Luke nods and rushes down the hall to Lizzy's room. "Lizzy, baby." Luke says softly. "Luke?" She asks hopefully but knowing it wasn't him. "It's me darlin', look at me." Luke says sitting on the bed. "Luke is it really?" Lizzy asks. "Yes...baby, talk to me." "I...don't know what's wrong. I just feel..." Lizzy stammers. "Like it's your fault everything bad has happened to Cindy and Julie?" Luke prods. "Yeah, I know it's not but it feels like it is. If I had just..." "There was nothing you can do baby. It's called survivor's guilt. You feel guilty because you're alive and Cindy's not. She wouldn't want you like this baby, you know she wouldn't." "But..." "As far as Julie's concerned that's not your fault either. Joey and Hughie would have come after her just the same no matter what you did to prevent it." Luke says. "I know I just can't help but..." Lizzy tries. "I know you want to change it but you can't it's in the past and you have to let it rest. Look out for Molly and yourself it's all you can do and it's all Cindy's asking from you. She wants her best friend to have the chances she's missed out on. Don't disappoint her. Come on Molly needs you to get better to take care of her." Luke says. "But I feel so lonely." Lizzy admits. "I know baby." Luke says. Cue anyone.