Disclaimer: I still don't own it all! Sighs.

A/N: I'm not going to say who's right, just yet. I'll leave you guessing for a bit! This chapter is in the other person's POV. There's a hell of a lot more clues as to who they are in this one. :)

'Please can you tell me, so I can finally see, where you go when you're gone?'

Michelle Branch, All You Wanted.

"Oh, you mean you'll actually be here in the morning then? That'll be a first."

I guess you won that argument, because as I open my eyes to the sun streaming through the window, I find I'm still in bed. I sit up, finding you already standing at the doorway. I smile lightly but you're not watching me. You're staring just behind me, before I get the chance to speak; you walk away into the living room.

I shake off the strange case of deja vu as I follow you into the living room and to the chair you've just thrown yourself on. "Are you ok?" I mutter.

"Fine. Just tired I guess."

"Tired?"

"Didn't sleep much, too worried about you."

I widen my eyes, though I didn't mean to, me? I shake my head slightly and stare at you hoping you'll enlighten me. Just as I go to give up, you speak.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

I avoid looking into your eyes as you stare up at me, I can tell you're ready to cry but I can't bear the thought that I've hurt you. I sit down on the coffee table in front you of and take your hands in mine. They're warm, as I sigh lightly; you tilt your head to catch my eyes.

"I didn't want to worry you." That wasn't true, well it was partly the reason I didn't tell you. But your eyes tell me you know more than I'm saying.

"That's not all is it?"

I shake my head reluctantly and break contact with you; you pull your hands back onto your lap as I scratch my head lightly. How do I say it? Oh, I know…

"I figured that if I didn't say anything about it, then it wouldn't be true. And I'd still have a father. Everyone one I love leaves, my mum and sister moved away after dad's death, apparently staying here is a bad idea. And if-"

"If you told me, I'd leave?" You cut me off, which is probably a good thing as I can feel unshed tears surface in my eyes.

I nod again, you're right.

"I'd never leave. Especially now."

I look into your eyes, bright baby blue eyes are now shimmering with tears, as you blink, they cascade down your cheeks one after the other. I pull you close and nuzzle my face into your shoulder. God, I really hope your right this time. If I lose one more person I'll break.

Now my tears are falling from my eyes, and onto your white top, I close my eyes tightly and cling onto you.

"I love you." I hear you whisper into my neck, a shiver runs down my spine lightly at the feel of your breath on my neck. Your words reply in my mind over and over again before they sink in. I smile against your shoulder.

"I love you too."

I look up and gently pull away from you grudgingly; I hate that, having to part from somewhere you find comforting. I look into your eyes as you gaze at me, your eyes are glazed over slightly I smile and you seem to snap back into reality. You smile brightly at me, god I love that.

"Look at us, we're sitting crying our eyes out and it's beautiful outside." You smile again as I shake my head lightly. You're hinting for us to go out somewhere, you're not very subtle with these kind of things. Maybe that's why we work so well?

"I'll get dressed. We can go somewhere."

You nod with a smile and as I walk away I hear you speak quickly. "I never thought you'd give me another chance."

I smile and carry on walking into your room, "I'm glad I did." I call back as I search for my clothes I keep in the drawer.

When I emerge from the room in jeans and a black t-shirt, you're standing in the middle of the room in white top and grey trousers. You smile and take my hand. "How about you show me where you go every morning?"

What was a bitter argument last night has become something you want to be part of. I ponder it for a moment; do I really want you to know?

I slowly nod and reach for the door.

The journey there was quiet; as I pull the van up in front of a church you look confused. I get out and you're staring at the large building in front of you. I smile at your amazement; sometimes I forget where you're really from.

"Come with me." I take your hand again and lead you around the church to a small graveyard.

I see you wrinkle your nose out the corner of my eyes. I smile sadly and stop in front of a headstone with my father's name on. There's flowers all over the front, I notice most are from my friends, blue, red and yellow flowers scattered in a pot, there's darker red and blue flowers too. I smile again, this time I'm happier. Whoever told them, I'm glad they did, at least I know my friends aren't going anywhere yet.

I blink and realise you're kneeling next to the headstone, your fingers run lightly over the words, as you quietly read them out. I kneel next to you as you look at me.

"He taught me all I know. About everything." I state, more to myself than you. But you hear it too; you nod lightly and look at the flowers.

"Colourful." You smile and I laugh at your comment despite the circumstances. "Is he…you know?" You point to the ground and wrinkle your nose again.

I understand what you mean, I nod and run my hand along the earth, the grass hadn't chance to grow yet. Though I'm sure dad would prefer the earth to be there. I look at you as you get up and pat my shoulder. I nod and stay where I am.

You walk away and I'm alone.

I stare at the words on the headstone and run my hand through the earth again, a sigh reaches my lips and I lower my head.

I don't know how long I've sat here alone, but when I look up, I see you standing next to me with a bunch of flowers in your hand. You kneel by me again and place the orange and pink flowers next to the yellow ones.

I take your hand silently and help you up. We've been here too long. We walk back along the path back to the road, I take one last look behind me, the colourful set of flowers stand out and I smile.

You look at me and I wrap my arm around your waist, you stop walking and face me, "are you ok?" I nod, and mean it. I'm fine now.

I can finally say goodbye.

Well, it's the end of another chappy! Can you tell who they are yet? There are loads of clues in there as to which at least one of them are! Review and let me know what you think!!