<em>Elijah's pity party</em><br/><br/>Elijah skipped another rock across the surface of the lagoon.  He was getting kinda bored with his own wallowing in self-pity.  Yes, it hurt, but sitting here wasn't going to make anything better.  Well, it did allow him to stifle the urge to cry, scream, flail about and whatever else he may have done.  But now he had regained some measure of self-control.  He would figure out what he had done wrong and he would fix it, or try something else to get her attention.<br/><br/>For now, however, Elijah went in search of Desmond.  He headed up to the cliffs, stopping off at the still to take what little hooch was there as a way to take the edge off.  As he looked around for Desmond in the cliffs area, he sipped the strong alcohol and though it was quickly finished, he did manage to get a buzz going before he went dry.<br/><br/>"Desmond!...Des!...Party Time!...Maddi says she'll even let you sing!"  Elijah called out hoping to find him before it got too dark.