Remus just laid on the ground for awhile, sobbing uncontrollably. He never even heard them hit the bottom but he had noticed when their screams had stopped. How could this happen? He had only just got Padfoot back! He had so many things he wanted to do with him.

All these nights he had imagined that they might find the cure and Remus wouldn't be infected any longer. They could go back to their cottage and fix all the tech. And there was a spare room and Remus had thought maybe they would adopt a child. It was war time and there was no shortage of orphans who desperately needed a home.

Remus pushed himself up off the ground and hobbled over to the edge and glanced down quickly then looked away. It was all the confirmation he needed that Padfoot was truly gone, forever. But Sirius had died to save him and he knew he needed to use whatever energy he had left to either get to safety before night or find the cure… if it even existed.

When they were resting at the pond Remus had thought he spied some movement far off in the distance through the trees but at the time he assumed it was an animal and dismissed it. But now it was all he had to go on. He found and grabbed Sirius's pistol. He seemed to have lost his sometime in the fight with Greyback. He had been so stunned at the moment that he hadn't been able to properly pull it out. He suspected it was at the bottom of the pond.

With what little strength he had he pushed forward in the direction that Greyback had been leading them. Remus wasn't sure if Fenrir would have attacked them if Sirius hadn't forced his hand. Maybe he really would've led them to the cure… or maybe not. He would never know.

As he stumbled through the trees he tried not to think of Sirius. But at least he had been brave. He thought of Sirius's face and the sadness that passed over it when he knew he would soon be dead and Remus began to cry again.

He wasn't sure how long he hobbled on but it was still very bright outside when he found the cabin. He didn't let himself get exited. It could be anything or anyone. It could just be someone's home. He stepped to the door and knocked. After a moment the door opened a young woman with short spiky purple hair opened it and he collapsed.

When he came to he was inside the cabin and the young woman was busy fiddling with vials and various fluids at a table on the other side of the cabin.

"Hello?" Remus called out. She stopped what she was doing and came over to the small bed where he lay.

"Hello," she said. "I'm Nymphadora Tonks."

"Hello, Nymphadora," Remus said.

"Just call me Tonks. Everyone does," she said.

Remus looked at himself and noticed his wounds had been tended to, including his broken rest which was now wrapped up to keep it from moving.

"Don't worry it wasn't a very large break," Tonks said. Remus was surprised as it had felt severe at the time.

"How long do I have until nightfall?" Remus asked.

"Hmm… about twelve hours?" she said.

"Wait… it's morning?" Remus said.

She nodded and said, "Yes. I gave you a tiny shot of Wolfsbane to suppress the change, at least for the night."

"The cure. It's real," Remus said.

"Oh yes. I invented it," she said.

"Why were you involved with someone like Fenrir Greyback and Voldemort?" Remus asked.

Tonks sighed. "I wasn't exactly given a choice. I've been working on the cure for four years. Death Eaters showed up two years ago and demanded my cooperation in exchange for resources… and not killing me."

"I'm sorry," Remus said. Tonks nodded, solemnly.

"Greyback is dead," Remus said, though it was Padfoot he was thinking of and a stab of pain coursed through his entire being.

"Good," Tonks said. "He's the only one of Voldemort's people on the planet as far as I know. They only wanted the cure so they could use it to control people after Voldemort had conquered the galaxy."

"I was sent here on a mission to try and find the cure so it can be used on those that Greyback has been infecting. Is it ready?" Remus said.

"Yes. I can only give you a vial of it though. I have a responsibility to the people of this planet. In truth it's been done for a year. I've been stalling in the hopes that war would end and Greyback would be killed or captured. I need to use most of what I have to give freely to those who want it while I make more. It takes time. But I can give you a vial and hope that your people can replicate it," Tonks said.

Remus pulled himself up and sat on the edge of the bed. Tonks went over the table and grabbed a vial. He suspected that she already had it ready. She handed it to him and he clutched it gently as tears began to stream down his face.

"I'm sorry… my lover died yesterday. He killed Greyback… and save my life," Remus said through sobs. Tonks held him for a moment and said, "Then take the cure and get it to your people as fast as you can so his death has meaning."

Remus nodded and pulled himself off the bed. This was exactly what he intended to do.