Lizzy dreamed of Ciel's voice talking to her, soothing her. "Ciel" she muttered. It almost sounded as if he was crying. Why would Ciel be crying? Should she comfort him? "Ciel, it's alright, I'm fine, "she muttered, rolling over. Then she felt her heart clench. Ciel was dead. So who was this?

Her eyes snapped open. Ciel's small face was bent over her, tears dripping down his fragile cheeks. "Oh Lizzy, Oh Lizzy!" he sobbed.

Was this a dream?

Then she remembered. The small, small bottle.

She was dead.

Now that she knew it was real, that she had really done it, she thought of all the things she couldn't in life. Her mother and father. Edward, he brother. Her life outside of Ciel. But she looked back up at Ciel's beautiful face and knew she would never be completely happy without him. Without knowing somewhere he was there.

"Ciel," she whispered.

His eyes opened. "Lizzy?"

"Yes, it's me. I'm fine."

"No! You're not!" Ciel suddenly shouted. It scared Lizzy, this sudden change. "Don't you realize? You're dead!"

"Ciel..." Lizzy said hesitantly.

"What happened? Was it murder?" Ciel asked. He was still hanging on to the vain hope that Lizzy...that she hadn't... She hadn't...

"I committed suicide," Lizzy said quietly.

Ciel broke down. "Oh Lizzy! Why? They surely haven't found my body yet! Hell, I doubted they would find it at all!"

Lizzy looked at him, confused. "What? Ciel, Sebastian brought back your body over a month ago. London's being rebuilt. They launched a murder investigation, but nothing was ever found."

"Murder Investigation? Why?"

"Ciel! You had a hole straight...straight through..." Lizzy broke down into sobs. "You're body...*sniff* was so small, so white, so cold..."

"Hush, Lizzy. It's all over now." Everything's over. For you, at least. But he kept these thoughts to himself.

The angel in the desk looked up. "Ciel Phantomhive?"

Ciel looked at her. "What?"

"The final judgment on your soul has been made."

Ciel stared at her, wide-eyed. "What?"

The angel looked sympathetic. "I'll give you a few moments to say goodbye."

Ciel grabbed Lizzy shoulders. "I love you Lizzy. I always have, and I always will. I…" he faltered, then took a deep breath and carried on. "I doubt I will be going to the same place as you. But, I just want you to know…that…" Ciel looked into his fiancé's wide green eyes. He kissed her, and threw his arms around her.

"I love you so much Lizzy," he said. Then he smiled wanly, and stood up. "I'm ready."

Lizzy watched as he talked quietly to the angel, then left through a side door she hadn't noticed. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

The angel looked at here. "Elizabeth Middleford?" She nodded.

"Would you please come over here?"

Lizzy walked over to her.

"You are a suicide victim, correct?"

Lizzy nodded.

"Well, suicide victims are always given a second chance, seeing how most of the time their crazy. Unless they die of something unhealable, than they always have the choice to go back."

"Go back? Where?" Lizzy asked.

"To life, deary. You have a second chance. No one has found your body yet, so no one has to know."

Lizzy looked at the door Ciel had disappeared through. "Where's Ciel going?"

"He was a very special case. I…I'm not sure."

Ciel would want her to be happy. She was sure of that. She remembered his face, crying over her because she was dead.

"Will you tell him? Can you tell him I'm alive again?" Lizzy looked at the angel hopefully.

"I'll try."

"Then…I think I'll go back. Back to life."

The angel smiled. "Just through that door." She pointed at a door, a different one then the one Ciel had walked through.

Lizzy took one last look at the room. Then she opened the door and stepped through.

Lizzy sat up from her uncomfortable position on the floor. She had had the oddest dream. She rubbed her forehead then stuck her hand in her pocket. There was nothing there. But she had the strangest suspicion there should be. Oh well.

Paula rushed to her room.

"Lady Elizabeth!" she gasped, waving a letter.

"What is it, Paula?" Lizzy asked, smiling at her maid.

She looks a lot happier then she has since she learned Ciel had died, though Paula.

"It's a letter from Mr. Sebastian!" She handed the letter over to the girl on the floor.

Lizzy opened it, and read in quickly. "Oh Paula!" she gasped.

"What is it, Lady Elizabeth?"

Lizzy handed over the letter, and burst in to joyful tears.

Paula gasped. "He's alive! How did this happen?"

"It's a miracle Paula. God's gift to us." Lizzy was smiling through her tears.

Neither of them questioned where he was found, or who was buried in his place.

Ciel walked through the door, willing himself not to look at Lizzy. Then the world went dark.

"Ciel Phantomhive?" said a deep, resonating voice.

"Yes," he said.

"You have a very strange death schedule on your hands."

Ciel really didn't know what to say to this.

"No."

"I suppose I will have to make something up." The voice sighed. "This is highly irregular." There was the sound of footsteps walking away.

That was strange, Ciel thought. Is this Hell? It seems the priests were wrong.

"Young master?" asked a voice that was as familiar to Ciel as the back of his hand. Even more so.

"Sebastian? Is that you?" Ciel asked.

"Yes. It seems, young master, that you have exceeded my expectations once again."

"How? By dying? Did my soul taste particularly fine?"

Sebastian chuckled. "Just follow me, young master."

"How can I? I can't see anything."

"Just follow my voice."

Ciel did so, and walked into…the second season of Kuroshitsuji.