Claimers: Mine. Thanks.
Title: Natalie Imbruglia owns the line, not me.
Dedications: To Miss X, aka God. Grass stains, back burns, she's a screamer. She's just dusted - leave her.
Disclaimers: Lyric by Belly, as are the above lines. I do not own them. Tanya does.
 
 
Don't you have someone you'd die for?
 
 
Lucy's POV
 
LaOC L - Do You Feel Me?
 
'Who died this time? I was busy drinking frothy coffee.'
 
I look round at Jude and Gabrielle and something really is wrong.
Jude hasn't moved and is staring into space.
Gabrielle looks like someone squashed her new kitten.
 
'Someone tell me now. What's happened? Why did you call on me?'
 
Gabrielle finally speaks.
 
'Discord's... dead. Elle... '
 
She stops as she begins to cry.
 
'Where?'
 
She points to the cells and I run in.
I look round and see one that's had the door torn apart.
I'm guessing that's the direction I need to go.
 
As I get to it I see Elle sitting and staring into nothing.
And then I see Discord.
I close my eyes for a second and take a deep breath.
My breath comes out like a little cloud.
The temperature must be near freezing.
This is not good.
Not if we've gone arctic.
 
I think now's not the time for stupid sexual innuendoes.
 
'Elle? It's Lucy.'
 
She doesn't move.
As I get closer I realise she's hardly even breathing.
 
Her fangs are out, but her face slowly retracts to what I am more used to.
No, this is not good.
 
I turn and quickly bend down to open Discord's eyes.
They're right.
She has gone.
 
Back to the living.
At least I can help her. I hope.
I kneel down in front of Elle and click my fingers in front of her eyes.
Nothing.
No blinking, no flinching; nothing.
 
Her tears drip down her cheeks, leaving paths of deep red.
She doesn't make a single sound.
 
'Oh, Ellie...'
 
I put my arms around her and she begins to sob.
And it breaks my heart.
I might be the devil, but where she's concerned I do have one.
I may not have been Discord's greatest fan, but... I wouldn't have wished this to happen.
All my attempts have been half hearted.
Me reacting to a flash of temper.
 
Her arms move to my neck and she completely breaks down.
I've never ever seen her like this.
 
Finally, after what seems like hours, her sobs slow down.
And once more she's silent.
The only movement I feel is the slow rise and fall of her chest.
 
I move back, and look into her face.
I have to close my eyes as it makes me want to cry.
 
'Ellie, I'm so sorry.'
 
I press my lips to hers gently, but don't move them.
It's not sexual, it's for comfort.
After a minute she pulls back and her fingers touch my face.
Her eyes meet mine and this time I do cry.
 
I cry because she's hurting so much.
I don't want her to hurt like this.
If I could bring Discord back right now I would.
I'd do it to make that look go away.
 
'Listen to me. I'm going to get someone to take Discord where she'll be more comfortable. Ok?'
 
'No! No-one must know about this.'
 
She begins to sob again, and I pull her into me.
 
'I'll get Bee to do it. I'm taking you back to mine. Ok?'
 
She pushes me off, and stands.
 
'I'm not leaving her.'
 
Once again my breath forms a cloud in front of me as the temperature drops again.
A sheen of ice crystals has begun to form on the bars of the cell.
 
'Ellie, look at me. Elle!'
 
Her face turns, and her eyes meet mine.
And I'm not sure where she's gone, because it's not her that l see.
It's like she's withdrawn and left an automaton. 
 
I move to take her cold hands, rubbing them in mine.
 
'Listen to me. She's dead. Gone. There's nothing left of her for you to stay with. This... it's a body, it's not her.'
 
She slaps me, and I stumble back, steadying myself with a hand on the wall.
Perhaps I was a bit harsh.
I'm not used to being compassionate.
Bee always does it for me.
Well, fakes it for me.
 
'Get out.'
 
Again, the temperature drops and I'm going to freeze to death in a minute.
Even Elle's lips have turned blue.
Her eyes have turned the lightest ice-blue I've ever seen.
As if I'm going to leave her like this.
 
'No. You can't help her anymore. I can put her body in my storage units for the time being. That way no-one up here has to know. Yet. And you can decide what to do in a few days. How does that sound?'
 
She looks at me and I watch a tear drip from her cheek.
It turns to ice before it hits the ground, then shatters at the contact.
The tiny shards litter the floor.
A beautiful sign of impeccable grief.
 
'Yes. I didn't get to say goodbye to her, Lucy. She just... left me. I need a moment. Alone'
 
All of my willpower's needed to stop my tears from starting again at that sentence.
This is why I don't let my emotions out to play.
 
'Of course. I'll arrange a unit. I'll be outside. I'm sorry. I am.'
 
I kiss her cheek and leave her to say her goodbyes.
 
I know what it feels like to lose someone you truly love.
 
 
 
Except mine is still alive, only now she's broken hearted.