I had no idea what Emily's plan was, but when I saw the Taylor on the right jump up, I had my gun aimed at her in an instant…only to see her holding the silver necklace in front of herself protectively.

I realised in that instant that I was aimed at the wrong person, and the shifter took that moment's mistake to lunge at Emily. I re-aimed, having to wait an extra moment for a clean shot between the girls because it was already too close.

Then Sam and I were filling it with silver.

I watched it hit the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around it. Dead.

I let out a breath of relief, tucked my gun back into my waistband, then looked up to check on the girls.

Emily had gone white as a sheet, staring in horror at the body on the floor before bolting out of the cabin. I heard her retching outside.

Sam nodded in her direction from the window and I nodded back at him. He would take care of Emily.

I moved over to Taylor. She was still standing in the same position, in the corner with the necklace held in front of her. She had a look of shock on her face, staring down at the body. Emily had had the misfortune of seeing us kill before, no doubt the reason for her reaction. For Taylor, on the other hand, this was a first and I don't think she knew how to handle it.

I stepped carefully around the body so that I was standing between it and her. "Taylor? Look at me, Taylor."

Slowly she looked up at me, and a faint look of relief crossed her face. "It's over." She breathed.

I nodded, "It's over. You're safe."

Her hand dropped and she quickly closed the space between us, wrapping her arms around me like I was a life-preserver in the middle of the ocean.

The intensity of the hug caught me off guard for a moment, and then I was holding her tight, letting her know that I was not going to let go until she was ready. The support was all she needed to let go, and soon I could feel her sobbing into my shirt.

I stood there rubbing slow circles on her back, giving her all the time she needed. I knew there was nothing I could say that would make what she had just seen ok. It would just take time.

Slowly the sobs died down, and the tension in her body relaxed, till she was just resting against my chest, head over my heart.

It was a strangely calmly feeling, just standing there holding her close, knowing that she trusted me and cared for me…though I still couldn't work out why.

I didn't want to break the moment and go back to reality, but reality is hard to avoid.

"Are Emily and Sam ok?" She asked quietly, head tilting slightly so that she was looking up at me.

"They will be." I answered honestly, "They're just outside, and they could probably do with some medical treatment."

She nodded a little, "Emily didn't look so good."

She took my hand as we separated, sighing a little, as though she didn't want the moment to end either. I gave her hand a squeeze, and she squeezed back.

I stayed between her and the body as we moved to the door. I would have to clean up before anyone found the body, but I was going to get Sam and the girls to the hospital first. Then I could come back, with a can of gas, to ensure that all evidence of what happened here was gone.

Hi everybody! Sorry for the long wait! I am doing GISHWHES this year, so I have been crazy busy! I didn't want to abandon you all completely though, so I have been writing a little here and there as I find a few minutes, so I have a half chapter to keep you going till next week!

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