She's so pretty, lying there, but she's so cold. The youngest one she's had to deal with yet. That she killed herself, it's without a doubt. The note was there, ink running from her tears, the blade covered in her blood. Her sister is standing over the body, sobbing, practically screaming, that Dawn couldn't leave her, not yet. The older man, you guess their father, takes her gently by the shoulders, leading her away, towards her friends.

Once away from Daw--, god, the body, Davis gives her the papers she has to sign, even though you can both see it's killing her to even be here. The dark haired boy says something you can't hear, but it obviously upsets her because she up and pounding on him. The others are trying to pull her off, but she's obviously strong. When they do, she in tears again, crying hard, huddled on the ground.

"God, Xander, I'm so sorry..."

You're over taken by a sudden urge to run over to her and say everything will be alright.

But then you hear the sweetest sound ever to have existed.

"Help me..."