Every time I turn around

I expect you to appear,

Everyone may call my name

But it's your voice that I hear

She had spared no expense constructing the memorial for Ashley. Now she stood in front of the casket. There was no body, because of the nature of Ashley's sacrifice. But it was not empty, because she had loved and been loved back. Helen was not the only one in tears over Ashley's death.

Every moment that you're gone

Is a moment dark and gray,

Every tear a Mother cries is a dream that's washed away.

It would be so easy to blame that vile Woodcomb for killing her daughter, but she knew it had been her choices. It had been her selfish decision to bring the embryo to term that had damned Ashley to this terrible, dangerous life.

Every day seems to be

More empty than the last,

Everywhere the sun once shone

A shadow has been cast

Selfish or not, she missed Ashley. She missed her amazing daughter, the engaging woman who was terrible at Volley ball, loved fast food, and had to take her driver's test sixty-two times before she managed to not catch fire to anything, the trigger-happy, headstrong, courageous friend to any.

Every moment that you're gone

Is a moment dark and gray,

Every tear a Mother cries is a dream that's washed away.

She couldn't stand it. The onslaught of memories opened the flood-gate. It felt like she was drowning. Sorrow consumed her. She was floundering. The only thing that had sustained her over the last century was now gone. Dead, like the friends and colleagues she had watched die one, after another, after another. Dead, like she wanted desperately to be.

Every moment seems an hour,

Every hour lasts a day,

Every tear a Mother cries is a dream that's washed away...

Ashley had been her everything. But she had died for a purpose, and Helen Magnus would be damned if she let that sacrifice go to waste. Steeling herself, wiping the last tears off her face, Helen Magnus squared her shoulders, and walked back to her office, and back to the world Ashley had died to protect.

A/N I was listening to this song when I thought it fit perfectly.' Every tear a Mother cries' is from the awesome-tastical musical Honk, which I don't own but I once acted in. And, just because I wrote this doesn't mean I've excepted she's dead. CUZ SHE'S NOT! Sorry......