She sighed. Another day had gone by. Another day of silence, of suffering and, most important, of dreams. Why couldn't those depressing movies stay away? What she needed wasn't that. What she needed wasn't even possible. She needed another world, another life, just to be with him or just to never knowing he existed.

Why could no one grant this one wish, while it could be her last?

She had wished a lot in the month after he dumped her. Wished he would see his mistake, that he could see she loved him and wouldn't do anything to hurt him. Wished she could stop loving him and that she could let him go, because he would never take her back. And finally wished she had never met him, that she had never gone to New York, because it was just too painful now.

But the wishing didn't help and so she found herself even a step lower at the ladder that was her life, even though she thought she already hit rock bottom. She had messed up the burned Jane Doe case by opening the wrong bag of evidence while thinking of her life, so Mac had to fire her. Then she couldn't even afford the rent on her apartment and was packing the most basic stuff she needed to live on the street. Luckily Stella saved her by taking her in, otherwise she wouldn't have survived with all the emotional traumas she had gone through.

And all that happened in just one day, and it wasn't even noon yet. One day, or half a day, was enough for fate to think she wasn't miserable enough and take more things away from her. Her job. Her apartment. Her life, or what was left of it. It just didn't made sense to her. A month ago she had everything she wanted. And now it was all gone. She started to think it was the fault of her pregnancy, but that couldn't be, the child was just a part of her.

And, oh, how happy she had been when Danny asked her if he could talk to her.

But again it didn't go like she expected. He said he wanted to consider dating her again if she agreed on an abortion. She said no immediately, family always had been the most important thing to her. If she said yes she could get him back, but she just couldn't do it, especially because she knew from his reaction that he never wanted to give her children. So, she had said no.

He had sent her out of his apartment and when he had closed the door she had slid down and silently cried sitting there. She didn't know how long she had sat there, but suddenly she heard him moving close to the door. She couldn't help but listen, to hear what he was thinking.

"I love you Montana. I really do. But I just can't be with you, you wouldn't even understand when I would tell you."

She gasped, quickly threw her hands in front of her mouth and ran to hide. She had guessed right when she heard a door being opened and shut a few seconds later. She walked past his apartment, everything a blur, not knowing she was being watched.

After a trip home, which went by in a blur too, she finally arrived, opened the door and sat down on the couch, not knowing what to do. She didn't know how long she had been sitting there when Stella came home and said there was a new woman working at the lab. Apparently this woman had been waiting for a job at the New York crime lab for a long time and got hired when she was fired. Stella talked some more about the lab. And eventually she got the feeling she was hiding something. Stella thought for a minute and then she wished she hadn't asked anything.

Stella told her that there were rumours going on in the lab about this new woman, Eva. Some said she had known Danny from long ago. Some said they had been in a relationship. And the one you could hear the most said that she only came to work in the lab to be with Danny and that they were dating, which was the real reason she got hired so fast.

That day was almost more painful than the day he dumped her. She had searched for this woman when she was finished and nothing but good had come up. She walked to her self-made bed and lied down on it to look at the ceiling. Her job. Her life. Him. She had lost it all. After Stella had told her Danny was dating Eva, she wanted to go to his apartment to see how she looked like. But she just couldn't. And that night she had dreamt another dream that became familiar to her for the first time.

The dream that crushed hope.