Disclaimer: I am not Lynette Noni, only the plot line belongs to me.

Jeera stepped out of the shadows and looked around. There was no one there.

No one around to witness what she was about to do.

With tears dripping from her eyes, she carefully, slowly, with infinite precision removed a single sheet of paper from her pocket.

She pulled it out to read one more time.

It read:

Dear Blake,

My only question is why? Why did you do that?

Why did you have to die?

That day, my heart broke.

Please, Blake, I don't understand. All I can say is that I'll see you soon.

I love you.


Jeera dropped the paper into the fast flowing river where Blake had drowned.

She pulled a small purple pill out of her pocket- one of the Wardens' pills, similar to a Freyan L-pill.

Slowly, she waded into the water. Cleared her throat. Placed another letter, to Kaiden and Nisha, on the bank. Blinked tears from her eyes, tears of what she would leave behind. Whispered, "I love you."

Swallowed the pill, secure in the knowledge that she would see Blake again.

Together in life, together in death.

A/N: He he he…. Sorry dear readers, just felt like causing some Bleera shippers grief (even though I love Bleera). On second thoughts, I don't think this is sad enough…..should I write it again?