This is my first Murder By Numbers fic, my first fic at all, actually, so any kind of feedback would be great. This is a drabble. pointless and short just the way I like it.

disclaimer- if i owned Richard and Justin, i would be a very happy girl.

The bluff was the last place they had been happy, and possibly the first, too. In any case, it was the first place either of them had been happy in a very long time. It was the first place either of them had been able to go to find intelligent conversation, or someone to agree with their slightly warped view of morality and truth. It was the first place they had been free.

It was where Justin had discovered he had hormones, and where Richard discovered he had a heart. It was the last place Justin had seen his heart, lying broken and lifeless on the indifferent grey stone.

Justin knows he cannot escape the house arrest he's been placed under for the trial for long, but he won't need much time, anyhow.

The bluff was the last place they had been together, and that is why Justin chooses to go there to die.