His heart was trying to escape his chest as he heard her talk. He had been so lost in his happiness that he hadn't thought to question how she was feeling. It felt as though she was disconnecting from him piece by piece. So much had been going on in her life, yet he knew nothing. He had become complacent; like a pig in shit, not knowing that he was about to become bacon.

A part of him had always known that all of this was too good to be true. For him, it was the perfect arrangement, where he got his fix of her presence, but didn't need to commit to anything. She, on the other had had been falling apart.

He was shocked back into reality as cold water splashed over his leg. His Babe was walking away, tears streaming down her face. He stood and ran after her.

Turning her around, his temper flared "How dare you!"

"Ranger let me go please." She whimpered

"No!" he pulled her closer, "You think you can just walk out of my life? You think you can walk away as though it won't make a single difference in my life? As though I don't think about you throughout my every waking moment? You think you can walk away without knowing how much I love you?"

He growled as he saw her resisting his embrace, "Did you not think about how I was there every single day, waiting for those fifteen god damn minutes like a drug addict. Do you not feel me close my arms around you and finally sigh in relief? Do you know how much control it takes to not follow you around like a love sick puppy every single day? It has nothing to do with safety Babe, it has everything to do with how my life is a hollow shell without you."

She had finally stopped resisting, and was sobbing into his jacket.