It had been around a week since she'd seen L last. But she wasn't worried. Typically when he left her alone it was a week before he'd come back. She figured it either be today at Starbucks or during her walk home or maybe even at church or by their tree and he'd come up to her and they'd be back to enjoying each other's company.

"Is your name Samaki?" A man asked while she was sitting down a Starbucks. She looked at them both oddly.

"Ya-yes." She said shifting in her seat. There was another man next to him they both were considerably older then her.

"May we sit by you?" Sam could feel her leg start to shake out of nervousness.

"Y-es." She said again. The two men took seats by her and she silently prayed that L would come in that moment and help her.

"We're police officers that are working on the Kira case." They said. Sam nodded somewhat relieved by this information. "It is documented that in the case of… certain circumstances we would come to let you know-"

"Wh-what circumstances?" Sam interrupted in confusion.

"Miss, did you ever know L? He was the man in charge of Kira's case?" Sam's eyes widened her heart stopped. In the case of certain circumstances. The sentence replayed in her head.

"Is he alright?"

"Miss, he died yesterday." Sam blinked.

"…what?"

"It was a heart attack, we believe was caused by Kira." Sam blink again then shook her head.

"That's impossible."

"Miss-"

"No." she said to herself. "Kira couldn't have killed him because he never said his name."

"I know it's a lot to take in-"

"No!" she said firmly. "L's too smart for that. He wouldn't let Kira know his name. He never even let me know his name." Sam started crying. "He can't be dead, that's not possible."

"Please calm down-"

"You're lying to me aren't you?" she said looking at them both. "That's it, Ryuzaki sent you here to lie to me to protect me."

"Who is-"

"That's something he would do!"

"Miss if you don't believe us we could take you to the morgue right now and show you his body." The other officer spoke up. Tears fell out of Sam's eyes faster. "Look, L asked us to give you this," he pulled out a white envelope. "-and to make sure we took every precaution to keep you safe." Sam nodded taking in and letting out shuttered breaths.

The police officers talked to Sam's parents inside her house while Sam read the letter L had left for her outside. She sat under the tree with one hand holding the letter and the other one falling limp on the ground and feeling empty.

Dear Samaki,

There are a few things I would like you to know before I've died.

I think your name is so beautiful and I'm sorry I never got to give you my last name.

Even though I always knew it wasn't Sam. Considering that it's an English name and you're Japanese.

I left detailed instructions on where I was in the Kira case. So my death will only be a minor setback in finding Kira.

I want you to know that I whole heartedly love and believe in the things that you love and believe which gives me even more confidence that justice will be done and that in death I have nothing to fear, because I haven't truly died. Thank you for inviting me to your church and helping to give that to me.

I was going to throw in a joke about a bus but seeing as to how well the first one worked out I think I'll just let it go.

I find it absolutely hilarious that you first thought I was Kira.

Your hair with your white fuzzy hat reminds me of red velvet cake. Every other hairstyle pales in comparison.

I honestly suspected you to be Kira. When I found out you weren't I stayed because I thought maybe you knew something more then you led on; and then when I found that that wasn't true I thought that maybe you might know more then you even thought you knew; then when I found out that wasn't true, I was angry (Because as you know I hate to lose) but I found that I just liked being around you.

I love you.

It's weird to me, because I could've told any officer to follow you around or I could've followed around any student who took different ways home each day, but I didn't; which is why I firmly believe that me meeting you was completely God breathed.

-L. Lawliet