She finally got some sleep.

Not because she wanted to, but because she'd gone at least a week without it, and at that point, had no choice in the matter.

She had practically passed out on her couch, curled up against the armrest, and under her blanket.

The sun woke her up. A single beam fought through her nearly-boarded windows, and cast itself right over her face.

She tossed the blanket off of herself, upset, and rolled off of the couch.

She walked to the bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror, for the first time since he died.

Also, she opened the curtains to the bathroom window, allowing the sun to illuminate the room as it rose.

She hated feeling clichéd, but as she looked at her reflection, she couldn't help but see him looking back at her.

How he'd transformed her life, and how she'd done the same to his.

How he'd made her stronger, and she made him more human. He enabled her to work again; she enabled him to love again.

She turned back to the window and pressed her face against it, so immediately that she could've broken the glass.

It was warm, and she felt oddly complete, comfortable.

She forced herself into smiling, a dormant feeling that brought psychical pain to her lips and cheeks.

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Ending option one:

And there, as she smiled, she could hear her heart beating. She allowed herself to slip back into a resting state, and slid to the floor.

Her eyes were shut again, and she could still see him in the mirror.

Her heart beat a final time, and she sighed. Not at all in pain, not at all worried.

She was nothing but relaxed.

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Ending option two:

This newfound, confident feeling brought her back to the kitchen, then to her office.

She picked up her forgotten cell-phone from the desk and turned it on.

What would he do right now?

She knew. He'd call Kim and Tony, in whichever order best fit the circumstances.

This is where what he'd taught her had to take effect.

Move on, he was good at that.

She dialed Tony.

Author's note:

I couldn't decide how to end this one, so I worked out two possible scenarios.

I'll allow my readers to decide which they like best (and why, would be helpful) or if I should leave the option of both.