"We're here." I whispered.

Sean nodded. "Yep. I guess it's time for us to face reality."

I grabbed his hand, "You can do this."

A tear ran down his cheek, "I did this, you know that's the worst part? I could have prevented this."

"Emma knew what she was doing Sean, she wouldn't have walked away even if you had asked her to. She loved you too much."

Sean pulled his hand away to wipe his tear away. "Enough of that for the moment, are you ok?"

It amazed me how quickly Sean could shut his emotions off, and I had wished more than anything that I could do the same. "I'm fine, I'm just nervous. Tell me what to do."

He shrugged. "I'm not sure Clare. He's refused to talk about you for two years. Anytime you were brought up he'd leave the room, it was just easier for him that way." My face fell in disappointment. "Clare you just have to go in, get it over with."

I nodded and we got out of the car and began walking up to the house. I was holding onto my brief case so tight that my fingers began to turn purple. The house was in the middle of the woods, for obvious reasons, but it was much nicer than the old house. Sean opened the green door, and as we walked in the first thing that caught my attention was Bianca. She sat on the couch with her knees to her chest, and tissues all around her. When our eyes met, it was like nothing had changed. She slowly stood up, walking towards me with her hands shaking. When she stopped in front of me, I winced. Bianca was always unpredictable, and I wasn't sure if she was angry. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and my fear vanished. "She's gone Clare." She cried.

I wrapped my arms around her, "I'm here now, it's ok B. It's ok."

Bianca slowly pulled away, walking towards Sean. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry." She sobbed.

Sean buried his head into the crook of her neck, and as he cried she rubbed his back. "She loved you so much. Never lose that."

They both broke apart a few minutes later as Zig entered the room. "You're both back." He blankly stated.

Sean walked over to him, briefly hugging him before pulling away. "How are you, kid?"

Zig nodded in his usually emotionless way. "I am fine, are you ok?" Sean looked away, causing Zig to frown. "I'm sorry brother. On a lighter note, how did you get out of jail?"

"Yeah, how did you my brother?" We all turned towards the front door, and it was him. My Eli. My knees began to shake, and my heart began to pace. Eli walked passed us onto the couch, and everyone else followed his lead sitting down, besides myself. Eli spoke to Sean who sat next to him, while playing with the bracelet on his wrist. "Who's the friend?"

Everyone's eyes widened, and Zig awkwardly laughed. "Are you stupid? It's Clare."

Eli's hand froze in place on his bracelet, and he slowly lifted his head. "Hi Eli." I breathed. Eli looked around the room, and then back to me. He stood up from the coach walking my way, and for a moment I thought he was going to hug me, and tell me he missed, but he only walked passed me and out the door again.

Bianca stood up, clenching her fists. "That ass hole. I can't take it anymore Sean!"

Sean shook his head, "B stop it."

"No!" She yelled. "Emma is gone! She's gone, and he's going to act like this? Ever since Clare left he's been an ass hole, but of all times to get his shit together, you'd think it would be now. He hardly said two sentences to you, and he just walked out!"

Sean rolled his eyes. "Bianca, everyone deals with things in their own way. I don't need Eli to hold my hand through this, alright? Let him be, he'll come around."

Bianca sat back down angrily, turning her attention to me. "Clare what are you wearing? It's hideous." She spat. That was the Bianca I knew. I wanted to go back and forth with her like normal, but my body and mind were frozen in place. Two years, I hadn't see him in two years, and he just walked passed me.

Sean picked up a picture of Emma from the coffee table, and held it to his chest. "Clare." He whispered. "Go."

"What?" I choked out.

"Go." He demanded. "Go to him."

I frowned, "No, he doesn't want me to." I could see Zig and Bianca rolling there eyes in the corner of my eye.

Sean set the picture back down. "Go now. Go because he's still alive. We don't all have the chance that you have right now. Don't waste it."

Bianca moved over to the couch Sean was on, and began to wipe his tears away reminding me of a mother. She nodded while consoling Sean, "He's right sister, go."

I dropped my brief case, and ran out of the front door. I began running while trying to pull my heels off at the same time. I got one off as I began getting deeper into the woods. I began hopping while running trying to pull the other one off and only ended up falling. Frustrated I yanked my shoe off and through it at a tree. I didn't even know where I had been planning on going, I just knew that I had to find him. I needed him to explain to me why he let me go, I needed the sun to stop setting, and I needed to get out of my stupid skirt. I put my head in my hands, sighing in frustration. "What did the shoe ever do to you, agent Edwards?"

I looked up, "Eli?"

"In the flesh."

I stood up, dusting myself off. "I'm sure this is hilarious to you." I mumbled.

Eli took a step closer so that we were face to face. "Why are you back?" He coldly asked.

"Emma." I whispered.

Eli winced. He was more affected by her death than he let on. "Will you leave after the funeral tomorrow?" He questioned in a mater of fact tone.

I took a step back, "Why are you being so cold towards me? What did I do Eli? Did you ever love me, at all? Truthfully, did you mean what you said the day of Vince's funeral?"

I thought I saw a glimpse of sympathy in his eyes but if I had, it quickly disappeared. "Why are you bringing such silly things up? Does the new Clare use the dead to get what she wants?" I shook my head with tears threatening to fall, and turned around. I began to slowly walk away, trying to keep my dignity. "Clare." I turned back around. "You're going the wrong way."

"No I'm not." I almost growled.

I turned back around to begin walking again, but I was quickly spun back around by Eli. "Our enemies are out to get us more than ever, Emma should be a prime example of that. You can't go that deep into the forest alone."

I yanked my arm out out of Eli's grasp. "Why do you care?"

Eli's face finally softened, if only for a moment. "You know that Sean would kill me if something happened to you." I sat down on a tree stump in defeat. Eli sat down beside me, crossing his legs. "So. Curly short hair, blazers, and skirts down the your knees, that's a change."

I squinted my eyes in anger, "Go fuck yourself Eli."

He was taken back by my tone, but he quickly recovered. "I didn't mean it in a bad way. I like you much better this way."

My eyes began to water, "Elijah please stop this." I cried. "Tell me what happened. Did I really mean nothing? Have I spent everyday dreaming of seeing you again, for nothing?"

Eli tilted his head staring at me blankly, "You're so beautiful." He whispered. He got on one knew so that our faces were level with each other, and he tucked a hair behind my ear causing me to think he was going to kiss me. "You shouldn't have come back, go back home after tomorrow. Play defective, and stick to what you're good at." My heart was stomped on for a second time, and Eli walked away from me once again.