This chapter pretty short and not a lot of action yet but things will start to pick up in the next chapter or so. Please review thanks.

Tru walked into the City Morgue, where she worked hoping this week she would only have the one job instead of the double life.

She looked around the place, thinking about all that had happened since Christmas. Her and Jack were back to opposite ends of the scale again, her and Jensen had broke up but they were still good friends, they both agreed that it would be better that way.

Tru smiled walked to Davis's office where he was, "Morning boss," she smirked.

Davis looked up, a serious look on his face. Tru knew that he usually always had a serious face but with this one she knew something was up.

Davis sat in silence for a few minutes not wanting to do this, her good mood hadn't help anything either.

"Davis, what is it?" Tru said, eyeing his cautiously.

"It's – Jensen," Davis said quietly, waiting a few minutes for Tru to process it.
"W-what do you mean, how, what happened?" Tru said, her head spinning, she needed answers, she was going to save him no matter what. Again.

"He – are you sure you want to know this?" Davis asked painfully.

Tru glared at him coldly, "I need to know this."

"He was shot, Carrie found him this morning."

"Where's the body?" Tru said, all work, refusing to believe that he was dead again.

"Tru, I really don't think that's such a good idea."

"I don't care what you think," Tru said through gritted teeth, "I will pull out check every dam place possible if you don't tell me where he is."

Davis looked at the floor then looked up, "You going to save him?"

"What do you think? I'm not letting him die again," Tru said tears swelling, everyone she loved died, maybe she was cursed.

"You can't save him," Davis whispered hoarsely.
"What?" Tru said beyond annoyed, beyond upset.

"You heard me." Davis said grimly, "I know you're upset and annoyed but he HAS to die and stay that way. He didn't ask for your help the first time and now he's dead – "

"Don't say that!" Tru yelled at him.

"He was meant to die and you know it, think about it, he's been different since he came back. People have to die. It's terrible when it's someone you love but it has to happen, no one lives forever."

"He died unfairly, twice! How is that right? I have the power to save him and I will."

"And if he doesn't ask?" Davis asked, worried about Tru, what was she going to do? He couldn't talk her out of this, things were going to get dangerous, even more than both of them realized.

"Then you better pray that there'll be another pick-up today." Tru stormed out, searching for Jensen's body.

Davis walked into the room to find Tru leaning over Jensen's body, holding his hand, crying and whispering, "How could this happen? How could this happen again?" over and over again.

Tru didn't even flinch when he walked in.

"Tru."

She looked up, "What?"

Davis looked at her, "I didn't say anything."

Tru looked slowly from Davis to Jensen and got there just in time to see his head moving to the side and hear him whisper, "Stop her."