<div class="floatright">(http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/1889/brittanypalmer.jpg)</div><br/>Lilah came a little late to the party -Though her make up was expertly reapplied and she was wearing a sexy black dress- anyone who knew what to look for - could tell she'd been crying.    She'd gotten off the phone with Eliza to find that she was heading up north to handle an emergency- that she wasn't sure how long she'd be gone-   indefinitely being the word she used.   During the discussion it came up that Lilah would have to find another place to live - as Eliza really couldn't permit her to use one of the family places for an extended period like this without her being there.    It was bad enough that Eliza wasn't joining the team at this point in time-  but she was leaving.<br/><br/><em>Sometimes it seemed like the world was so unfair-  just when things were starting to turn around for me again.</em><br/><br/>Lilah felt like the last place she wanted to go - was Stripes- but felt like she owed it to her new team to at least try and put up a positive face.  Not showing at all would be even more demoralizing - and it really wasn't fair to them -  it wasn't her fault that she had to move her stuff out the next morning.<br/><br/><em><br/>What am I going to do?  </em>she wondered, as she forced a smile on her face and pushed the door open, heading straight for the bar.<br/><strong><br/>"Hi all.</strong>"  She said in a voice that wasn't quite in step with the enthusiastic woman who'd made it through tryouts with them.  - It was a good imitation...<br/><br/><br/>