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The aftermath

"I-I promised her…5 years ago…" a voice echoed around her head "If it ever happens…That we can't trust each other no more…Then we're supposed to…drink…bottle…ugh..."

"N-no! Stop the trial! Your honour, we need recess!" Mr. Edgeworth's voice shouted from the other side of the court room.

"I…was stupid…Couldn't…keep…promise…" Terry gasped, "So I did it…I drank…this."

"No! We're so close, just a little more. I was going to prove your innocence!" Mia yelled out exhaustedly.

"No…don't want that…don't trust self…maybe kill again…kill sweet Dahlia…again…" Fawles choked out with a pained expression, as blood began to poor from his mouth.

"Mr. Fawles!"

"Mr. Ar…Armando…Th-thank you for the…coffee…" Terry fell to floor after coughing out his last sentence.

"MR. FAAAAAAAAWLES!" Mia screamed, as she awoke from her sleep. It was hardly surprising after such a traumatic first case that the events of that day had been on a permanent loop hole around her head. She began to weep a little as her thoughts gathered and she became aware that it had not all been a dream; Terry Fawles had killed himself …and it was all my fault.

There was a knock on her bedroom door that she only just about managed to answer with "Come in…"

"Are you crying again?"

She leaned her head forward so her hair covered her face. How could she have forgotten? Diego Armando had insisted on sleeping downstairs in case she needed practically refused to leave.

Mia sniffed "No, I'm…fine."

He walked over to the bed and sat down next to her while putting his arm around her as she wept, "Did you forget? The only time a lawyer can cry is when it's all over."

"Then I don't want be a lawyer any more…" she choked out.

He sighed, "It won't always hurt this much. What happened earlier was a great tragedy and the person who caused it was not brought to justice…" Diego paused with a very serious look on his face "…but it won't always be that way…Even if I have to do it myself!"

Mia stopped crying for a moment and looked up at him, surely he wasn't thinking of pursuing the case more? Had he not seen what had happened to everyone involved with Dahlia Hawthorne? "No, you can't…we should let it go…move on."

Diego raised one eyebrow "I'm sorry, but I can't see that happening. I know I said it won't always hurt so much but pain like this…It doesn't go away over night".

She sniffed, "I know that but…I don't want…I don't want…"

"Yes?" he asked quietly.

"Well…look at what's happened…Valerie died, Mr. Fawles joined her. Everyone connected to that case…well they died and now today you and I were defending Mr. Falwes. If we get any more connected to this case . . . we might join them".

Diego looked away a moment "You're upset . . . we can always discuss this tomorrow, can't we?" there was a little defiance in his voice. For once she didn't feel like arguing with him.

"I…I guess so. Goodnight Mr. Armando..."

"After all this you're still calling me Mr. Armando? Call me Diego…Goodnight Kitten." he said walking over to the door that shed light into her room.

She waited till he had closed the door before doing as he wished, "Goodnight…Diego." she whispered softly to the darkness.