Someone like you.

A/N:Last night I had a craving for a good, recent, R/T romance. And you know that I don't mean oh-baby-you-get-hormones rushing romance, sweet but-it-couldn't happen, war-is-raging romance. OK, that's enough, I'm aware at least five people left during that. This are perspectives/afterthoughts/monologues from 48-54.

Tobias:

How far did she go that evening? How much did she let herself run wild, so weak to the temptations of Crayak.

I love her. I feel something for her, at the very least. I know that, no matter how much I deny it. But I'm scared of that vengeful, power wanting, destructive part of her. I'm scared for her too, scared that it will swallow her up, swallow up Rachel, the beautiful, talented girl that went flying with me so many times, the girl that risked everything for her friends.

She's a girl with two halves, two halves that had a delicate alliance, an alliance that possibly will never find peace again.