Always

And the pain set in

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It had been two days since they all got the news that Seamus had passed. And today was the funeral. Stana and Nathan were getting ready in silence.

As they drove to the funeral home, stana was still in shock about how something like this could happen. It didn't even seem real until they stood at next to the casket. Juliana stood to speak. As she talked about memories and their undeniable love, the pain set in and finally became real. The cast and other family and friend stood around staring at finished wood with gold handles and silver outlining. How the flowers barely hung off the sides of the caskett.

Suddenly , the casket collapsed over, the first opening flew aside revealing a doll inside, no body. My he crowd stood in shock, trying to make their brains comprehend the previous event.

"What in the hell." Yelled the priest accompanying the funeral.

Two men in suits that sat in the back if the crown stood and immediately ran towards Cadillac in the parking lot.

Nathan looked to his side to find stana passed out in the grass. You could hear the loud murmur of of question but no actions. About 15 minutes later police cars and black SUVs and yellow caution tape surrounded the scene. Stana woke in a ambulance, parked nearby.

"What the hell happened." She said rubbing her temple.

"I have no idea, no one does." He said sitting next to her.

A detective climbed up into the van.

"Hello ms katic, are you oak to answer a few questions?" She asked politely.

"Um yeah." Stana agreed.

"Do you know anything about this?"

"No. I'm just as clueless as you are, detective." Stana answered.

"Do you of any reason why Seamus would stage his own death?"

"No I'm sorry," she said "I wish I could help, but I don't know." She teared up.

The detective handed her a card with a name and number on it and told her to call if she could think of anything.

Stana just lay there and was astonished by the confusion and grief.

Nathan and stana drove home discussing possible reason for Seamus to stage his own death. Maybe he wasn't staging it and it some kind of kidnapping plan. Or the body was stolen. Nathan unlocked the door to his loft and they both plopped themselves down on the bed, absolutely exhausted from the day they had.

- sorry for this chapter. I know it's not my best and it's pretty short but I've been having a lot of writers block.

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