A/N: OMG, I am SO SORRY this has taken so long. It's only short, but I just felt something had to be there. I've just been so busy lately, with school and everything, I haven't had time to update it. I'm going to start regular updates now, so brace yourselves!

Tess

Stop stop STOP. Stop it all, stop now. I take it back, I don't want to be dead, I don't want to be here, all alone, I want my baby, I want my friends, I want everyone to be okay. I want the pain to go away and I want everyone else's pain to go away. It's wrong. All of this is wrong.

I never meant for it to be like this. I never meant to hurt anyone. I never meant to be so selfish. I never thought anyone would care though. They never used to.

Tom

I've heard it dozens of times. I've seen it dozens of times. But I didn't think it was true until it happened to me. What if Tess's death was my fault? Maybe if I had have tried harder to make everyone like her. Maybe if I had insisted she came to the pub last night. Maybe if I had have called her, and asked her if she was sure. Maybe if I had have changed the shift so she started early. Maybe if I had have called her earlier. Maybe she wouldn't have done it.

Ben

I'm back there. Back at the place where they take people who are stupid enough to sit down for a breather. Maybe I shouldn't have gone to see PJ. I feel worse now. Numb. I can't feel my body. All I can feel is the throbbing pain in my head. 

PJ

"I'm not gonna leave you Joey." I whispered to Jo. "Not ever."

A few seconds later, Doctor Habibe walked into the room.

"Mr Hasham?" He greeted.

"Hey." I whispered back to him. 

"She has not woken yet?" He asked.

"No," I answered, "Not yet. When will she?"

"I gave her and your other constable the sedatives nearly three hours ago. They should be waking up within the next hour or so."

"And if she doesn't? If she stays asleep?"

"If she stays asleep, it is her own body's way of recuperating. She will just be sleeping."

"Okay."

"Are you going to be staying here until she wakes up?"

"I'm staying until she's let out."

"I see. Would you like me to organise a bed for you to sleep in?"

"No. I'll be fine. You wouldn't let her out tonight would you? No matter what she says?"

"Absolutely not. She is in no state to be out of hospital. She will most certainly be in shock when she wakes up."

"Okay. Good. Thanks."

At least my little Jo-Jo won't be going anywhere too soon.

Jonesy

The worst feeling in the world is when you want to move, to talk, to scream, and you can't.

"Jonesy" I can hear someone saying, "Are you awake yet?" He's whispering now.

Yes! Yes, I'm awake, but I can't move.

I can hear footsteps coming closer.

"Jonesy."

It's Nelson! Little Nelson Curtis!

He's holding my hand. Stretching it out. Taking something from it. What the hell am I holding? I can hear him gasping. And leaving.

So long little buddy.

Tom

"Mum! Look what I found Jonesy holding!" He cried, running into the room again.

"What is it Nelson?"

"Here."

Grace reads it.

"Oh God, poor Tess."

"What? What is it?" I asked.

"Oh Tom… I'll read it to you," Grace said, close to tears, "Hi guys. I'm so sorry I had to do this. I just couldn't live with it any more. The baby, the guilt, everything. It was all just getting too hard for me.

Jonesy… I love you. I love you so much it hurts. I wanted my baby to be yours. I wanted my marriage to be to you. I wanted to spend my entire life with you. But… Josh… he was so persuasive, and, I don't know. I regretted it every single moment of every single day from the day I married him.

Jo… I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time, all the time. It was unacceptable.

Ben… I'm so, so, so sorry I took your job. You can have it now. And please, don't feel guilty about it. It was yours, and I took it, now I'm giving it back to you.

PJ… Thanks for everything buddy. You're such a great mate. Best wishes for you and Jo okay?

And Boss… You've given me so much over the few years that I've been here. I'm so grateful for that.

Thank you all so much for everything you've given to me… I made my will out with Sanders-McPherson. I hope you're all happy with it. And I hope you are all happy. Good luck with whatever avenue of life you choose to grace with your presence. Stay safe. Love always, Tess."

I can hear her choked voice. Grace is crying. I'm crying, Nelson's crying. Everybody is crying. Except Tess. I hope she's happy.

Jonesy

I want to scream. I want to scream and shout and hit people, and be out of this place. I want to be with Tess. I want to die.

Chris

"The gang's lunches are getting cold." Sam calls from behind the bar.

"I know. If they don't come and get them within the next few minutes, I'll take them over. They're probably just busy." I call back.

"Yeah, you're probably right. I heard someone saying that some girl was found dead not long ago."

"What?" This has caught my attention. I know just about every person in Mount Thomas. If someone dies, it hurts.

"I don't know any of the details, just someone died, and there are a whole heap of cops swarming around the station." Sam says, hushing his voice, so that the customers don't hear.

"I'm going to go now." I say, getting up and grabbing the lunches.

Surely Mount Thomas's finest can handle a death on their own?