Prologue - Ben's POV
"We have gathered here today to morn the loss of Senior Constable Joanna Parrish and Clancy Freeman." the priest said sadly. "Both were tragically taken from us on the 7th of July."
It had been three weeks since the station exploded, killing Jo and Clancy. And we were still in shock. I glanced around the church. Susie was crying openly on Jonesy's shoulder and Jonesy was trying to comfort Susie, while trying to keep himself from crying. Tom and Grace were sitting with Jo's parents. The new members; Amy, Mark, Joss and Kelly were back at the station. We told them they could come, but I think they would have felt out of place. Chris was sitting next to me, sobbing quietly and PJ......well PJ had hardly spoken two words since we caught the Baxter's. I turned around and looked at him. He was staring at the two caskets at the front of the church.
"May their spirits lie peacefully, may their memories never be forgotten. May they rest in peace. Amen." the priest finished.
"Amen." everyone at the funeral murmured.
We all waked silently outside, not talking. We made our way over the cemetery and stood around two large holes. I can't believe we're burring one of my closest friends and another good friend. I never though I would be standing here like this again, well at least so soon. They lowered the two caskets into the ground and we all took a handful of dirt as threw it in. And as PJ threw in his handful of dirt, he gently placed Jo's engagement ring on top of her police hat. That set PJ off. He cried and cried until I walked up to him and lead him away and drove him to The Imperial. I always thought that a broken heart was just an expression, but looking at PJ I saw that his heart was truly broken.
