Cameron, had finally arrived home. That taxi ride was tedious and it smelled musty. The constant thoughts that raced her mind had slowly become a migraine, and she just wanted to rest and put the day behind her.

Heaving a large sigh, she yanked off her lab coat, and threw it on the couch next to her. She was feeling worse every second and she hated herself. Why did she have to go and ask such a stupid question. She should've just let things be. And now that she asked that question, there was nothing that could be done.

Wincing, she stood up and headed to the medicine cabinet in her bathroom. Her migraine was just getting worse as she headed towards it.

Opening the cabinet, she saw her various aspirins. One for colds and sinus pain, one for muscular pain, one for cramps,one for nausea, and one for migraines. Bingo. Reaching in she grabbed the bottle and yanked the thing out. Hearing no rattle, she ripped off the cap and cursed under her breath. Nothing. Maybe she could use one for pain. She grabbed it and again, there was nothing. She repeated this until she ripped apart her whole medicine cabinet. She was out of everything. Why on earth would she keep empty bottle. She was almost certain they were full last night.

As her migraine proceeded, she felt herself mincing in pain with a single tear drop falling unto her cheek. Knowing where it was actually from, she got angry with herself and slammed the medicine cabinet door shut shattering the mirror and as she stared at the shattered image in front of her. Tear streaked and disheveled. Reaching out, she touched the glass and blinked, that was when she realized it wasn't the mirror that had actually shattered but her heart.