Chapter 6
Caged

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Like I've said, I have up to chapter 12 completed, and several later chapters are finished as well. I'm just in the process of linking them up.
Also, let me know if anyone wants the 'adult' chapter up. They will be under another title here.

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Say something, I'm giving up on you.
I'll be the one, if you want me to.
Anywhere, I would have followed you.
Say something I'm giving up on you.

Warren sat quietly on the single bench inside the prison cell.
The guards thought it would be a better idea to keep him in solitairy, just in case he 'snaps' again.
He would have laughed, if he had any laughter in him. He had already decided if he were to get out for self defence, he would not go back to Evie and Ash.
It was his fault they were in this mess to begin with. If he stayed, he'd only endanger them further.

And I, I'm feeling so small.
It was over my head.
I know nothing at all.

'What will you do?' A voice asked within his mind.
'It dosen't matter.' He sighed back. 'I'll leave. Maybe death by Royal. I don't know if I would be able to live without them.' He thought of Eve, the first night she asked him to sleep next to her. It was one of his best dreams; to have her ask him to stay the night in her bed, and one he'd never imagined she would offer. They never slept apart since. He thought of Ash, and how the boy had decided Warren was his father, and follow him around the house.
It warmed the old Blutbads' heart to turn around and see the tiny Fuchsbau Kit half a step behind him, one thumb in his mouth, the other reaching to hold on to his pant leg.

And I will stumble and fall,
I'm still learning to love;
Just starting to crawl.

That once warming feeling suddenly felt like a stab, as he reminded himself that all that was now over.
'It was a good dream while it lasted. It's time I faced reality. I knew it would never work.'
The Voice spoke again.'You are willing to go back to that lonely life? You know the feel of true love, and you would just give up on it? Just like that?'
Warren grabbed his head.
'I want their safetly more than I want my own happiness. Living without them would kill me, but I couldn't live with myself if they got hurt because I couldn't let go.'

"Warren Earnest?" The officer called into the cell.
Warren looked up, and the man unlocked the cell.
"We're goingto take you to the infermery. Hands behind your back, please. Walk backwards to me."
Warren obeyed.
As he was led to the jails' hospital, he was tempted to bolt. Perhaps the guards would do him the favor now?
'Do not be a fool.' The Voice scolded. 'That would help nothing, and noone.'
Warren sighed, and prayed he was terminal, even though he knew the worst was proabably mere flesh wounds.
The doctor wrapped his wounds, took blood samples, and sent him back to the cell within an hour. Warren simply sat there, still and silent, not even answering any questions the doctor had asked.

Say something, I'm giving up on you.
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you.
Anywhere, I would have followed you.
Say something I'm giving up on you.

'I pray her memories won't weigh her down like they will me. I pray for her happiness, forever.'
He layed down and staired at the grey wall in front of him.
He'd been in a place like this before; he was young, and stupid. He had been arrested for breaking and entering, and would have gotten away with it if the people hadn've come home. They caught him, and in a panic, he attacked, Woging.
The people had called the police, but one worked for the Coincil, and saw potential in the young male.
He'd arranged to have his bail paied, as long as Warren would serve the Council.
At the time, Warren was excited; he'd heard they were there for the safety and protection of Wessen, and thought he would belong there.
He was wrong.
He belonged with Evie.
The thought stabbed at his heart again.

And I will swallow my pride.
You're the one that I love,
And I'm saying goodbye.

'Why can't I let this go?!' He growled to himself.
'Perhaps it's a sign.' The Voice offered.
'No.'
"Why do you fight me so? Look into your heart - you know I'm not wrong. Why do you deny this part of yourself?"
'Leave me alone.'
There was a monent of silence.
'Very well. If you refuse to acknowledge me, there is no point in my staying. I will move foward. Join me if you will.'

Say something, I'm giving up on you.
And I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you

'It's over. I've killed someone. Self defence or not, it's on my record. As soon as anyone sees that . . . I'll never get a decent job, I wouln't be able to care for them now.'
His eyes, though open, were blank.
He'd killed before, but thanks to the Council - and that he was so good at his job - he was never caught or tried for murder.
'Let me stay in here, where I belong. I've killed other Wesen, this should be my punishment.'

And anywhere I would have followed you.
Oh, say something Im giving up on you.

He heard the main gate open, and two pairs of foosteps echo down the corridor. He couldn't tell which way they were going, not that he really paid attention. A small, quiet voice called out.

Say something I'm giving up on you.

"Warren?"

His eyes focused.
'Evie.'

Say something.

Drama.

'Say Something' Preformed by; A Great Big World

I do not own the song, but I thought it would fit Warrens' thoughts at the moment.
(It was also a nice punctualtion from what would have been a wall of text.)

I do not own the original Grimm characters or the song.

I own Evie, Ash and Warren. May we love them to death.