Chapter 6: Come Back To Me

Disclaimer: I do do do do do do do NOT own Case Closed. Gosho Aoyama is the mastermind behind this phenomenal show.

A Few Notes:

1. I've never read the books. I've only seen the show. They took it off air and I bought some of the DVDs. So there's a big gap between the episodes I've seen, but I have done my research.

2. This is my fic written the way I want it. If it's inaccurate I'm sorry. You can give suggestions, but I'll choose if I want to add them or not.

3. I'm not planning this to be long or good. This is my first romance so it may suck.

4. There will be no Japanese in the making of this fic. Let's move on to the story now.

5. Italics will be used for when people are thinking. And another little surprise I have.

The next day Conan woke up and noticed Rachel standing by the window. The snow from the previous night hadn't ceased yet and Rachel seemed peaceful as the beautiful pure snowflakes. There was soft calming music playing quietly in the background. Conan went into a daze while daydreaming about his perfect Rachel.

Conan came out of his daze when he heard Rachel sing along softly with the music. Her voice was so soothing to him, and it made him greatly joyous to see Rachel with a genuine smile on her face. He walked over to her staring at the white ice.

"What are you listening to, Rachel?" Conan asked sweetly breaking the silence in the room.

Rachel looked down and smiled at him. "It's the CD Serena got me."

"Oh that's cool!" Conan looked out the window mindlessly until Rachel's voice rang once again.

"Do you want to know why I wanted this CD so bad?"

Conan looked up at her. "Why?"

"Because it has my favorite song on it." As Rachel said that she turned and walked to the kitchen to get breakfast started. She still had plenty of time before her dad would wave up though.

Conan, overcome by curiosity, walked to Rachel's side again. The music still played, but only now Rachel was only humming. He walked over to the table and sat down before speaking again.

"So, what's your favorite song and why?"

Rachel turned and looked at the inquisitive grade-schooler with soft eyes. Then she giggled.

"Well, I like it because it makes me think of Jimmy, of course!"

Conan blushed and laughed nervously.

"Here, listen!" Rachel finished before walking over to the stereo. She changed the song and adjusted the volume. Soon, words from the song could be heard. Conan listened intently while Rachel sang along.

Staring at this empty chair,

Wishing that you were here,

The only thing I know,

Is I can't let go,

I know that you are far away

But a part of you will always stay

In my heart

Miles won't tear us apart

Every second I think of you

And all the things we used to do

You promised you never leave me alone

So, I'll keep waiting for you to come home

Come back to me

Come back to me, my love

I feel that you are close

But, I can't see your face

Come back to me

Come back to me, my love

I heard you say my name

But you were no where around

Le fait de regarder fixement cette chaise vide,

Les vœux que vous soyez ici,

La seule chose je sais,

Est je ne peux pas laisser vont,

Je sais que vous êtes loin

Mais une partie d'entre vous restera toujours

Dans mon coeur

Les miles ne nous déchireront pas

Chaque seconde je pense à vous

Et toutes les choses nous avons eu l'habitude de faire

Vous avez promis que vous ne me laissez jamais la paix

Ainsi je ferai attendre pour vous pour aller à la maison

Revenu à moi

Revenu à moi, mon amour

J'estime que vous êtes proches

Mais, je ne peux pas voir votre visage

Revenu à moi

Revenu à moi, mon amour

Je vous ai entendus dire mon nom

Mais vous n'étiez pas où autour de

Come back to me

Come back to me, my love

I feel that you are close

But, I can't see your face

Come back to me

Come back to me, my love

I heard you say my name

And there you are

But now that you are here

Please don't leave again

The song ended and Conan's new beet red (EVEN THOUGH BEETS ARE PURPLE) blush was inevitable. He stared out into space wide-eyed. Luckily it had faded some by the time Rachel put a plate of food in front of him. Conan ate in total silence while Rachel went to wake up her dad.

Conan sighed once she was out of the room. Rachel, I'm here, I'm right here. I haven't gone anywhere. I'm sorry you feel alone…The thoughts played in his head as guilt washed through him. Then he remembered the day before, and the smile she had.

When Rachel came back Conan noticed the neck he had bought her was still around her neck, and he remembered the bouquet of flowers on the table. He smiled at he little gifts he had gotten her and how pleased she had been just to see him yesterday. One last thought he had before taking a bite of the nourishment on the plate. At least you know that I think about you too, Rachel. You'll never be alone…

I'm sooooo sorry I took a YEAR, pretty much… to update the final chapter. It's really pathetic that I had writer's block for that long! I'm also really sorry for my rudeness. I was looking back at my responses to reviews and I was mean! Your reviews really do mean a lot to me and I'm a horrible person for taking the m granted. HAVE MERCY ON MY PITIFUL SOUL! Well anyways, it's finally over and hopefully I won't twist and turn in my bed at night worrying about this fic anymore. I love you all and pleeeeeeease review!

Oh and by the way, the French lyrics are the same as the English, so no need to translate!