I'm so sorry! I just had a really bad case of writer's block...damn writer's block.

Anyways, I really enjoyed writing this chapter! It was touching. Oh and now I guess I should say that I'm in no way Christian, or any other religion really, but I do beleive in God, just not some of the stories in the bible and I'm sorry if I got some stuff mixed up that do make sense to me.

Please review!

His eyes kept to her as she paced back and forth for no reason whatsoever.

"Sybil, you should rest."

"I'm completely fine now, Ryuu. Really." Lawliet sighed, knowing that he wouldn't get anywhere at this rate.

It had been two weeks since she had returned to the investigation and in that period, she had returned her to her original self. Of course, as much of a relief as that was, his concern for her remained the same.

Now that she had returned, he didn't want her out of his sight any longer. In fact, he had a very difficult time letting her return to her apartment with her family. Most of the time, he followed her with a laptop under his arm to keep a close eye on Light and Misa, much to Sybil's protests.

"Sybil." She stopped pacing and looked towards him, blinking before smiling.

"Really, I'm fine now." He stood up and gently ran his thumb along the dark smudges beneath her eyes.

Her eyes widened as she realized why he was so worried.

"Do I really still look that bad?" L frowned slightly.

"You do not look bad, merely tired and you are still thin. However, you look much better than you did two weeks ago."

"Ryuu- " She paused and another smile touched her face.

"- just admit it, I still look like something the cat dragged in. 'Course I do look better than I did then, but-"

"You're glowing." She stared at him, her smile slipping into a frown of confusion.

"What?" Lawliet tilted his head slightly, watching as the whitish angelic light around the young woman suddenly vanished.

He blinked.

Was that just a hallucination? He could swear that she was just- yes, Sybil was definitely glowing just a moment ago. But- how?

He decided it would be best to not mention it again and to lie around the off guard statement.

"Nevermind."

"Ryuu? Are you okay?"

"Hmm, of course. I just need some coffee." Sybil immediately stepped backwards, crossed her arms, and rose an eyebrow.

"You're telling me to rest when you're obviously more exhausted than I am? Maybe you should get some sleep, even if it's only an hour."

"You know it's impossible for me to do that. Especially with all of the plans."

"Oh, right. That building's nearly finished, isn't it? The new headquarters?"

"Yes." Sybil immediately realized that his answer was too short.

Her eyes narrowed.

He was hiding something.

"What else is there?" L blinked at her innocently as he brought his thumb to his lip.

So, she had caught on already. It seemed that her obvious weakened condition hadn't effected her mind in the least. Then again, she had spent a week recuperating so it did make sense.

"As usual, there is nothing I can get by you." Her eyes remained narrowed and her arms crossed.

Lawliet kept his focus on her.

It would become obvious sooner or later what he planned to do. After all, Sybil was quick to pick up on such things.

"The killings stopped completely the first two weeks of Light Yagami's confinement. It's obvious to me that he must be watched." His hands made their way to his pockets and Sybil ran her fingers through her bangs.

"So- you're going to do something drastic just to prove he's Kira?" She felt her heart pound against her chest, threatening to go into cardiac arrest and/or pop completely out of her bosom.

Either wasn't a pleasant thought.

Lawliet was putting his life on the line for this. Just as she was- only, she knew that she was going to die no matter what she did.

"Right then. Exactly how to you plan to do that? And please don't tell me it involves handcuffing yourself to the kid." Of course, she was being sarcastic, but when she saw the look in his eyes, her own eyes widened.

"You've- you've got to be kidding me."

"Unfortunately not. As soon as Light Yagami and Misa Amane are released from confinement and a simple experiment is run-"

"- I get it. I get it. Really. You don't need to explain it. Just- don't forget about me, okay?" It was meant to be a small joke, but it caused his eyes to narrow.

"Forget about you? I fail to see how I could ever do that. Especially not with your little escapade recently." Her eyes widened and then a tiny smile formed.

"I was kidding. I know you'd never forget about me. I just thought I'd hint that I still have some insecurities, that's all." She paused and then decided to change the subject.

It would be best considering that Lawliet was seemingly beginning to get frustrated with her behavior.

She absentmindedly glanced up at the shinigami on the ceiling before releasing a sigh.

"Anyway, how long do you plan to keep my father and that crazy satanist on the Task Force? You know, I think even Matsuda is beginning to get suspicious of how they know me. 'Specially Jerrod. We look so much alike. Our eyes must give it away." L frowned and sat himself back down on the bed in his usual position, knees to chest.

Was she really worried about that or was it merely a change of subject? Either seemed likely in this case, considering the situation. She acted as though she disliked her father, but L would always remember the conversation that they had about her relationship with the man.

No matter what Jerrod did in the past, Sybil was keen on reminding Lawliet that she had forgiven him. Fifteen years was just too long to hold a grudge and she had realized in the years that it was completely pointless. After all, Jesus had known he was to be betrayed by Judas and, according to the bible at least, he held no grudge.

Of course, the male detective had been confused at how she had so willingly brought the bible into the conversation. He still vividly remembered her stating that she didn't believe in God. Then again, he also could recall her stating that she had begun to believe again once she had come to terms with their relationship to one another.

All in all, L knew now that Sybil was someone who would never hold a grudge, not even if it involved her life being endangered. Although, on the other hand, she still hadn't forgiven Kira for all of his crimes- but he supposed this was a different situation.

She had been there when the second Kira, which was now most certainly Misa Amane, had taken the like of Ukita. She had been the one to discover the bodies of seven security guards killed by the hands of people influenced by Kira's wrong doings. She had been there, by his side, studying everything to put a stop to it all, working just as hard as he was. He believed that all these facts led to her recent breakdown earlier in the month. Then again, it was the only thing that made sense.

"I happen to like your eyes." L told her quietly and she just smiled.

Sybil had been doing a lot more of that lately. Perhaps it was a good thing. Then again, he still couldn't forget the fact that she had openly admitted that she knew more about the case than he did. Or, that she at least knew something important about it. It bothered him, but he knew also that there was nothing he could do or say to persuade her to tell him anything of what she was hiding.

She could and would openly admit it, but nothing more than that. Besides, it wasn't as if she had figured out how Kira had killed right? She had the exact same information as him. Unless she had outside sources directly involved with Kira. Or, even perhaps- the same weapon he was using to kill.

L mentally kicked himself.

No. This was Sybil. Even she would know better than to hide that much information from him. Didn't she?

He had to tell to himself then and there that he needed to stop. It would do no use to wonder about her intentions or about the information. She would tell him when she felt the time was right and she would tell him if her life was in danger. That much he was certain of, one hundred and ten percent.

A gentle hand brushed up against his cheek, before pale fingers began to play delicately with his shaggy black hair. He refocused and blinked his eyes when Sybil rested her head against his shoulder, black cap skewing in her own optical vision.

"Hmm. I like your eyes too." She glanced up and, with her other hand, gently thumbed her cap from her face.

Her green orbs stared into his as she continued.

"You know, I should've noticed this before, but you're eyes aren't black. They're grey with a gentle hue of icy blue. They just appear black because of your oversized pupils." She squirmed slightly, just enough to get closer to him.

But, that was hard to do considering she was already so close.

Lawliet merely stared at her as she continued to smile.

"You know, a person's eyes can tell me so much. I- I always know when someone's lying and deceiving, even though I've never done such a thing in my life." As soon as the words left her mouth, L had to blink again upon seeing the faint whitish hue around her.

It disappeared- again. This time, he decided that he was merely lacking in energy and that he needed coffee and sugar- plenty of it. However, he allowed her to continue.

Sybil closed her eyes partially, glancing sideways to Fang, who had moved from his spot on the ceiling and now was fluttering by the end table.

"Lies. I don't like lies. I know I've stated it before, how lies are what made the world this horrible way. But, I must also admit something. Lies have also made good people who they are. Lies can also help people. Lies can boost confidence in a good way, as well as in a bad way." Her eyes flickered up to meet his.

"L, I know you lie for the good of the world. I've also come to think that in several of the bible stories, didn't one of the prophets lie to help the people? It's been so long that I no longer remember. Maybe I should go to church again- just to catch up. Kira does think he's God after all." He knew she wasn't done yet, and much intrigued with her monologue, continued to stare as she continued to speak.

Perhaps it was the quiet tone in which she spoke that was intriguing him, instead of the words that she spoke. After all, he only believed in cold, hard, facts, and his instincts. Not stories from an old book that was written hundreds of years ago. He believed that many of those stories were lies themselves, but he kept that to himself.

This was Sybil's belief, not his. He would in no way ruin what she worked so hard to get back.

"I've also been thinking that Kira is a way to test our faith in the true God who created this world. Yes, perhaps there was no Adam and Eve- I never believed in that story, but perhaps- perhaps Kira is much like the fake golden idols that were written of in the bible. Only those who have faith in the true God will survive this chaos with their minds and lives intact. I don't believe the Virgin Mary was truly a virgin. It makes no sense. Babies are conceived only when sperm meets ovum, there is no other way, that I know of anyway. However, what I do believe is that there was once a Jesus and there was once a Judas and there is a God and there is Lucifer. Each of which played their role in the making of this modern world with its good people and its criminals. You know, I always liked the story of Macbeth because Macbeth always came to his senses at the end." Her eyes drifted shut as she gave a small yawn and murmured.

"Out, out brief candle. Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. Shakespeare was a genius." And just like that, she had fallen into a deep sleep against his shoulder, her monologue done and over with.

Lawliet couldn't help, but smirk slightly as his thumb made it back to his lips.

She always seemed to find some sort of good in the situation involving Kira. A test of faith in the true God? Well, perhaps that was true. If it was, then that just meant that he would have to prove his own faith to him, didn't it? Yes, of course. And it would start with finishing this business and winning this war against Kira with the woman he loved by his side.

And meanwhile, Fang sighed and watched the numbers slowly ticking down.

Time was running out for Sybil. She only had so much longer before this case needed to come to an end, but the shinigami trusted her. The young woman would not let him down.

His wings fluttered and his eyes then focused on the peaceful expression she wore as she slept, a small smile touching his own face.

This human- there was definitely something different about her. Especially recently. First, she was able to see all shinigami without having to touch their Death Notes and now- she was quite literally glowing with an angelic aura. One that hadn't existed since before the death and after the birth of the Lord Jesus Christ.

It was something he hadn't felt in a long time. After all, he had watched that man back in those times. He had watched the son of God from birth until his death. Of course, back then he was only a rookie who knew nothing about the basics of the humans, but now was different.

Before, Fang thought of the humans in a very similar way to Ryuk. It took him until the Shinigami King's recent orders to hand his notebook down to a human to save the worlds to realize that humans were not as weak as they seemed. Yes, they died easily, but they had something that most shinigami did not, other than mortality.

They had souls. They had feelings. They had love.

Looking back into the ancient days, Fang vividly recalled how in love Christ had been with the world, despite its evils. Back then, though Fang couldn't recall any of the words spoken, he could remember the softness and caring kindness in the voice that spoke them.

The shinigami's purple eyes closed and a smirk of knowing replaced the smile.

Those words were spoken in much a similar voice that Sybil Corvax spoke today.