrupted, dropping his hands forcefully from her grasp and stepping away from him.
He was pushing it and Catherine felt the anger shoot up inside her. That was all she was feeling at this moment. Angry with him for mentioning any of this, angry with herself for not being able to lie to Grissom and angry because now Grissom knew that she was in love with him, the one thing she promised herself she would avoid letting him know. She continued her statement.
"Everything was fine the way it was before, why did you have to bring this up?"
4:52am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"Because everything was *not* fine, Catherine." The couple's audience could hear Grissom's voice rising and saw his arms shoot up in bafflement. "If Lindsey hadn't interrupted us earlier you know what would've happened."
Nobody behind the glass understood what Grissom was talking about. Sara made this clear.
"What would have happened?" she asked Warrick quietly. "What does Lindsey have to do with anything?"
Warrick shrugged his answer. Nick had moved towards the door and was waiting with concern written all over his face as he looked at Sara, Warrick and Brass, who were all glued to the glass in anticipation of what Catherine's next words would be.
"But she *did* interrupt us, Gil, so why mention it? And no one asked questions when we arrived at work."
"Huh," Brass declared, "they told me they didn't know where the other one was."
4:53am
Interrogation Room
"Look," Catherine continued, her eyes becoming fiery with anger, "if you're going to want to *talk* about things then this *really* isn't going to work." Grissom was severely irritating Catherine now. Why couldn't he just forget about everything? As much as she could see it was hurting him and as much as it was tormenting her, it was what they agreed to do.
"Ok, fine. Not another word about it." He took a deep breath and made his way to the door, but before he pulled it open he turned back to Catherine. Then suddenly the harshness of Grissom's voice dramatically became a lot softer as he continued. "There's an envelope in your locker back at the lab. After you read it it's your choice what you do."
4:55am
Behind The One-Way Glass
Brass, Warrick, Sara and Nick were all silent as they watched Grissom exit the room. They saw Catherine stare after him and continue to look at the door through which he left, for a further minute after he had departed. In this short time they watched the woman they all respected for her strength and feistiness become silent. Catherine moved her eyes from the door as she made her way back to her chair. Neither slumping back nor leaning forwards, she sat down with her hands in her lap, and let her eyes rest on a random mark on the table before her, motionless.
The four spectators behind the glass could not find the words to express what they were feeling. They had just learned so much in so little time. As they exited their room they heard the click of a door and a voice coming from the opposite side of the glass.
"I'm sorry," it said.
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Righty-ho! That would be one of the more depressing chapters :( sob sob. However, I'm sure you know my writing by now, (plus the end kind of gives it away) I do not like writing a sad story!! No Sir! Next chapter will hopefully be a sprightly one ;) Please review and let me know what you think and I'll love and worship you forever. ~ Cath
Previously:
"We're just about to leave, ok, sweetie? You know you have a babysitter so don't worry. Love you, now get some sleep. Goodnight." She kissed her daughter lovingly twice on her forehead and softly turned her towards the stairs by her shoulders.
Taking a deep breath in and trying to comprehend what had just taken place, Catherine watched Lindsey say goodnight to her babysitter, who had positioned herself on the couch after she had arrived twenty minutes ago, and climb the stairs. Just at that moment Grissom's phone started to ring.
Chapter 19 - Mirror Versus Glass
May 12th - 9:40pm
CSI Breakroom
"Sorry we're late boys and girls."
Grissom and Catherine entered the breakroom of CSI together, now aware that the rest of the team thought they knew about the cause of their lateness. Grissom thought back to the voice on the end of the phone line. Brass had called to discover what was delaying the two senior CSIs. Considering Grissom avoided mentioning to Brass that he was with Catherine at that precise moment, she herself received a call off the Captain a minute after Grissom's line disconnected. Both gave a different and rather spontaneous alibi encouraging Brass to suspect nothing.
"Alright," Grissom continued without allowing room for interruption, "Nick, Catherine, newly weds found dead at the Riviera, Brass is waiting for you there. Warrick, Sara, you're with me."
4:30am
Interrogation Room
Catherine looked at Nick and smiled with satisfaction as they watched the forty two year old man dressed up in an Elvis Presley costume be guided out of the room by an officer. Catherine sighed and slumped back into her chair.
"We did it, Nicky."
"We sure did."
"Great work."
"You too, Cath. You had him quaking in those Elvis boots of his."
Catherine chuckled. "I love this job."
"Yeh. Hey listen, I'm going to get a coffee. You want one?"
"Sure, thanks. I'll wait outside." Catherine pointed outside the room indicating that she would wait for Nick there as he walked out of the room to get himself and his colleague some caffeine; it had been a long and frustrating night. Catherine brought her hands up to her temples and applied pressure in a circular motion in an attempt to rid herself of the small but annoying headache that had introduced itself half way through the night. As she heard Nick's footsteps walk away from the interrogation room, she heard a different set get increasingly louder as their owner reached the room. Catherine looked up when the footsteps became silent and saw Grissom standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. They smiled at each other.
"Nice work on the case."
Catherine smiled her thanks and started to lift herself out of the chair. However, something interrupted her halfway through.
"I need to talk to you."
She froze in mid-lift as he spoke, then sat back down slowly in the chair she very much wanted to get out of or exchange for a more comfortable, spongy lounge chair.
"Nick will be here soon, Gil."
"Yeh, I heard. This won't take long."
4:35am
Behind the One-Way Glass of the Interrogation Room
"Hi Guys. Have you seen Catherine? She's supposed to be meeting me outside this room."
Warrick and Sara had both situated themselves in front of the glass and were listening to the couple inside's conversation. Nick entered the room after he phrased the question and received his answer as he looked at what Sara was pointing to.
"Ok, thanks."
Nick began to make his way out of the door and back to where Catherine was in the interrogation room when both Warrick and Sara hissed at him to come back. Nick looked at them suspiciously.
"You don't want to interrupt what could be a very interesting conversation, do you, man?"
"What?"
"Gris just said that he needed to talk to her."
"Talk to who?"
"Catherine," Sara exclaimed, impatient for Nick to understand so that she and Warrick could listen to what the completely unaware couple in the joining room were saying. "You've seen the way they've been behaving. This conversation is going to be pure gold."
"Oh no way, man, no way. It could be really private," Nick told them sincerely.
There was a pause as the two CSIs considered their invasion on the senior CSI's privacy. In a silent agreement the three younger investigators began to make their way out of the room; but they all caught something out of the corner of their eyes which caused them to come to a complete halt.
Grissom had made his way over to Catherine and sat beside her on the table she was leaning on, her head resting in her hands. He then lifted his own hand, ran it softly up Catherine's arm and laced his fingers through hers, pulling it towards him. Nick, Warrick and Sara whizzed back into the room and were almost pressing their faces against the glass.
4:37am
Interrogation Room
Catherine responded to the feel of Grissom's skin touching the back of her hand. Her eyes fluttered closed automatically and her thumb started naturally to stoke his little finger. The touch and movement felt so natural and comforting that neither gave it a second thought. However, suddenly their location came flooding back into Catherine's mind and her eyes shot open.
4:38am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"Gil," the onlookers heard Catherine say in a low tone, "you're a little close." After she said so, she took her hand out of Grissom's and backed her chair away from the figure that was looming over her.
"Sorry," they heard Grissom respond.
"So, you, uh, wanted to talk to me," were Catherine's next, rather shaky words, heard by more people than she knew.
"Yes, I did," he said frankly, without continuing.
4:40am
Interrogation Room
Catherine was becoming slightly impatient with Grissom. He wouldn't spit out whatever he was trying to say and she wanted to be home in time to get something to eat, sleep for an hour and take Lindsey to school.
4:40am
Behind The One-Way Glass
All three CSIs held their breath as they waited for Grissom to tell Catherine the something he didn't seem to want to say.
"Let me cook you dinner."
There was a pause as the three listeners saw Catherine consider her answer. She lifted her eyes to her boss, showing an astonished expression in her features.
"Not if you want us to work on the same case ever again," Catherine finally replied.
"You're angry I haven't paired us together yet?"
This question confused Nick, Warrick and Sara.
"But he does pair them together, what're they talking about?" Nick exclaimed.
"Shh!"
They heard Catherine's voice hit their ears as she spoke again.
"Well, before you'd have put us two on the case that you, Warrick and Sara had today."
"That was before," Grissom replied.
"Before what?" Nick asked, assuming that Sara or Warrick would know.
"Shut up, Nick!" Sara cried.
"Come on, man, we're trying to listen," Warrick told him, never taking his eyes of Catherine or Grissom.
4:43am
Interrogation Room
The couple inside the interrogation room continued.
"We agreed, Gil. Vegas would be the same as it always was." Catherine was wondering why Grissom was bringing this up now. Her tone was becoming increasingly dangerous as Grissom continued.
"I'm sorry, Catherine but I can't pair us up just yet. I'm not ready."
"But we agreed - no difference." It was clear that the CSI and her superior were thinking on completely different levels and it was beginning to confuse Catherine. She continued, "This isn't just about working together, Gil. Why did you ask me to dinner? You know that can't happen."
"But then you're *making* Vegas different, Catherine! We used to have dinner together all the time."
"I know we did, but you know how it'll turn out." She really could not see his way of thinking, but at the same time assumed that he couldn't see hers. Her impatience with Grissom was rising. Although she couldn't deny that she had feelings for him, they both knew a relationship at work would never run smoothly.
"You're contradicting yourself," Grissom said, his voice becoming louder. "If you don't want it to turn out that way then don't let it."
"That's not fair, Grissom." Catherine was on her feet and staring unbelievingly at her boss, who was now also on his feet, half a metre away from her. "We have to work together on this. I can't *stop* what I *want* to do... what *we* want to do, if you're not going to help me. This whole thing won't work in Vegas, you *know* that, and we agreed."
4:45am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"Fine then tell me you don't love me now that we're back in Vegas."
"What?" Nick asked, utterly astounded.
"Nick!" called Warrick and Sara together.
"Guys we should go. We can't listen to this." Nick respected both Grissom and Catherine and was beginning to feel extremely guilty for listening to any of their conversation.
"*Nick*!" they said again, impatiently.
4:46 am
Interrogation Room
"What?" Catherine unknowingly echoed Nick's exclamation in response to Grissom's order.
Grissom, however, had not heard the interruption behind the mirror and responded to Catherine's question.
"If you say that everything is like it was, then tell me you don't love me now that we're here and I can put us back on cases together, no questions asked."
Catherine stared straight into Grissom's eyes and said icily, "I've never told you I've loved you." She was raging inside at what seemed to her to be Grissom's complete presumptuousness. What he didn't seemed to realise, however, was the fact that she was in love with him before they left Vegas and so going back to how things used to be wouldn't change how she felt. Just the single fact that, after everything, Grissom still didn't realise this made Catherine's blood boil.
Seeing Grissom flinch at the tone of Catherine's voice, they heard him say, "So then you won't have a problem saying it now then."
No matter how much of a front he was putting on, Grissom was being torn apart by Catherine's seemingly lack of compassion. Even though she had never told him, he honestly thought she loved him; he had never considered himself to be one of Catherine's flings.
4:47am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"What are we looking at?" Brass entered the room with a look of interest on his face as he noticed the three CSIs staring into the room which held Catherine and Grissom; captivation written all over their faces.
"Brass." Warrick shot a nervous look at Sara, who completely ignored it and began to fill Brass in on the situation as Catherine's pause and stare at Grissom brought the tension sky high in the room they were looking in on. A silence enveloped the two rooms as every person present was waiting for Catherine to speak. She didn't answer and Grissom pushed a little further.
"Say it, Catherine - you-don't-love-me. Look me in the eyes and tell me."
4:48am
Interrogation Room
Catherine looked down to avoid Grissom's eyes which created another pause, then,
"I can't."
Once again silence filled the room. Grissom closed his eyes and sighed. It wasn't a sigh of relief; he needed her to tell him she didn't love him so they could both get on with their job and so their personal relationship didn't compromise their work; although part of him was pleased that she was honest.
"Gil, listen to me," Catherine continued, grabbing his hands so that they were face to face, not aware of how much her hands would react to his touch. Sudden strange sensations sent sparks shooting up her arms and she felt her fingers become almost numb. She forced herself to ignore it. "Bottom line, we agreed. Not in Vegas."
"Catherine-" She had just basically told him that she was in love with him. He couldn't let this go now. His emotions were becoming so jumbled.
"We can't talk about this anymore, Gil. Especially not here," Catherine interrupted, dropping his hands forcefully from her grasp and stepping away from him.
He was pushing it and Catherine felt the anger shoot up inside her. That was all she was feeling at this moment. Angry with him for mentioning any of this, angry with herself for not being able to lie to Grissom and angry because now Grissom knew that she was in love with him, the one thing she promised herself she would avoid letting him know. She continued her statement.
"Everything was fine the way it was before, why did you have to bring this up?"
4:52am
Behind The One-Way Glass
"Because everything was *not* fine, Catherine." The couple's audience could hear Grissom's voice rising and saw his arms shoot up in bafflement. "If Lindsey hadn't interrupted us earlier you know what would've happened."
Nobody behind the glass understood what Grissom was talking about. Sara made this clear.
"What would have happened?" she asked Warrick quietly. "What does Lindsey have to do with anything?"
Warrick shrugged his answer. Nick had moved towards the door and was waiting with concern written all over his face as he looked at Sara, Warrick and Brass, who were all glued to the glass in anticipation of what Catherine's next words would be.
"But she *did* interrupt us, Gil, so why mention it? And no one asked questions when we arrived at work."
"Huh," Brass declared, "they told me they didn't know where the other one was."
4:53am
Interrogation Room
"Look," Catherine continued, her eyes becoming fiery with anger, "if you're going to want to *talk* about things then this *really* isn't going to work." Grissom was severely irritating Catherine now. Why couldn't he just forget about everything? As much as she could see it was hurting him and as much as it was tormenting her, it was what they agreed to do.
"Ok, fine. Not another word about it." He took a deep breath and made his way to the door, but before he pulled it open he turned back to Catherine. Then suddenly the harshness of Grissom's voice dramatically became a lot softer as he continued. "There's an envelope in your locker back at the lab. After you read it it's your choice what you do."
4:55am
Behind The One-Way Glass
Brass, Warrick, Sara and Nick were all silent as they watched Grissom exit the room. They saw Catherine stare after him and continue to look at the door through which he left, for a further minute after he had departed. In this short time they watched the woman they all respected for her strength and feistiness become silent. Catherine moved her eyes from the door as she made her way back to her chair. Neither slumping back nor leaning forwards, she sat down with her hands in her lap, and let her eyes rest on a random mark on the table before her, motionless.
The four spectators behind the glass could not find the words to express what they were feeling. They had just learned so much in so little time. As they exited their room they heard the click of a door and a voice coming from the opposite side of the glass.
"I'm sorry," it said.
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Righty-ho! That would be one of the more depressing chapters :( sob sob. However, I'm sure you know my writing by now, (plus the end kind of gives it away) I do not like writing a sad story!! No Sir! Next chapter will hopefully be a sprightly one ;) Please review and let me know what you think and I'll love and worship you forever. ~ Cath