Thanks again for all the lovely reviews. This is the last one I've written so far, but leave me a prompt either in a review or through a private message, and I'll try and write a drabble around it.

3.8 - Alex

She's on her third glass of wine, which frankly is a lot better than Luigi's house rubbish, but she can still taste him on her lips.

She will never forget those last few moments outside the Railway Arms. Learning that she had died and would never see Molly again, and finally admitting her true feelings for Gene and then having to lose him again, all within a few minutes' time. She thought she'd be sadder than this, and more angry. But instead she feels surprisingly peaceful. It almost feels like heaven.

But without him there it will never fully be.