A/N: You don't know what you did with your reviews. Really, I was touched so much by them, you guys rock! Thanks to Cybrokat to beta it for me (very quickly :)), thanks to Silvia. Thanks to Evanescence, who dragged me through this with Breathe no more... And for anyone I forgot to mention here, and knows that he or she needs to be thanked, thank you :) Oh, I skipped some time, but the later chapters will be full of drama, so... you get more later, okay? I promise!

Some days later

The room was cold and dark, the lights were not on. Even though there was no life in it, he felt a presence there. This room was not empty. He searched for the button to turn on the light. He pushed it, and the fluorescent lamps turned on, hesitating at first. He blinked his eyes, and walked into the room. At the back of the room were boxes, metal boxes. He tried not to look at the autopsy table, where the body of an elder man lay. He walked straight to the metal boxes and searched for one specifically. He found where he was looking for and placed his hand on the handle. The pathologist had already opened the lock for him, so he only had to open the door and roll out the layer. He tarried, wasn't sure he could do this. He read the paper on the box.

Sara Sidle
Date of birth: 09/16/71
Date of death: 12/13/04
Date of release: 12/15/04
Release for burial

He shook his head. She had only reached the age of 33. Thirty-three. And I haven't got the chance to say goodbye to her. It shouldn't have been like this... it's just so wrong. She didn't deserve to die so early...

He removed his hand from the handle, but felt that this wouldn't make a difference; he had to tell her goodbye sometime. if he delayed, maybe he wouldn't have that chance anymore. He pushed the handle down, and opened the door. He could see one string of hair, escaped from under the sheet. He pulled the layer out of the storage, slowly, without looking at the shape of her dead body.

The layer stuck at the end. He still had moved his eyes away. Of course he had seen dead bodies, but not her dead body. He remembered he had to tell her goodbye, how hard it would be. She will be gone for good when I tell her goodbye, she will be gone. He knew that she was gone, but he had pushed that thought away, he didn't want to think about it. He knew that he had to face the reality and he finally looked at the sheet. It covered her body, only the shape of it was visible.

He took the upper part of the sheet and lifted it from her face. His hands shook, though he pushed himself to go on. He released her face from the fabric. He looked at her face, the closed eyes, beautiful nose, white mouth and pale skin that looked even paler in the fluorescent light. Her dark hair that surrounded her head, fan shaped. He wasn't scared by it; he just couldn't believe what he saw. This was not Sara, it couldn't be her. It must have been a mistake, a horrible mistake. Everyone must have been wrong, they must have mixed her up for someone else, and...

Deep in his heart, Greg knew that this was Sara; he just couldn't imagine his life without her. He laid his hand on her cheek, it felt cold, and not like normal skin. It has lost all its softness and elasticity. Small red spots were all over her face, though he could see some spark of the sparkling woman she used to be. He let his hand go off her face, and started to talk to her, as she was still here, with him.

"Why have you left us? Why, Sara? You know... these days, these two miserable days, this question is in my mind, all the time. And I just can't find an answer... no-one has an answer. Why have you left us? Why were you the one to leave this world? Was it God? Was it fate? I keep asking myself this question over and over again, and I still don't know why..."

He looked at her face, as if he could find an answer in there. He didn't receive one.

"You know... I've always had the biggest crush on you... maybe it's not something you tell... and it's not worth to tell it now... now you're dead... and you can't hear me, it doesn't matter, but... well... since you're gone... I don't know what to do... I have no idea why I'm saying this to you... I just want you to know... I miss you Sara."

He closed his eyes and a small tear found his way on his cheek. He swallowed hard. He opened his eyes and looked away from the layer.

"I think I... I've read your letter. And I want to tell you that what you told us was true... you know?"

He closed his eyes again and pressed his lips against each other. "I... I can't do this anymore... I'm sorry Sara, but I have to leave... I... can't say goodbye to you, not here, not now..."

He laid the sheet on her again, put her body in the storage. He closed the door and left the room, still crying.

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