!warning! indirectly talks about stuff. You may either hate me or love me later.

Do I care?

as long as you don't say negative stuff. ( go ahead & correct spelling & grammar if that's it)

P.S. again difficult chapter.

Terra's POV

"How do you feel?" Sean asked as he started cleaning my bloody right hand.

"Like I fell from the fourth floor of and twenty story building," I groaned, "then got hit by a train." Sean was silent for a moment before he finally spoke.

"That was completely stupid," his tone was lethal, "you nearly died." I could feel a knot begin to form in my throat. "What were you doing anyways?"

"I was trying to get you back to your daughter," I glared at him with my good eye.

"And what if you died?" he glared right back at me.

"Then either Kelly or Meisner would have to take over." Sean looked annoyed by that. We were silent for a couple of minutes while started bandaging my hand. "Remember when I broke that hand against your face?" I smiled.

"My face still hurts from that," I saw a quick smile. "How did a Hundjäger get the drop on you like this?" he asked as he started with my left.

"It was actually Viktor himself," I could feel that knot again. Sean looked me in my good eye. "I had no time to react between each hit," for a split second I thought I saw concern in his eyes. "Do you have an ice pack or something for my eye?" I asked him. He nodded and handed me a ziplock bag full of ice. "Where did you get that your ass?" it was a light joke but he didn't seem amused.

"You knocked it off when you woke up" he told me as I pressed it to my right eye.

"Take your coat and shirt off then turn around," I nodded and did as he obeyed. He avoided looking at me while I took off my shirt. I sat on the floor in front of him with my back to him. "Looks like you may need a few stiches," he told me.

"How bad are they?" I asked him.

"Not too bad," he started taking the glass out. "It's a miracle some of these glass shard didn't go in deeper when you fell."

"Maybe it was the zombie thing," I winced as he pulled out a piece of glass.

"That one is really going to need stitches," for a moment I thought I heard a tone of sadness.

"Just burn them," I told him.

"No we can stitch them up," he protested.

"Just do it!" I turned to look at him,

"The scars will be worse than the ones already here," he touch some of the scars. I flinched as he pulled away.

"It doesn't matter," my voice was shaky.

"Fine," he said and continued to pull more glass out. At times I wanted to scream out in pain but instead I bit my lips and clenched my fists. "The glass is gone," he told me as he wiped up some of the blood. I heard him flick a lighter. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" he asked.

"Do it," I said through my teeth. He pressed a hot piece of metal against my back and I screamed. He covered my mouth fast and I bit his hand. Matt had covered my mouth a few times when I scream so it became a habit to bit. Though, unlike Matt, Sean didn't pull away.

"It's okay," he whispered softly, "I'll just stitch you up." he dropped the piece of metal (which sounded like one of my knives.) I nodded as a few tears fell from my eye. I heard him shuffling through the first aid kit then followed by another sound of a lighter. "There are only a few that look like they need stitching up," he told me, "but the one I was most worried about was the one that was burned." I nodded as I felt the needle pierce my skin. I welcome this small amount of pain because it was the least amount of pain I had felt all day. "How did Viktor even get the drop on you?"

"He told me thing that I both knew and didn't know," I told him.

"Like what?"

"Well for one you're kind of a man whore." I gave him a fake teasing smile. "He told me you slept with both Adalind and her mother."

"That was a long time ago," he told me as he cut the thread.

"No need to explain to me," I told him. He started on another gash in my back and we were back to silence.

"What was the thing you already knew?" he asked me.

"I'd rather not talk about it," that knot felt like it was starting to choke me.

"What did he say?" he was getting pissed, "Terra?"

"Are you done?" I snapped, "I'd really love to have a shirt on."

"Don't change the subject!" he snapped back.

"Why does it matter? I know what he said was true so why does it matter?"

"Just tell me," he said in a lethal tone.

"You really want to know?"

"Stop stalling!"

"He told me you were in love with Adalind! Happy?" he was stunned.

"You think I'm in love with Adalind?"

"Hints why I said I knew it was true," I got off of the floor without having him bandage my back. Every movement hurt so I only made it as far as back onto the couch. The next thing I know is he's pressing his mouth to mine.

"Well you're completely wrong," he said as he broke away from a moment. I made our mouth meet again and he pulled me into his lap. My finger dug into his gelled hair as he deepened our kiss. His large hands ran over my scared back. His touch was gentle as his hands went over each of my scars. I forgot how gentle he could get at times and I forgot how safe I felt in his arms. My hands dropped down to the hem of his t-shirt and my hands went up his shirt. Sean pulled away and gave me a confused look.

"What are you doing?" he asked me.

"Just shut up," I told him and I made our mouths meet again.

"Terra," he pulled away again, "you don't want to do this." I looked at him without trying to kiss him.

"I think for the first time I do," I told him.

"Are you sure?" he asked in a concerned tone. I nodded

"Just be careful I'm a little broken right now," I bit my lips.

"When are you not?" he teased. Before I could say anything about that he gently pressed his mouth to mine. "I'll be careful," he promised.

Renard's pov

I smiled as I watched Terra sleep by my side. Her body was curled around mine and her head was resting on my chest. I kissed the top of her head and she groaned. She brought her hand up to rub her eyes.

"OW!" she woke up with a pained look on her face.

"Nose or eye again?" I asked her.

"Both," she groaned, "at the same time." she yawned and rubbed her good eye. "Is there anything to eat?" she asked as she sat up.

"I'll go look," I dropped a kiss on her shoulder and I got up while grabbing my pants. I pulled on my pants as I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed an icepack for terra then went to the cabinet. I grabbed two MREs and two bottles of water than went back to the living room. Terra was pulling on my t-shirt (which looked like a dress on her) as I walked in. "okay your options are Pork Rib or Meatballs with Marinara Sauce," I told her as I handed her the ice pack and water.

"I'll take the pork," I handed her, her meal as I sat down next to her. We put our food in the chemical packet and waited for them to heat up.

"Sean?" she spoke up as she nestled into my side.

"Yeah?" I put my arm around her.

"Where's my pony?" I started laughing.

"You're the worst Endezeichen I've ever met," I kept laughing.

"but do you love me anyways?" she gave me a teasing smile. I pressed a soft kiss on her lips and smiled at her.

"of course I love you," I gave her another quick kiss.

"good because I love you too."

MUSHY! sorry about the mushiness.

okay I want honest answers, How many of you fan girled?

I think I've made Renard's reactions more like reader reactions. Also Terra seems to cry a lot. Hopefully this will be the last time she cries for a while.

So I decided to watch the rest of Road Rules with David Giuntoli and I found no reason not to like him. Also right when I decided to start writing again I hit play on my iPod and Easy by Tricky Woo started blasting in my ears. I think I may be a "little" obsessed.

Also be lucky there was a lot of filler scenes in here which are kind of important but I'm going to put those in different places.