The Truth of the Heart

Heh-I sure hope this ch. Is less confusing..but if you think about it.. LOL sry! I shall try harder. -kTe-

She was never any good at figuring out guys. She didn't understand why Jimmy had been so kind to her the past few days. Yes Libby was dead, but he didn't have to be so nice about it. What caused the change? And Sheen who understood what was going through his head? He had not acted interested when she told him. But he did spas out when he found out that Jimmy hadn't let him warn Libby. She knew something was up. He acted angry instead of crying. Maybe that's just the manly thing to do, she thought to herself. But why? Everyone knew those two were pretty much together all of the time. All of these thoughts were running through her head as she sat on Jimmy's lab floor. She stared down at a blank piece of paper labeled- Ideas. She was supposed to come with reasons for the murders. Jimmy was doing the same across the room. She looked at him writing. What had he found? He hadn't spoken to her since they left Sheens. She looked at the clock. It was now 1:00 in the morning. And they still hadn't come up with anything. She was getting really tired of going in circles.

"Jimmy..it's no use! There's nothing here!" She cried.

"Ya I know it is pretty much impossible.."

"Then what were you writing down?"

"Oh nothing.." he said very quietly shoving the paper she had seen him writing on somewhere in his desk. She looked at him with one eyebrow raised.

"What?" he asked acting like he knew nothing. She smiled.

"Never mind..." she said looking back down at her own paper. Her eyes were so tired. She could feel them closing. She lay her head down on the floor. Jimmy looked at her she sighed as she closed her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm almost done.." he said sweetly. But she didn't care whether he was done, or whether he was going to be there till eternity. She was to tired... Her world became colored in greens, pinks, and blues...

The next morning she awoke to the lights very brightly shining through her eyelids. She groaned. She felt like she had gotten hit by a semi or something. She opened her eyes slowly. Not wanting to ever wake up. When she did open her eyes. She found herself not on the floor, but on the pull out couch. She was very confused. How the heck? And then next to her on the floor, was Jimmy. Her heart gasped. He had made her bed..he had put her in there.. Seriously? She must be dreaming. But she saw his chest moving up and down. He must of fallen asleep with the lights on. She saw a piece of paper beneath his hand. She shakily lifted his hand. He stirred, her breath caught in her throat. But it relaxed the moment that he lay still again. She read the paper. It bore a few drawings which she could not make any sense of. She looked at it..right side up.. Upside down. Nothing... this guy is weird she thought to herself. Or maybe he figured to disguise what he really meant. She placed the paper on the floor next to him. She heard him stirring. She quickly closed her eyes. Pretending to be asleep.

"Morning Cindy.." his voice said quietly. Trying not to wake her. Inside she smiled. He was moving closer to her..She could feel her heart going about 50 million miles per hour... he was kneeling next to her now. She had to keep the charade up! Then she got something she wasn't expecting. She felt warm lips touch her cheek. Her whole cheek was on fire..why had he done that?

"Morning sleepy head.." he said smiling. Her heart felt like it had grown wings. His blue eyes held her green ones. She laughed inside. He had kissed her cheek! BUT WHY!!!

"Morning to you to .. How late were you up last night?"

"about three..then I went upstairs.."

"then how did I get on the couch?" she asked laughing.

"Oh ya... I put you there..so you wouldn't wake up.." he said. She giggled. He really did love her.. He was afraid to say it though.

"What's that?" she said pointing to the sheet that she had been looking at.

"Nothing.." he said looking at his messages. There were none! There had been no murders!! What was going on? Had it all been a dream?

"What the heck?"

"Why just those 11?" she asked.

"Who knows, they all were from different areas... and stuff.." "I have no idea.." he said unsure. His hands were shaking.

"what is it?"

"My fear was right..." he said. He looked as white as a ghost.

WHAT WAS HE TALKING ABOUT?

sry short ch! -kTe-