Parting from their hug, Gabrielle looked over to see the heartbroken look on Beth's face. She frowned understanding that look to some extent. Gabrielle stepped away from Mick who frowned feeling a little broken hearted, he parted his lips to protest but Gabrielle beat it to him,

"I'll be upstairs, but you've got something more important to do right now," she said hinting as her eyes looked away from Mick's face to look over at Beth who was still staring at the carpet. Gabrielle didn't glance at Beth as she walked up those stairs.

Mick looked over at Beth, not sure where he and her stood now. He felt as though Gabrielle really understood him. She had this aura that gave him a sense of being human.

"Beth," he croaked her name out as she looked up at him with those tear filled eyes. Swiftly he appeared in front of her, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger. "I..love you," he whispered.

Beth's eyes widened as she heard those three words. He loves me. He loves me. He loves me. Was all she could think of at the moment. Not even when Mick had led her over to the sofa and sat her down, she continued to have that blank stare in her eyes but her lips curled upwards into a smile slowly and finally she looked over at Mick who sat waiting patiently for her.

"I love you too," she whispered pressing her lips against his cold ones quickly. Instantly, his fingers curled themselves into her wavy hair and pulled her closer to him.

Gabrielle stared up at her ceiling as Pongo curled up beside her snoring as a dog would. She smiled staring over at her companion.

Envy.

Gabrielle had always dreamt of a happily ever after since she was a little girl.

Jealousy.

Gabrielle was clearly jealous of the relationship and passion that Mick and Beth had. She wished that she could have experienced a love like that.

Hatred.

Gabrielle held so much hate towards the person that made her into this. She dreamt so many nights that she was able to plunge a knife through his cold heart, or better yet slice that ugly head off.

But despite those feelings of such negativity, Gabrielle felt something grow, a deep bubbly feeling that made her toes tingle and her heart beat so loudly that she felt it was going to explode!

Love. Or was it a crush?

She wasn't sure but she felt a strong feeling towards the blue eyed Josef. And with that, the thought of his name brought a smile to her lips. She felt her cheeks reddened and she squealed, kicking her legs onto the mattress and swinging her arms around like a teenager in love.

Pongo was woken up rudely and barked at his friend who had ignored him. If Pongo was able to, he would have rolled his eyes before leaping off the bed and walking over to his bed and falling asleep.

She hadn't notice he was gone until Mick knocked on her door lightly, asking if she was alright. She stared at Pongo oddly who was oblivious to her stare and answered Mick.

"Of course Micky, how's Beth?" Although separated from Mick by a wooden door, Gabrielle could see Mick fidgeting around with her question. "Micky? Is everything alright?" she asked softly not to awaken Pongo as she walked over to the door.

"Of course," Mick answered her convincingly before she could open the door. However no matter how convincing the answer had sounded, Gabrielle knew better. She knew that Mick was not really alright, she knew he was struggling with some inner argument.

She could only wish Mick was honest with her but that's the irony, who was she kidding?

She wasn't all honest with Mick herself.

She had kept one big secret to herself.

She was on her way to get herself killed, she knew that.

She was being reckless, trying to fix the problem by herself.