She'd always ran. From the very moment she could. Run, Max. Don't slow down, don't look back. They can't catch you when you move that way. Just keep running. You can run forever, but you can never hide. When she'd finally stopped running, it had been exhaustion to blame. She'd stopped running from that which made her afraid, had stopped turning her back to the face of evil. She was tired of running. Done with it, all of it. Still, it had taken her weeks and weeks to stop running from her other fear. Love. Curled up in her lover's arms, willing to fall into a blissful sleep, she knew she'd never run again. Not while Alec was around.
