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This is just a little snipit of what I thought Michael could have been thinking when he was with Percy. I hope you guys like it!

"What relationship?" he asks.

He knows full well what Percy is referring too. He tried to hide it, they both did. Look, but don't touch. That was the rule. He broke that rule, they both did. He loved her. He still loves her but she hurt him, but then again, he hurt her too.

He refused her and that broke her heart, but then she moved on; with someone else, and that broke his heart. Then she left. She left leaving him alone. Leaving him alone in the hell hole. He wants to hate her, he really does, but he can't. There are times when he thinks that he would be able to kill her. Thinks that he could actually pull the trigger, but deep down he knows that he never will be able too.

"But we don't have to worry about her do we?" Percy states interrupting his thoughts, "Now that she's at the bottom of the St. Lawrence."

No. He won't even begin to think of her being dead. He would have felt it, he would have known.

"Well, we have no confirmation of this." He tells Percy, trying to convince himself that the woman he loves could be out of his life forever. Even if she wasn't with him, she would still be alive.

And as long as she's alive that's all that will ever matter.

So? What do you guys think? If you could please leave a review! I love to hear the feedback! Thanks again for reading! :D

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