*~* Dream of Me *~*

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How many years had they been together on the run? About ten. maybe eleven if he recalled correctly. He'd watched her grow up and blossom before his eyes. She never asked anything of him, except that he promise to never leave her behind. He was man of his word even if he was a cold-blooded killer in society's eyes.

His silver orbs moved over the contours of Jack's face. His Jack. his sweet brave Jack. He reached out to touch her cheek, brush the hair out of her closed eyes. His hand stopped short though, as if he was having second thoughts about it. He shook his head softly, a gentle sigh escaping his lips as he looked down, running a hand over his scalp.

After all this time. it still hurt to feel. Having Jack around reminded him of how Carolyn found the humanity in him. But right now he cursed that humanity, the part of him that had a soul. he despised it.

His gaze shifted back to Jack again. Sorrow mingled with the rage of the beast that was inside him. He finally reached out, letting his fingertips gently brush her pale cheek.

"I'm sorry Jack.," his voice became softer, "I'm sorry."

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