The rain fell.
The people around the grave had gathered in small groups. Some seeking shelter from the rain, others seeking shelter from the pain. Emotion was written in their faces, but even more in their eyes.
One man stood alone.
They did not look at him, for they did not know how to talk to him.
They did not think about him, for he could read their minds.
Was he dangerous?
They did not know.
They all felt the despair from one, then followed by the other, as the first suddenly disappeared.
It was not their way.
Was it?
Slowly the two caskets were lowered into the black ground, never to walk this earth again. But they were together, never to be separated again.
Jacob looked at the alpha of the other pack. He saw the burden he now had to carry. Had he done the right thing? Should he let Paul try to recover. Or was it over when your imprint dies?
A hand was put on his shoulder. Sam was no longer alone.
He would be judged later.
For now, the rain just fell.