The woman said this as she pedaled her golden blonde hair.Please don't call me honey. I really don't like whosever idea of torture this is. When he di...d, it was the worst day of my life. He wouldn't even be dead if it wasn't for me and I have to live with that every bloody fucking day of my life. And and and and.... *sob* if your some kinda... *sob* sick joke, I will wipe your existence from everyone's... *sob* mind.Power Girl ran to the woman breaking down crying and cradled the woman in her. “You missed a great sunrise this morning, but I’m sure the one tomorrow will be just as lovely if you want to catch that one. Do you want to go down and get some breakfast with us? We’ll wait for you.”“I’ll catch up,” Dean said trying to stifle a laugh.“I’ll see you there,” Harry said as he waved to all of them and left the room.“So has he really gone nutters, or is this going to wear off eventually?” Dean asked. “I don’t know if I can stand being woken up every morning to look at the. She had nothing to calm her stomach this time; she’d left her Diet Coke in Gunther’s car, and not thought to grab a bottle from the fridge. Distractedly, she wondered if she had drunk any of the sodas in the refrigerator twice. Requiring more logic skills and concentration than she currently possessed, Rebecca chased the question away with a wave of her hand. Thank God the nausea was only moderate coming back.On her feet, Rebecca limped to the console and stared at the controls. She had no idea. He couldn’t image what her last seconds were like. “Why are you just telling me this now?”“Because I wanted you to know that I did love you Luca.”“What about now?”“I love you more than anything Luca.” she said reached for his hand.“But?”“But I know you will always be questioning my love and trust for you. You will always worry about me and my happiness. Things you should tell me. Can I handle the truth about you? Will I accept the things you have done? I am not as naive as everyone.