<strong>Tabitha</strong><br/><br/>The sun was setting behind the tall pine trees as Tabitha finally left the Warner's home. She had taken them food and flowers, sat with them for several hours trying to give some sort of comfort, and listened to their confused and heartbroken pleas for an explanation. Her death had destroyed the couple and not knowing exactly the how and why of it all was going to slowly eat them alive, just as Sha'Kos had intended Tabitha was sure.<br/><br/>She stopped and looked to the heavens, inhaling deeply over and over as she tried to calm her aching heart. She felt dirty inside, full of thick dark sludge and she ached to shower, knowing that no amount of soap and water would cleanse away the damage their enemy had done. Another car pulled into the Warner's drive, long faces, shocked expressions, Molly's death was such a tragedy, it filled Tabitha with an anger she could not breathe away.<br/><br/>Knowing she could not deal with what awaited her in her home, Tabitha climbed into her car and made her way downtown. Within forty-five minutes she was once again employed and running her kitchen. The organized chaos of dinner service seemed to ease her temper this night, the noise of the kitchen drowning out the noise of horror in her head. Randomly she vowed that when this was all said and done, she and her sisters were taking a long vacation, yep, the beach, the sand, and and endless supply of Vodka....<br/><br/>It was nearly midnight when she pulled into the drive of her family home. She warily made her way to the front door, pleased with the exhaustion that threatened to flatten her on the front lawn. She looked up to the dark sky, watching the stars twinkle for a moment. An image of James came to her then, she had the strangest desire to curl into his strong body and soak up his warmth, she half wished that he would be waiting for her inside. With a delicate snort of humor at herself she turned the knob and entered her still brightly lit home. "I'm back guys!"