Who better could find Fred in her current state? Smoothing the sleeves of her dark blue sweater, Caitlin softly smiled back. "No, no it didn't. Or else I would have thrown it back."
Caitlin was thankful that her friend wasn't in true physical danger. But something was truly wrong. The two of them had so much history. But she hoped they could be friends. And what did friends do - help each other out.