She went limp in his arms, not having it in her to fight or argue, and not caring enough to even try.  She couldn't make the tears stop, though, and as soon as she lost the ability to handle her emotions, her body shunted back into her natural, pale state.  It didn't really matter.  Anything that count have mattered, could have been fixed was dead, and it was all her fault.<br/><br/>Rachel's phone began to ring.