|Truth Always Triumphs
Author: SirWade PM
Suicide. That was the reason the brotherinlaw she never knew offered for her sister's death, but Diana knew there was more to the story. She was determined to discover what had truly happened, but falling in love wasn't in her plans. was Hawke's MysteryRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Suspense - Chapters: 16 - Words: 12,766 - Reviews: 27 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 02-03-08 - Published: 04-27-07 - id: 2353811
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"Hera?" Diana asked as her sister slipped by.
Her beautiful older sister turned, causing black hair to fall over her shoulder. "Diana, what are you doing up already?"
Diana tilted her head and studied Hera. "I couldn't sleep." She finally replied.
Hera glanced around before dropping the bag she was carrying to the porch floor. "I'm going for a little trip," Hera said carefully.
Diana's eyes widened. "You aren't coming back, are you Hera?"
Hera sighed and glanced away. "Diana, you can't say anything. This is something I have to do. I need to find myself and I can't do that in this small town."
Diana bit her lip. She wasn't sure what she should do. She adored her older sister most of the time, although there were moments where Hera's depression could cause problems. "If you don't want me to, I won't say anything," she whispered.
Hera grabbed her bag and kissed Diana's cheek. "I love you, Diana."
"I love you too, Hera," she replied as her sister skipped down the front steps.
Diana's eyes flew open. She shuddered and ran a hand through her sweaty, blonde hair. That was the last thing she had ever said to Hera.
She pushed off her blankets and climbed out of the bed she'd had since childhood and went to look out the window.
She stared out into the moonlit night. The phone call last night had been shattering. After not hearing from Hera in seven years…she swallowed hard. She couldn't picture her beautiful sister gone. A sob caught in her throat. How could Hera be dead?
Her hand came to her mouth in an effort to muffle her sobs. It didn't help. A few minutes later the door opened and Athena, her older sister, slipped inside.
She wrapped her arms around Diana. "Shh…." She whispered. "It's going to be all right."
Diana shook her head. "Athena, she's dead. How? Why?" she cried.
Athena blinked away her own tears. "I don't know…"
Diana pulled back from her sister. "I'm going to find out how she died."
Athena studied Diana's face in the dim light. "Diana, I know you loved Hera. We all did, but she wasn't perfect."
Diana nodded. "I know. I remember her bouts with depression as well as the rest of you, but I don't believe she would've killed herself."
Athena sighed. "Diana, it's been seven years since we last saw her. Her depression could've worsened."
Diana shook her head. "I don't believe that."
"Diana, our parents are taking this so hard. Don't make it worse." Athena warned.
Diana bit her lip. "I'll wait until they begin to recover, but I will not just allow this lie to be told."