Ok, so you guys asked for a follow up, and after a butt load of umming and ahing, I came up with this:

Her whispered words echoed in his ears as he closed her bedroom door, her beautiful face outlined with silver from the moonlight that had shone through the window, her grey eyes sparkling with emotions that he couldn't read.

Will stared at the wood of his own door for a long time, before furiously throwing himself away from it, pulling at his own hair, attempting to identify the aching in his heart.

He recalled the feeling of complete and utter rage he had experienced when Tessa's brother had threatened her. And then the look on Tessa's own face as she tore from the Institute, screaming her brother's name, and looking capable of murdering him with her bare hands, rose up in his mind.

She had looked almost etheral, running out like that in nothing but her nighty and dressing gown, bare feet slapping against the cold ground, eyes blazing with determination.

When he caught her, knowing that Nathaniel had disappeared, she had looked broken. He remembered the warmth of her slight body as he had pulled her close, trying to calm her, remembered dull coldness of her tone when she had asked him to release her.

While their scene in the attic played over and over in his head.

And her words, when she had admitted that she had been trying to run away.

Will clenched his eyes shut, trying to banish her voice from her head.

She had wanted to run away from herself. From him.

And it was all his fault.

Nathaniel's voice rose up once again in his mind. His smarmy, sneering tone had always grated on Will's ears in person, and it was no better in his memories.

We're coming for you Tessie. And when you have given the Magister what he wants, you're going to die.

The same fury took him over again, and before he knew it, he had slammed his fist into the wall, wishing it was Nathaniel's face, imagining the satisfying crunch the other boy's nose would give out. He punched the wall once more, even harder this time, reveling as the shock of it traveled up his arm, the pain clearing his head.

No. They weren't getting his Tess.

He'd kill any that tried.

Ok, so, Will's POV after he leaves Tessa that night. Waddya think? Hope you guys like it - I know it's incredibly short but that's how it turned out :) Review! Please?

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