Author's notes: Uh, I thought I had better update… considering the new book that's coming out on Tuesday will probably cancel out everything in my story.

Oh, and by the way, this chapter has a tiny bit of some swearing and (um) not appropriate stuff… in a little catfight between Fiona and Isadora. Which was actually pretty funny to write, considering that I based it off of a scene at a dance last week… well, I don't think you people care about my social life.

So, here goes!

Chapter Fourteen: Moonlight

Isadora shivered. It was very cold in her cell- freezing despite the summer heat. She looked at the mirror above the sink- the orange jumpsuit she was wearing was hideous.

The cell was small- nothing but a bed, a toilet and a sink. She was glad that she fortunate enough to have a cell with a window. It was tiny, but at least she could see out, past the barbed wire and out onto the river. She wondered what would happen if someday she followed that river… if she ever got out of the prison.

Isadora looked at the grounds, lit up by the moonlight. She thought of the last time she stared at the moon so intently- the night that she and Klaus fell in love. She wondered if he could see the moon too.

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"He's going to die tonight," Quigley muttered as he stepped over a branch. "He's a goner… I feel bad for telling him about Izzy now- I think the stress made him collapse."

Duncan shrugged, unusually quiet. Between Isadora and Fiona's mishap and the fact that Klaus was dying, he had a lot on his mind. And he wondered where Fiona, who had not shown herself yet, was.

They were on their way to the jail, through the woods in back of the hospital. They would visit "Fiona" and then try to come up with a way to spring her. Unless…

Duncan grinned. He had an idea.

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Fiona sighed. She was frightened. That morning, she walked in from a walk with Duncan, and she saw her brother's body on the floor. The bag of "groceries" (her excuse to see Duncan was that she was going to get groceries at a 24 hour place because the lines would be shorter) fell to the floor with a thud. She ran to his body, and noticed the rope that was attached to his neck, which was broken and bruised. She checked the bruise.

Now, what did Klaus tell me about hangings? Fiona thought. She hadn't been paying attention at the time- she was staring at Klaus's beautiful eyes. I'm so stupid! I could know who did this!

She called 911. The police came and studied the body and scene, then left to get a coroner. That left Fiona and Fernald (well, Fernald's body) alone. Or so she thought. A few minutes later, she heard a voice from behind.

"Well, Fiona," Isadora said, a grim look on her face as she stepped out of the shadows, "once again we find you with someone inert."

"Shut up, bitch," was Fiona's reply.

"I will when you tell me what's going on."

"Why should I?"

"Because if you don't, I'll go straight to the police and tell them how you stalked Klaus. Oh, and I believe I heard something about you threatening him that day at the hospital? Well, newsflash- Klaus hates you. He loves me." Isadora answered with a smirk.

Fiona stared. The girl thought that she still loved Klaus! Which meant that Duncan hadn't told anyone… Then, she thought, and choosing her words carefully so they couldn't be used against her, she started to speak.

"I'm over him, Isa-WHORE-a," she said, eyes narrowed. "I guess your dear brother hasn't told you yet."

"My name's Isa- wait a minute, who hasn't told me what?" Isadora inquired, puzzled.

"Duncan didn't tell you? Oh, my!" she said with mock surprise. "We've been dating for almost a month!"

Isadora's jaw dropped. "So you're the reason he's been so quiet lately!"

"Partly. The other part you'll have to find out for yourself." Fiona turned on her heel and walked out of the house.

It wasn't until later that she heard that Isadora had been mistaken for her. Although she was thrilled that her enemy was in jail, she was upset that she now had to change her name… get a new alibi… dye her hair or something. She really didn't care to think at the moment- she was too busy grieving over the death of her brother.

She was packing up the few belongings that she would take with her, when she heard a bang on the door.

"FI-FI!" Duncan called. Fiona smiled, despite herself. She always smiled at her boyfriend's voice.

"Fi-Fi?" Quigley said, laughing.

Fiona's grin turned to a frown as she realized that Duncan was not alone. "Coming."

She walked down the stairs, and threw her arms open, welcoming Duncan into a kiss. To her surprise, Duncan refused, and instead slapped her on the face.

Quigley's jaw dropped in awe. "You bitch-slapped her?"

Duncan nodded. "What the hell were you thinking?"

Fiona rubbed her sore cheek. "What?"

"When you killed your brother. When my sister was blamed. What were you thinking?"

"I didn't kill him! I found him dead!"

"Sure! And that's why my sister (whose name is apparently now Fiona) is in jail. And it's all your fault. And you need to figure out someway to fix it, or I swear bitch that I will kill you," Duncan threatened.

"Duncan, isn't that a little harsh-" Quigley began.

"NO, IT ISN'T! Isadora's in jail, Quigs… what the hell are we supposed to do about it!"

Fiona was determined to make him feel bad.

"Where's Klaus? Shouldn't Isa-WHORE-a's boyfriend be the one saving her?" Fiona said, trying to make Duncan feel jealous. But it was for naught.

"DON'T TALK ABOUT ISA-DOR-A THAT WAY!" Quigley hollered, now officially as furious as Duncan.

"For your information, bitch," Duncan spat, "Klaus is dying. He's in the hospital, lying there unconscious, dying of tuberculosis."

Fiona's narrowed eyes grew wide.

"And you know what?" Quigley added. "We can't even tell Isadora that. BECAUSE OF YOU."

"I-I-I…" Fiona tried to find the right words. He was right; her attitude towards Isadora was inexcusable. "Fine. What can I do to help?"

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Violet sat in a chair next to her unconscious brother, her sister asleep in her lap.

"Oh, Klaus…" she whispered. It was odd how calm she was- the last time, when the outcome wasn't certain, she panicked. Now this time, when she knew what Klaus's fate would be, she was calm. Calm and frightened. Frightened by the machines, frightened of the horrors that Isadora was no doubt going through, and frightened for herself. What would she do when Klaus died?

She wished that he would wake up, and speak to her that one last time. To tell her that it would be all right, that he was going to heaven and that she shouldn't worry.

But nothing was all right. Nothing had been all right since a certain day on a certain beach when a certain man came to tell them that their lives would be changed forever.

And now she waited, for what was sure to be certain death.

Author's notes: That's the longest chapter yet… and I hope to have the next up ASAP… I want this story finished by Tuesday, so expect a lot of updates. Thanks for all of the reviews! Keep reviewing- I love hearing from you guys!