No one was prepared for what they found at Kelly's apartment. They had let themselves in, courtesy of the key she had once given Ryan, and what they found concerned them greatly. Tissues were thrown around everywhere. Torn up pictures of Ryan, and love letters apparantly she had written to him but had never given him. Jim found one, read it quickly, then handed it over to Michael.

Michael's face grew ashen as he read the contents of the note.

Dear Ryan,

By now you have probably realized that I am not at work, or have you? You don't seem to notice anything about me anymore. In the beginning it was all fun and games but that changed, at least for me. You see, I fell in love. I wasn't planning to, but I did, and I guess you just never felt the same way about me as I did for you. I would have done anything to make you happy, and I tried my best, but I guess my best wasn't good enough for you. I tried, Ryan, I really did. I hope you are happy- I mean that. All I ever wanted was for you to be happy, and I thought that I could give that to you. I guess I was wrong.

You see tonight I learned something important about happiness. You have to have it within. It can't come from other people, or you will wind up like me- lonely, sad, miserable. I know you can go on with your life the way things are, but I can't. I have to tell you this, Ryan- I'm not happy. I haven't been for some time. It's not your fault. I expected things out of you that you just couldn't give me. All I ever wanted was to be loved, and I picked someone who wasn't capable of giving me the kind of love I dreamed of ever since I was a little girl.

You never asked me much about my childhood. My parents fought all the time, and I felt it was my fault. They especially started fighting after my sister died, and it was like they forgot I was there. But that's what made me decide I wanted the movie star kind of love, the kind of love you told me never existed. It was all pretend, you would say, and until now I never believed you.

But I believe you now. It doesn't happen to real people like me. It happens with Brad and Angelina (who fell in love at work, like I thought we had) but I guess I was wrong about us. Take care of yourself, Ryan. I hope you find what you are looking for.

Kel

It took Michael a few times to read it to realize what was really going on. Even then, it hadn't really sank in what Kelly was talking about.

"I hope you're happy, Ryan. Kelly's gone back to India to fix her parents' marriage and she left us behind."

Jim grabbed the note then started running through the house. He ran to the bathroom, where he found locks of Kelly's hair casually tossed around on the floor. Then he thought to himself, Marilyn Monroe. She had been found in her bed, so that was the first place he ran to. He almost got sick but pulled himself together, that was his lot in life, so he hollered for Ryan and Michael.

What they found was extremely upsetting. Kelly was lying on the floor, motionless, and Jim was levelheaded enough to call 911. Michael ran over to start CPR but Jim pulled him back.

Ryan almost threw up at the sight. This was all his fault. Kelly could be dead and it would be all his fault. If only he hadn't been so selfish, if he had only put her first now and then, then this wouldn't be happening. He ran to Kelly and held her head up, hoping for a miracle, but wasn't quite sure he believed in them at that point. He had known Kelly had loved him, but until this moment he hadn't realized how deep that love had ran. And he had played her like a fool. He was an asshole, and he hated himself for it.

Finally the paramedics arrived and began to work on her. Soon they loaded her up onto the stretcher, and the guys followed behind. No one said a word- they didn't have to. This was all Ryan's fault, everyone could see that, and so not even Jim could think of what to say at a time like this.

It was clear to Michael of one thing however. He had let one of his team down. How could he have not seen the signs? How could he have been so caught up in his short term happiness with Holly that he failed to see that someone he loved like a sister or a niece was in trouble? Up until then Ryan had been his golden boy, the boy who could do no wrong. But it was clear more than ever he would never look at Ryan the same way again. No one would. Not even Kelly, if she made it.