Final Journey

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    Lexi
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    Final Journey

    Post by Lexi on Wed Mar 17, 2010 4:21 pm

     
     
    Lexi's tear-filled gaze was fixated out the window of her apartment, watching the raindrops roll down the double paned glass. She stood motionless, a wine glass held in her hand. The tears continued to streak her cheeks, in unison with the pouring rain. A loud clash of thunder ripped through the dark sky, a flash of lightning illuminating the dark heavens above. It seemed as though the Angels were mourning for the soul they had been forced to guide home. Tonight would make it official, she would never again see Gabriel's smile, hear his laugh, or smell his unique scent. She took another sip of her wine, hoping that it would ease some of her pain, and help get her through this dreadful night.
     
     
     
    An hour later...
     
     
    The black limousine finally reached it's destination, and pulled up against the curb. Lexi peered out the window, her tear-filled eyes fixating on the large chapel. It would've been the place where she and Gabriel would've been married, if she hadn't torn their futures apart with her fearful actions. The place was gorgeous. Beautiful angels gazed at her from the large, stained-glass windows, their beautiful wings stretching towards the black heavens above.
     
     
    The limousine's door carefully opened, the driver holding an umbrella overhead to shield her from the elements. A shaky hand reached out to take the offered one. As she stepped out onto the sidewalk, she suddenly felt sick, her heart constricting tightly within her chest. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread settle over her, nearly freezing her in place. She felt violent butterflies in the pit of her stomach, wreaking havoc on her nerves. This was real, and tonight would end a chapter in her own life. The rest of her story would go on, without the existence of someone she held dear...
     
     
    She couldn't imagine a world without him in it. How could it still be turning?
     
     
     
    Her legs threatened to buckle as she neared the entrance, the heavenly music reaching her ears. The door was being held open by one of the two guards that stood outside the door. Lexi had hired them to prevent any trouble from ruining Gabriel's final journey. As she stepped through the door, the reality of it all threatened to crush her where she stood.. Her eyes were fixated on the beautiful cherry wood coffin, adorned in a full casket spray of vibrant red roses.It was situated on the stage next to the pulpit, guards standing on either side of the step leading up to it. 


    Tables had been placed throughout the large room, displaying pictures of Gabriel. Some capturing his more care-free and goofy side, which few rarely got the chance to see. Very few could bring that out in him. There were many photos of Gabriel and Ezekiel, conveying just how close the two had been. Some of him with Lexi, others with Fal. And of course, Jigsaw. Lexi had chosen to display one that had always touched her heart. Gabriel, sleeping on a blanket in the floor, curled up next to a heavily bandaged Jigsaw. Lexi remembered how frustrated she had been for him bringing that dog home, but her mood had softened, seeing the bond that Gabriel had formed with the dog. He was so soft-hearted, there was no way she could stay angry at him.



    Candles were placed throughout the building, adding a peaceful warmth. Taking this all in, Lexi's grief finally got the better of her, causing her legs to buckle. Luckily her escort managed to catch her, and led her over to one of the pews. He carefully guided her to sit, and took a seat beside her. "Can I get you anything, Ms. Davis? Water, maybe?" But before she could catch her breath in order to answer, the preacher quickly came to her aid, handing her a bottle of water. "Take deep breaths.." He tried to coach, hoping they wouldn't have to call an ambulance.


    "I'm.. fine.." She choked out, struggling to catch her breath. She was on the verge of hyperventilating. The crowds were beginning to pour in, familiar faces that Lexi recognized as gang members, and friends. She suddenly felt a pair of strong arms enveloping her from behind, and she shifted just enough to see a familiar face. "Trent.." She whispered breathlessly as she turned to return the embrace, wrapping her trembling arms around him. The man used to be close friends with Gabe, back when she first met him. It was comforting to see a friendly face.


    "I'm so sorry, babe.." The thug whispered against her ear as he tried to comfort her. The escort moved to give them more room, and Trent took this opportunity to move closer to her. He held her close, stroking her back as she cried against his shoulder. "They'll pay for what they've done, Lexi. I'll personally make sure of that." He vowed, feeling deep regret that he hadn't been there when Gabriel needed him. He had been away, doing errands for Hun.


    Lexi was quiet, save for the heart-wrenching sobs. She looked up, meeting his gaze. "Thanks for coming." She whispered quietly.



    It took her a moment to gather her strength, and with the help of Trent, she moved closer to the stage, but the sight of Hun stopped her in her tracks.He was standing in the distance, no emotion or sympathy worn on his stone features. Why he'd shown up was anybody's guess. Perhaps to show respect for his fallen Dragon, though he wasn't affected on a personal level. It was also for his gang's protection, just in case any of the Turks dared to show their faces here. Lexi's gaze fixated on the large man, anger quickly washing over her. She broke free from Trent, storming over to him.


    "You son-of-a bitch!" She screamed at him, glaring into his face. "You have a lot of nerve coming here...He needed you, and you weren't there!! Where the fuck were you!!!"


    The conflict was drawing attention. Trent attempted to pull her back, but Lexi's unrelenting gaze was still glaring up at the large man. "Does the blood oath mean nothing to you?! You were supposed to protect him!!!" She shouted, drawing back and slapping him hard across the face. Anger burned in the gang-leader's eyes, but he made no effort to return the gesture. Lexi was dragged away, and seated onto the front row.



    As the anger began to fade, and the grief taking hold once more, Trent remained close by her side, offering her his support. Soon, she was greeted by another familiar face. Dee. Though, she didn't know the man well, the thug had been the fatherly figure for both Ezekiel and Gabriel. He'd taken Gabe in when the Turks had nearly killed him, all those years ago. Dee took a seat on the other side of Lexi, his tearfilled eyes briefly meeting hers, before shifting towards the preacher as he took his place behind the pulpit.


    The preacher led the service, offering words of comforts and the promise of the afterlife, even though he knew of Gabriel's background as a thug. Still, it wasn't his place to judge. After his service, Lexi was called up onto the stage. She was assisted by Dee and Trent, who stayed close by her side as she took her place behind the pulpit. She wiped her tear-filled eyes, allowing her gaze to wander out across the familiar faces.



    "Thanks for coming.." She began, her voice cracking beneath the weight of her grief. She swallowed thickly, trying to rid her throat of the hard lump. "Gabriel never had it easy in life. Even his early years were met with struggles and hardships." She had to pause again to catch her breath. "But he was a survivor. At twelve years old, he found himself in a position that no child should be placed in. He knew that he couldn't survive alone on the streets, so he made a choice. A choice that came back to claim him, twelve years later." She couldn't hold back the emotion in her voice as her eyes scanned the crowd, searching for Ezekiel.. or Mikko. Her heart sunk a little deeper, seeing neither of the two people that Gabriel thought the world of.



    "He.. touched is all, in different ways. He was a brother.." Again, she searched desperately for the two that wouldn't be found. Her lip quivered beneath her emotion. "A friend... a lover.." She managed a small grin at that last one, but it soon faded. "A father." It felt like a knife was being pierced through her heart, knowing Gabriel would never meet his children. "Anyone that was privileged to be close to him, knew just how soft-hearted and caring he could be. I seriously believe he was an Angel, sent here to touch our lives." She sniffled, and wiped at her blinding tears. "He will be missed.." She wanted to say more, but she broke down. Trent and Dee led her off the stage.


    Her speech was over, and Linkin Parks 'Leave Out All the Rest' poured through the large speakers, conveying Gabriel's final message.
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    Re: Final Journey

    Post by Raphael on Fri Mar 19, 2010 3:36 pm


    *Lexi's outburst surprised him, although it probably shouldn't have. He stood there with his mouth agape as she apologized and ran out of the bathroom leaving him under the running water of the shower. He felt like an asshole, like he had tried to take advantage of her he couldn't help it she had offered how could he have refused? Frustrated, he hit the shower wall with his fist before shutting it off and quickly gathered his elbow and knee pads. He wanted to apologize to her for being an idiot but just couldn't, not right now. He went in the living room grabbed his coat and left the apartment.. He decided to go back to the Lair, it had been a few days since he's exercised and maybe it would make him feel better. So he did dodging his brothers questions about what could possibly be the matter, its not like they didn't know enough already. Hours passed as he continued to punch the oversized punching bag, but he could not get her out of his mind. Would she be angry that he left? Would she even want to see him? These questions bothered him for quite some time before he decided he couldn't just leave her by herself. He left the training room and glanced at the clock in the kitchen, it was getting very late. Gabs funeral would have been well over with by now, he thought he had to atleast check on her even if he was the last person she would want to see. So he did just that, he grabbed his coat and left not bothering to inform any of his brothers that he was leaving. It did not take long for Raphael to get back to Lexi's apartment, he entered through the fire escape on her floor. He was stealthy enough to not draw any attention to himself and made it to her door where he reluctantly pulled the key out of his trench coat pocket. He then opened the door letting himself in, hoping that she was there.*





    Once the service was over, the funeral recession made it's way to the cemetery, carrying Gabriel to his final resting place. Lexi was feeling extremely sick and lightheaded, but despite the stern orders of everyone to set this out. She couldn't She had to be there. But Trent insisted that he drive her out to the grave sight. The tarp was stretched over the grave-sight, shielding the coffin from the unrelenting rain that continued to pour. As they lowered the coffin into the grave, she fell to her knees, screaming and sobbing, uttering apologies that he would never hear. One again, Trent was there to show his support. He wrapped Lexi in his arms, trying desperately to sooth her. This all seemed so wrong. Ezekiel should be here, to say his goodbyes, but the thug was nowhere to be seen. Trent briefly wondered what had happened, why Gabriel's brother hadn't dropped everything to be here, but he knew he couldn't ask that..not now. Hours had passed, and the crowds had all left. A fresh mound of dirt now covered the grave, a large variety of flowers resting atop the pile of dirt. Still, Lexi wouldn't budge. Trent knew she needed some time, but there was no way he would leave her here by herself. He sat close by, offering what support he could, and a friendly ear. They shared memories that seemed so distant. Some funny, some bittersweet. Most were sad. Lexi was feeling drained, and despite her strong protests to stay here for a little longer, she finally gave into Trent's persuading. The thug helped her to her feet, and attempted to lead her back to his car, but was halted as she stopped in her tracks, casting a sorrowful look in the grave's direction. "I'll see you tomorrow, babe." She whispered to the lifeless mound of dirt, causing Trent's heart to constrict in his chest. She had to let him go, he thought. But the pain was still too fresh, there was no way he could suggest it. Indeed, it was a lot to grasp. He helped her to his car, and drove her back to her apartment, but was reluctant to leave her alone. "I could stay with you, if you want. Or, I could take you back to my place." The thug offered. Lexi managed a faint appreciative smile. "Thanks, but I have someone waiting for me." She answered tiredly. Trent was a bit confused by this. If she was with someone, then why weren't they at the service with her, offering their support. Of course, he had no idea. Lexi leaned in, giving him a small, appreciative peck on the cheek, before sliding out of the car. "Thanks, Trent. I hope you'll keep in touch." With that, she closed the car door, and headed up to her apartment. She could only hope that Raph had returned, but she couldn't blame him if he hadn't. She felt horrible for what had happened, but her emotions were just too much right now. She was foolish to think she could be intimate right now, when her heart was still haunted. She entered the apartment, tossing the keys onto the small end table, and kicking off her heels. Then her tear-filled eyes scanned the place, looking for him...




    *Raphael became alarmed as he searched through her apartment and could not find her. She should have been back a long time ago but then he started to wonder if she was coming back tonight. He had not even taken off his coat yet. He gave up and slumped down on the couch 'Maybe this wasn't such a' good idea..' he thought before the front door suddenly openned and was relieved to see Lexi standing there. He sat and stared at her for a moment not saying anything, his eyes were hidden by his fedora and the collar of his tench coat. "Sorry.." *Was all he managed to say.*




    Relief washed over Lexi as she saw him sitting on the couch, but seeing him there like a little whipped puppy, and hearing his apology-- it stung. She was once again crying, but this time.. for what she had done to him. Slowly, she closed the distance between them, and took a seat beside him on the couch. Part of her wondered if he would even want her close to him now, but her need to comfort him won over her insecurities. She carefully leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck, and buried her face against his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Raph." She quietly whispered to him. "You have nothing to apologize for, it was my fault. I thought I was ready.. I didn't mean to hurt you.."




    *That was unexpected, he thought for sure she would be angry with him. He pulled her close into a tight hug and still felt like a complete ass, he may have felt better if she was angry at him rather then her blaming herself.* "Don't be sorry babe. Ya can tell meh no ya know, don't want ya ta feel like ya gotta fuck meh." *He said back to her.*




    Lexi couldn't help a faint grin at his choice of wording. "You're such the romantic." She said, pinching his cheek. But her mood was too heavy for the humor to last. She relaxed into his arms, feeling the comfort that was much needed. "I know." She replied, in regards to his' you could've told me no' comment. "But I wanted you, and I thought that I could.. you know.." And she decided to humor him, using his same choice of words. "Fuck you. I wanted to." She gently squeezed him. "You've been so patient with me.. I owe you so much." She leaned in, pecking his cheek, then wiped the tears from her eyes. "I feel so selfish, and sometimes I think I don't deserve you." It was all she could do to say those words. She knew that she had caused him pain, just like she had Gabriel. And that hurt. Deeply. "But I want you to know.. even if I can't give you my all right now.. you have my heart." And there it was. She found herself admitting that she did, indeed, love him.





    *He grinned noticing her use of his word but hey that was what it was called after all. He listened to her and it was good to know that she wanted him, though he still could not believe she was attacted to a mutant like himself. He chuckled a bit as she said 'she thought she didn't deserve him' now that was something he could not believe.*"Think thats the other way around." *He replied to that. He was excited to hear that he had her heart that was something that made his beat faster.* "Ya know ya got mine to, no matter what." He was a little hesitant to admit that but felt that it was a good time to let her know that she was more then just a sex toy to him.*




    Hearing him say that earned a much needed smile. It was good to know, even if she felt that she didn't deserve his heart. She hadn't been too kind to hearts in the past. She was good at breaking them, even if she didn't mean to. "That means a lot to me." She replied quietly, and pressed a soft kiss against his lips, before resting her head against his plastron. She listened to the beating of his heart, hoping it wouldn't become another one of her victims. Her mind drifted back to the funeral, as much as she wanted to forget. It was still too fresh in her head. "I wish you could've been there." She breathed quietly. But she completely understood why he couldn't it was too dangerous.




    *He returned the kiss and leaned his shell back into the couch as she layed her head on his plastron. He gave her arm a light squeeze as ifto say it meant a lot to him to. Her comment made him immediately think of the funeral.* "Wish I could of babe, but if any of the Purple Dragons found out a'bout us, ya could get hurt." *He hated that fact and was one of the reasons he was so against her being around them, they were one of his enemies and would not hesitate to kill her to get back at him. Well atleast Hun wouldn't.*
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    Re: Final Journey

    Post by Lexi on Mon Mar 22, 2010 12:53 pm

    Lexi understood that, and she realized how dangerous it could be for him, too. In order to be with him, she had to accept that their relationship would have to be anything but conventional. He couldn't do the things that most boyfriends did with their girlfriends, as far as the public went. Even something as simple as going to the movies could be too risky. It was a lot to swallow, but she was trying to accept that. But she was willing to face any risk that befell upon her for simply knowing him. "Hun was there." She commented quietly, as if she could read his thoughts. "He was there, when it no longer mattered." She said sadly, a tinge or anger lacing her words. "But he did nothing to protect him when he needed it. Those oaths are a bunch of bull." She paused for a moment, recalling the hazy memory in her mind. "I..slapped him."





    *Hun! He had a hunch that he would show up for no reason other then to put up a strong front for his gang. He was slightly concerned that she had been so bold as to slap him considering Hun was not the type to just turn the other cheek.* "He didn't do anythin' back did he?! I swear I'll kil 'em if he touches ya!" * His overprotectiveness was now starting to show, he hated Hun and meant every word.*





    Lexi nuzzled against him. "No, he looked like he wanted to, though. I was pulled away before he could do anything." She replied quietly, feeling his over-protectiveness. It was nice to know he would always have her back. "I didn't get a chance to thank you and Don for what you did back at the docks." She commented sadly. "I know you don't like Dragons, so I know how difficult it must've been for you, getting involved. But thank you."






    "Lucky that he didn't!" *He replied back to her, but now that Gabe was gone atleast she would not be around them or so he hoped. He may not have liked Gabe but he did feel for the guy, that was quite a hard way to go. Raphael took off his fedora and tossed it on to the coffee table.* "No need ta thank meh, I'm jus' sorry how it all turned out." *He rubbed her shoulder trying to sooth her.* "The Dragon's ain't as tough as they used ta be, not since we took down the Shredder." *He said with a hint of venom in his voice. It was no secret that the Dragons were commonly used by the Foot clan back when they had their leader.*




    "Shredder.." That name sounded familiar, but Gabriel rarely talked about the 'higher-ups'. "He's the man behind the man, isn't he?"





    "Yep Hun was his bitch." *He said answering her question, with 'was' being the main word. Hun just did not have the brains to carry out anything above robbery and assult.*
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    Re: Final Journey

    Post by Lexi on Mon Mar 22, 2010 2:49 pm

    "Yeah, he seems like a bitch, So afraid to get his hands dirty." Lexi replied, threading her fingers through his. "When I was engaged to Gabriel, I was in headquarters several times." She informed quietly, a bit sadly. "Gabe never wanted me exposed to that, but sometimes it was the only way I'd get to see him, Especially when he was ordered to load the shipment trucks." She remembered it all so vividly in her mind.. yet, it seemed like a lifetime away. "That was usually his 'punishment', working all-nighters in the hot shipment warehouses. Sometimes I would go to keep him company." She suppressed a tied yawn. It had been a long and trying day, but she wasn't ready to give into sleep, to leave herself exposed to the nightmares. She had noticed that Raph had used the past tense when referring to Shredder. "Was? What happened to him?"




    *He held her hand, gently rubbing his thumb against it. It was strange hearing about her relasionship with Gabe and he thought it was lousy of him to expose Lexi to that. Though Raphael believed ihe himself wasn't much better, being a mutant and all. It seemed to be making her feel better to talk about it and he kept his thoughts to himself. That was until she asked about the Shredder. He wasn't sure how to answer that and didn't want her to think of him and his family as assassins. Though in truth that was what ninjas were.* "We a' had ta take 'em down."





    Lexi shifted her head to look at him, but didn't seem too surprised. Gangs..ninjas, death seemed to accompany both. "I'm sure he deserved it." She replied softly. She had no way of knowing of the lifelong feud that had been going on between Shredder and Raph and his brothers. She was enjoying the small massage he was giving her hand, savoring that contact. She settled once again, resting her head against his plastron. "Why do you do it?" She asked quietly, genuinely curious. "Why do you and your brothers risk your lives to help thoughtless people who would put you in a zoo, or laboratory?"





    *Raphael was enjoying being with her this way and he really hoped that there would be nothing to spoil it. Now that she had admitted that he had her heart he felt he could confide in her more.* "We didn't start out that way it jus' sorta happened. At first it was jus' fer' trainin' ya know, jus' ta get experience wit' a' real enemy but I dunno." *He paused for a moment as if to try to put what he wanted into words.* "Guess I jus' couldn't stand innocent people getting' hurt by assholes who think their tough shit an' maybe my bro's think the same." *He shurged not really knowing the answer it completely.*




    Lexi managed a faint grin at that. "Well, I'm glad you have that mind-set. Otherwise, I cringe to think of what would've happened to me if you hadn't shown up. But her smile faded, recalling another incident with Spike. A night when her rescuer had shown up too late. "Would've happened again.." She whispered distantly, almost to herself.





    *He grinned remembering the night he had rescued her and thought about how it was one of the best things he ever did. He couldn't imagine what life would be like now with out her, he would probably just be doing the same thing he has been doing for years but now he felt his life had more meaning. His grin faded as her tone changed, he had a hunch from that asshole Spike that something horrible had happened to her. His blood boiled at the thought!* "Wha' happened?" *He asked not knowing was driving him crazy, though knowing might make that worse.*




    It was a painful subject, but Lexi had kept it bottled up for so long. Hell, the rest of the world knew about it, due to the media so eager to expose her misfortune, even as she was in the hospital, fighting for her life. Raph deserved to know, even if it hurt to say it. Spike had already opened that can of worms, back at the docks. She took a deep breath, trying to draw the strength that was needed in order to proceed. She was quiet for a moment before finally speaking, her tone quiet and weak. "About a year ago, I had the misfortunes of running into Spike, and two of his friends." She began, feeling the tears burning at the backs of her eyes. "It was raining really hard that night. I was leaving from a club where I had performed in order to raise money for charity. I was upset as I left, after finding out that the club owner was pocketing the funds for himself. Needless to say, I was distracted. And the rain made it nearly impossible for me to keep an eye on my surroundings..." She trailed off, feeling the full weight of that night coming back at her. "They ..attacked me... and Spike.." And it finally happened. The tears had managed to force their way past her barriers, rolling down her cheek. "He raped me, and nearly killed me." She finally told, pausing long enough to gather her composure. "My larynx was crushed.. the doctors told me I would never speak again, but here I am.."
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    Re: Final Journey

    Post by Lexi on Thu Mar 25, 2010 10:58 am

    Raphaels blood pressure began to rise as she told him what Spike did to her and he had never wanted to kill someone so bad in his life. The only reason he was able to control himself was because she was crying, he relesed a heated breath and mumbled.* "That fuckin' son ofa' bitch!" * After he got that out of his system he sat up and holding her close.* "Damn babe I'm sorry." *He began to rub her back.* "I swear ta god I'll kill 'em!"

    Lexi rested her cheek against him, drawing comfort from his gestures. She wiped at her tears as she tried to compose herself. She felt safe now, knowing that Raph would never let anything happen to her. She had no way of knowing that Spike had been killed, and would never again pose a threat to her. It had been difficult, informing Raph of what had happened to her, but she felt a small bit of relief now, having it off her chest. There was still so much she wanted to share with him, but one step at a time. Lexi had never been an open book. "I don't think anything could ever touch me now.." She whispered quietly, and shifted enough to press a kiss against his cheek. "You make me feel so safe.." And just then, her cell phone began to ring. Great. She was tempted to simply ignore it, but what if it was important? Sighing inwardly, she reached for her phone, which was resting on the nearby end-table. Recognizing Mikko's number, she felt a little upset. Why hadn't she been at Gabe's funeral? But she pushed the anger aside, knowing she probably had some reason. Some people just couldn't do funerals. "Yeah?" She answered quietly, her tone tired and drained.

    Mikko sat huddled against the wall on her bed. When Lexi answered she was quiet for a moment then finally spoke. "Hey.." She said quietly. "I...I wanted to say sorry...I..I can't go to Gabe's funeral...The asylum isn't releasing me..." She sniffled.

    The asylum? Lexi's brows furrowed in confusion, but it certainly was no surprise. "His funeral was about three hours ago.." She informed, still trying to get herself under control. Her emotions had really taken a lot out of her. "It's okay.. he would've understood.." She cut herself off. It was too painful to speak of Gabe in the past tense. She was still waiting to wake from this nightmare. "When did they put you in?"

    "Last night." She answered. "I...I killed Spike." Mikko broke down at that. "He...burnt down my home...almost killed...Daisy...and he...he raped me...and I...I KILLED HIM!" She sobbed in the phone.

    Raphael was getting annoyed at the constant phone calls, he could not seem to get ten minutes alone with her without that damn thing going off.* "Who is it?!" *He asked

    It took a moment for Lexi to register the words. She had.. what? She wanted to ask, to make sure that her ears had not deceived her, but this was obviously a painful subject for Mikko. She spared a brief glance at Raph, answering quietly.. "It's Mikko.." Then grabbed the remote and turning on the large screen TV, turning it to the news. And there it was, the full report of last night's incident. She was stunned, at a complete loss for words. The monster of her nightmares had finally met his end. Relief began to settle in, but she couldn't voice how grateful she was to Mikko for what she'd done. She knew Mikko loved him, though she could never understand why. He wasn't good to her. "I'm.. sorry." She whispered her genuine reply. She wasn't sorry that Spike was dead, but regretful that Mikko had to be the one to do it, sympathetic that the psycho had raped her. "Is.. there anything I can do for you?" She offered. True, she and Mikko had never been close. In fact, it would be safe to say that they disliked each other. And Lexi was certain that Mikko HATED her. But she could sympathize with what the poor girl must be going through.

    It took a bit for Mikko to calm herself, but after a moment she got herself together enough to answer. "I...I lost my picture of Gabe in the fire...could you...bring me another, please?" She asked. "Visiting hours are tomorrow morning at eight." She informed.

    Raphael was not surprised to hear it was Mikko and although he did not like it, he did not protest it. Lexi seemed okay with it which was fine with him..to a certain level. He watched as Lexi turned on the T.V and did not get why she turned on the news until he saw Spikes picture with the headline sayiing that he had been murdered.* "Hope that bastard enjoy's burnin' in hell!" *He said staring at the screen there was not many details relesed yet and he had no idea who killed him but he would not mind shaking the hand of the guy who did it.

    "Yeah, I can do that." Lexi replied. Though, she was not looking forward to going through painful photos again. But if it could offer Mikko a small degree of comfort, she would do it. "Is there anything else?"

    "Thank you." Mikko whispered. But then she heard Raph in the background and her anger started to grow. The tears fell down her face as she gripped the phone tightly. "yes. Tell your fuckin boyfriend I hope HE burns in hell!" She yelled through sobs. Sobs that were becoming uncontrollable making it hard to breath, causing her to gasp for air.

    Hearing Mikko's angry message for Raph, she sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of her nose. True, she agreed wholeheartedly with Raph, and had every reason to. But Mikko was hurting. She didn't need to hear that right now. And Yet, she couldn't be angry with Raph, either. He was just speaking his mind, and had no idea who had actually killed Spike. "Just calm down, Mikko. Getting yourself worked up isn't going to help you, hon." She tried to soothe. There wasn't much else she could do over the phone, but hoped that Mikko would listen to her advice. "I'll see you in the morning, okay? Get some rest.."

    "O...k..." Mikko gasped. "Night..." With that she hung up and curled up with Ripper, crying herself to sleep.

    Lexi felt bad for Mikko, which made it difficult to end the call. She assumed she was all alone, knowing the asylums had strict protocols and visitors would not be allowed to stay. She sighed heavily as she closed her phone and placed it on the end table. She once again snuggled against Raph, craving the comfort that his arms provided. "She's a mess." Lexi informed quietly. "She's.. the one that killed Spike.."

    He leaned back again as she laid against him, he shifted slightly in his trench coat and really had not paid attention as to how long he had been wearing it. He just did not feel any sympathy towards Mikko after she had backstabed him for the third time! The fact that she had killed Spike was not to surprising but then again he did not know much about the deranged couple.* "Good." *He replied it only further proved how dangerous she was.

    Lexi wondered which bit of information Raph was responding to. The fact that Mikko was messed up, or that she had killed Spike. But she chose to let it go. More than anything right now, she wanted some time with him, without a discussion of Spike to steal the moment. The report of Spike's death was soon followed by yet another story about her, highlighting her 'meltdown' at the hospital. They showed photos and a small segment of video footage from the hospital, accompanying the story of her involvement with gangs. And her engagement to the fallen thug. She wasn't expecting to see a vivid photo which was taken at the docks. It showed her, hugging Gabe's lifeless body against her chest. Lexi suddenly felt sick. How the hell had anyone gotten that shot?! Then it dawned on her. The police. She was quick to turn the TV off, trying hard not to let it effect her. But it had, as it always did. "I wish.. they would just leave me alone.."

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