Angels wings spread over water worn wishes
Guarding the dreams and the things left unsaid
And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun
Holly was tired. She had been overworking herself, she could not sleep and could not seem to function much outside of work. Traci had been worried about her, but Holly only buried herself more in her work as the days went by.
"Holly, Go home. It's 2. A.M."
"It's fine Traci. I'll just finish these samples and I'll be on my way."
"Holly when was the last time you slept for about 6 hours?"
"Why just the other day I was asleep -"
"Without alcohol?"
Holly knew she had lost.
"What do you want me to say, Trace?"
"Nothing! Just go home and get some sleep, before I complain to your boss and he orders you to take more time off - "
"Okay, Okay! I'll leave now."
"Good."
Holly knew she was sleep deprived - and she knew shouldn't have been driving. But she didn't seem to care anymore. The world had lost all its color - and she couldn't help but feel she had nothing to live for.
"SUV Pile up on Route 55" the radio sounded - and all the officers of division 15 couldn't help but shudder when the one of the car's description suspiciously matched Holly's.
"Run the plates."
"It's Dr. Stewart's."
Traci looked around at the wreckage and couldn't help but notice all of 15 division was there at the scene. Holly had been rushed to a nearby hospital - but she didn't look too good when they had pulled her out of the wreckage.
Holly stared at the white lights that were flashing before her. She could feel everything that they were trying to do to her - she could feel the electricity course through her as they shocked her with the paddles - but Holly had given up fighting.
She had given up fighting long back. She was tired now - and she just wanted to rest.