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Elena broke her song and her focus on a very low -- one of the lowest notes on the piano -- banging it hard. She stood up and grabbed her coffee, dumping the rest of it down the sink. She whispered a jumble of words into the warmth of the day. Rain was falling on the streets of Paris; though she loved rain, she couldn't go out in it. She didn't want to, due to the fact she was feeling incredibly miserable today. She looked at her hands and wondered if Josef was coming home today.

"Just get home today," She whispered to herself, "I'm sick of all this doing without you.." She said, turning around and walking back into the bedroom. She flipped on the television to watch the latest report she'd recorded about Jaque and the catching; she hoped Josef could sucker some words out of his boss to come visit her tonight. She curled up against the back of the bed, her hands hugging her knees into her chest. She closed her eyes for a bit, thinking about everything that was going on. For anything Elena knew, Josef could be dead right now.

She opened her eyes and shook even the thought of that out of her head. She didn't like to think about anything bad that could happen to Josef. She kicked the slippers off and looked at the time; as she hadn't earlier today. It was already 4 PM? How late did she sleep in? All she remembered was staying up quite late wondering if Josef would show that night.

She yawned. She had to get to bed early tonight and catch up on some long-lost sleep. She walked into the bathroom and pulled the bobby-pin out of her hair. She knew if he showed tonight he wouldn't be afraid to wake her up. She would be overjoyed if he did; words she couldn't even explain.