I woke with a bottle of Jack in the vicious grip of my hand, not the mention what felt like World War 3 erupting in my head. I rolled over to find Brian in foetal position almost cradling a bottle of tequila. Last nights puzzle pieces were coming together.

After what Brian had said about Jimmy and I, I couldn't help but cry. I locked myself in our bedroom clutching to Jimmy's favourite shirt.

'Look, Rory, I'm sorry! Come on, let me in.'

I crawled to the door and unlocked it, quickly retreating back to my previous spot. Brian came and sat beside me, his arms around me as he cried with me.

'I've already lost my best friend, I don't want to lose you too.' He sobbed into my shoulder, I put my head next to his and started stroking his hair.

'You're never going to lose either of us, we'll always be in your heart.' I smiled at him as he looked up and did the same. 'We love you, Brian.'

There was a series of rapid thuds on the door.

'BRIAN?!?!'

He shot awake and fell straight off the bed, I hid my laughter and made out like I was still asleep.

'Shit.' He grumbled before rushing downstairs. 'Why are you here so early... Are you drunk?'

'What the fuck does it matter to you.' She hissed. 'Where is she?!'

'Who?'

'The girl you brought back here last night! Or did you fuck Rory? Huh? Thought you'd get in on there while she's vulnerable?'

'You have no idea what you're talking about! I'll call you a cab home and you can sleep this temper off.'

'No, Brian!'

I shot out of bed and almost ran downstairs.

'Michelle, come on. Stop being so ridiculous, you need some food, water and rest. Please don't make this difficult.' I pleaded. She was looking for things to say but couldn't, she finally admitted defeat and sat herself down in the kitchen. I made them pancakes, the scent made me feel nauseas and almost on que of serving I ran to the bathroom.

I felt someone rub my back soothingly.

'That's it baby, get it all out.' I heard Jimmy. I turned to speak to him but he wasn't there.

'Jimmy? Please come back!'

'Everything okay in there?' I heard Brian ask.

'Fine.' I replied, tears clouding my eyes. 'Just fine.'

After cleaning myself up and picking up my emotions from the cold tile floor I managed to get Michelle rested, Brian slept next to her, cradling her in his arms.

I miss that.

I settled myself in my own bed, me, myself and my thoughts clouding my mind. Why Jimmy? Why was he unrightfully stolen from the world? My everything. Taken from me without one final goodbye.

'Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry your eyes.
Rest your head close to my heart, never to part.
Baby of mine.' Jimmy soothed as he rubbed my back and kissed my cheek.

'I missed you.' I whimpered, turning to face him.

'Shh, baby, I'm here. I'm always here, I told you I will always love and protect you.' He placed soft kisses on my lips before telling me to rest. I still felt his warmth and heard him singing sweet lullabies as I felt myself falling asleep.