A/N: Arg! I am failing miserably in my promise to post sooner! I try, really I do! I see the reviews, and I go, oh yeah! Gatta post, and then my friends go and call me, so you can blame it on them! Just kidding, I know, I should have posted, I just hope you all bare with me for the time being. After this update, I think there's only…3 or so more chapters and then it's over: ( I'm glad you guys are enjoying. Hope you like the updates!
Chapter 13
3:00
Tru finished her story and Davis stared at her in silence.
"Wow." He said, trying to figure out what to say.
"Yeah." Tru stated, and sighed. She glanced at her watch. Three and a half hours to go. She thought. "Now you understand why I have to talk to him? I need to"
"No Tru. Jack's right. He's not going to see the error of his ways." Davis said, looking at her sympathetically.
"I have to try." Tru said, looking pained.
"It's not your job to save everyone." Davis pointed out, hoping she wouldn't beat herself up too much over her father.
"I'm not trying to save him," Tru insisted. "Davis, I need to know why. I want to try and understand…" Tru stopped herself, feeling tears forming in her eyes. She didn't want to cry, not now; she'd already cried over her father, more times than she'd like to count or admit too. She was done with that.
"I know Tru, but you need to look out for yourself too." Davis advised, looking concerned.
"I need to do this," Tru insisted, picking up her jacket she had hung on the back of her chair.
"Just…Just be careful." Davis said, looking pained. Tru smiled at him.
"You know me." Tru said, her voice light hearted as she pulled her jacket on.
"That's why I worry." Davis muttered. Tru gave him a mock glare.
"I'll call ya later, ok?" Tru said, leaving the office. Davis followed her and sighed as she left the morgue and into the hallway.