[i]Victoria went suddenly still, her clenched fist shaking as her heart pounded.[/i] [i]...He said something else, he had to have said something else. But not "Mom" - anything other than "Mom".[/i] [i]Victoria shakily rose, her head shaking as deep breaths emitted from her helmet. She was a murderer, was she not? She was no better than those that she condemned: first the woman who begged for death, now the mother and soon, the son. While her face was hidden by her helmet, a silent tear streaked down from Victoria's eye, making its way down her cheek.[/i] [i]There was nothing that she could say. There was nothing that she could do to make the situation any better.[/i]