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"Libby?" Sheen asked slowly, carefully. He didn't want to upset her further. "Is there anything I can do for you?" He knew there wasn't, but he felt it best to lay the offer down. He didn't like seeing her hurting so much, with nothing he could do. "Cindy was a really good person.."

"How would you know?" Libby spat. "You barely even knew her.."She was standing before Cindy's grave, in a black skirt and matching blouse. Everyone here was in black. Libby turned, and caught sight of Jimmy. He had been silent since he had woken up, save when he had talked to Carl. Carl was here now as well, looking a bit healthier, though his face was still sunken in. But Jimmy was just standing, out of everyone's way, watching the funeral as though he were an outsider, someone who didn't even know Cindy.

But that was a lie. Jimmy had known Cindy the best of all. Libby wanted to yell at Jimmy, hit him. She knew that what Cindy would want right now was for Jimmy to be all right, not to be refusing to let anyone in on his thoughts. Jimmy was sinking, drowning in the same kind of pain Cindy had felt. Well, Cindy, He thought bitterly, When you were feeling this bad, you killed yourself. Maybe I should follow you...we're supposed to be together. Even when I was little and both of us were always arguing, I knew we'd end up together. So why'd you ruin it? Why did you have to leave me alone? I'm lost without you...

From seemingly nowhere, music began to start playing, swelling louder until it reached Jimmy.

Notice me

Take my hand.

Why are we strangers when

Our love is strong..

Why carry on without me?

Jimmy had been ok at the funeral. Sure, he had been silent, but what was there to say? The "I'm so sorries" and the "I knew your daughter, she was a great girl."s only seemed to make Mrs. Vortex cry harder and longer. So he had kept his mouth shut, but he had been fine...until he had walked by the open casket and seen Cindy lying there..that had been too much. He had fallen to his knees and started sobbing openly. What the hell gave her the right to leave him? He had always thought she loved him back..her doing this confirmed it, but that was of no comfort. Instead, it sent stabs of pain through Jimmy's heart, realizing she had done this for him.

Everytime I try to fly, I fall,

Without my wings, I feel so small.

I guess I need you, baby.

And everytime I see you in my dreams,

I see your face, it's haunting me.

I guess I need you baby..

The nightmares had started since he had seen her lying on the table in the hospital. Everytime he closed his eyes, he relived her death. He knew much about suffocation, about the pain and agony that went with drowning. And seeing Cindy go through that, without any way to help her..it was too painful to bare. He had to go on sleeping pills he developed himself in order to just have darkness when he slept.

I make believe that you are here.

It's the only way I see clear.

What have I done?

You seem to move on easy..

Still, his body had felt extremely tired with only the pitch black to accompany him while he slept. More than once, he had fallen asleep at school, only to dream of Cindy. She was in front of him, and he kept trying to catch up..but she was so fast...there was no way he could keep up with her. And being awake wasn't much help, either. Jimmy still turned to face the desk beside his, trying to tell Cindy something, or believing he had heard a voice telling him he was wrong. But the desk was always empty...

And everytime I try to fly, I fall,

Without my wings, I feel so small.

I guess I need you, baby.

And everytime I see you in my dreams,

I see your face, you're haunting me,

I guess I need you baby.

Most of the time, Jimmy could handle himself. But when he couldn't, it was often Cindy who helped him through particularly difficult situations. She was always there when he needed her. So why wasn't she there now?

I may have made it rain,

Please forgive me..

If my weakness caused you pain,

Then this song is my sorry..

Bitter tears streaked down his cheeks, rolling until they fell off his face. It was him not being strong enough to wake up just a few hours sooner that had lead to this. The girl he loved was dead, all because of him.

Oohh..

At night I pray..

That soon your face will fade away..

All at once, he just wanted to forget about Cindy, erase her from his memory completely so that he couldn't feel this pain, but then, he thought it would be even more painful to lose even the memories he had of her. Even the ones that weren't all that pleasant, he wanted to hold onto, to never let go of. They were all he had left of her. Jimmy had already lost her once, to lose her again was unthinkable.

And everytime I try to fly, I fall,

Without my wings, I feel so small.

I guess I need you, baby..

And everytime I see you in my dreams,

I see your face, you're haunting me

I guess I need you baby.

There was nothing left to do, he thought. But then, he had a sudden burst of inspiration. There was still one thing he could do..but the dangers were great. Yet it seemed like the price was tiny in comparison with never seeing Cindy again..he had to take that chance. Determinedly, he got to his feet, and raced off to his lab.