Author's notes: I'm evil and I know it… not updating for almost two months… Sorry. I've been busy and… (gulps) I hate to admit it, and I know I said this would never happen but… I'm sort of out of my ASOUE stage. Don't get me wrong, I still read the books, watch the movie, and read fanfiction for it… but I'm sorry to say that my obsession is over. My current obsessions are listed on my profile, the most prominent one: Newsies (if you haven't seen the movie, I recommend it).

So, I'm going to finish this story. But, it will probably be my last ASOUE fic. Sorry. Thanks to all of my wonderful reviewers- don't worry; I'll still be around. This is just my last story in this fandom. Which means that I'm probably not going to write Unfortunate Side Story, since it never exactly got on paper.

Chapter Twelve: Hiding the Truth Part II

Klaus rolled his eyes. He was sick of Quigley and Duncan fussing over him all the time. He wasn't dead… yet. But he did have to admit that he'd been coughing up blood more and more, and it was getting harder to hide the truth from his sister and his girlfriend. But… it would be all over soon.

One night about three weeks later, Klaus was tossing and turning in his sleep. His chest felt like it was on fire, and he couldn't stand the pain anymore. Death would be a happy thing over the wave of painful nights he had been experiencing lately.

Violet could tell something was up- Klaus wasn't acting normal. What was wrong with her brother? He hadn't been reading as much as he usually did. And he was getting thinner, and hardly eating anything. Was her brother still sick? Was there something he wasn't telling her?

Klaus was spending more and more time in his room, trying to make up for the lost sleep.

About a week later, Klaus went to bed in the morning and didn't come out all day. He was just about to sleep again; a start to what he was hoping would be one of the last of his painful nights, when someone pounded on his door.

"What?" he said, he voice hoarse. That was another thing- his voice didn't sound like his own anymore- it sounded scratchier, gruffer.

Duncan and Quigley burst in.

"Well, what is it?" he said.

"Uh…" Quigley said, at a lost for words.

"What is it?" Klaus asked again.

"Fernald's dead. He was found dead this morning- and the police suspect it was murder," Duncan said.

"Do they know who?"

"They think it was Fiona," Quigley replied. "They've tried her, and she was given a life sentence in prison."

"Well that's good news!" Klaus said. "But… what's wrong?"

"Klaus… Isadora went to the scene to see what happened this afternoon, but…"

Klaus was getting impatient. What happened to Isadora?

"They caught her. Fiona was nowhere to be found, and they mistook Izzy as her. Isadora is now in prison, for a crime she didn't commit. Izzy's in jail, Klaus."

Author's notes: Cliffy! Well, I'm going to see if I can post a chapter later today or tomorrow… I want to finish this story up. And thanks again for all the birthday wishes and the awesome reviews!