This was it... the catalyst she needed. She was slamming her things into her trunk with great force, not caring who saw her crying or what she hurt in the process. Not even her pretty shoes. She had already lain all of the gifts that she had with her... from Salander... out on her bed and was trying her damndest not to let her eyes fall on them. She had fallen asleep nearly every night with that princess teddy bear, but now it made her want to cry. And puke. Then cry some more.

Rufus chattered away from the top of the canopy where he loved to perch most times, but Lexi ignored him and kept packing. Maybe she couldn't leave JUST yet, but she was going to. And when she did... it would take hell or high water to get her back. And then she might just drown instead of giving in.

Sitting down with her back to the trunk she just cried and cried and rested her face in her hands. She was lost... she didn't know what to do and had no one to turn to up here... She had really done it this time and she knew it was only going to get worse.