Chapter Name: You Won't Have Him For Very Much Longer.

Authors Note: I'm horrid at doing rescue scenes so please bare with me ok? I'm doing my best and I don't appreciate being mocked KAYLA!!! Lol, ok, here we go, chapter 15!

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Fae looked over her shoulder. It was Greg! She turned to run to him, but Hayden had her tight.

"Let me go!" He bit his nails into her skin, making her whimper. Though she wouldn't bleed because of her state as a healer, it still hurt!

"I said let her go, if you know what's good for you." The boy just rolled his eyes and pulled her closer to him. She leaned down and bit his hand as hard as she could, and when he looked down to examine himself she ran toward Greg. He wrapped an arm around her.

"If you ever touch her again I swear on the klutziness of my father that I'll rip your ears off and shove them in your ear sockets." He turned and ran up the hill, not noticing that his pants were falling and his boxers were visible. Fae noticed it, but was too shaken up to say anything quick and witty.

"We'll never fight- I'll never run- I'm sorry- I don't want to-" Greg pulled her into a hug, her rambling muffled out by his chest.

"It's ok Fae. I'm here." She held her arms up, wanting to be held. He lifted her up, carrying her back to the shop. When they reached the door he put her down at the table and walked behind the counter. It was packed.

Nate, Chad, and Josh seemed to have brought a few of their friends… About six.

Josh smiled at Fae, but stopped when Chad poked him in the side. She looked at Greg. She was afraid for him. His first week in America and already he had enemies. Fae slipped behind the counter.

"I'll help anyone that needs it." Josh stood in front of her.

"Hayden came to my house and his hands were bleeding like a bitch. That was your doing wasn't it?" Fae looked down nervously. She wasn't a big fan of swearing… He reached over with one finger and tilted her chin up.

"You don't have to be afraid of me." Greg was gripping the counter with so much force that Fae thought his fingers were going to break!

"I'm not afraid of you…" Greg watched her with wide eyes. Fae looked up at him, then turned to look at Josh.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. At least, not really anyway." He smiled at her, and that was when he snapped.

"Alright Fae, I need to talk to you in the back please!" Fae didn't have a chance to answer back before he ripped her from behind the counter and into the back room.

"Ouch! Greg, whats the matter with-" He put a hand over her mouth.

"I don't want you talking to them. I don't want them looking at you the wrong way, I don't even want them breathing the same air as you!" Fae winced back at his yelling. She hated it when he yelled; he was so scary when he did!

"Greg, calm down…" She stood on her tiptoes and brushed a long strand of hair from his face. He huffed and looked down.

"What's gotten into you lately? I mean, he's just a customer honey. I love you, you know that, but I mean, if you act this way with him, imagine how you're going to act when I actually get a boyfriend! You don't have to worry about me Greg. I'm a big girl now." Greg sighed and looked down at her. He didn't ever want to think of her dating anyone…

"Just trust me, ok?" He nodded, though he didn't want to, and allowed her to walk off.

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"Fae, I want to ask you a question." Fae looked up, continuing to knit as she stared at Greg. The store was pretty much dead.

"What kind of guys do you like?" Fae chuckled and put the knitting down.

"Girls love you baby. It's just that this is America, and people are different here." Oops… She had gotten the wrong idea!

"No, Fae, that isn't it." She looked at him again.

"What is it then?" She was knitting furiously now, as quickly as she could.

"I want to know what kind of guys you like is all." Fae smiled and slipped up onto the counter. She put her knitting down and waved him over.

Sliding her fingers into his hair, she began to whisper.

"I suppose I would want a guy that was just like you. Sweet, gentle… He would love me no matter what I did and even when I made a mistake, he would try to get me through it. He would never leave me alone when I was afraid, and when we fought and I tried to get away and cry, he would make me cry on him…"

Greg leaned his head against her cool palm. He loved it when they touched like this… He wished he could hold her all the time. Every time he got sick, she would be beside him, concocting some crazy miracle cure that always worked. Even when it was something she couldn't fix, she insisted on staying by his side and trying until her fingers hurt from every prick she had to make for a drop of her own blood.

"I heard it was going to rain tonight Fae." She whimpered. She hated rain because with the rain, came  thunder and lightning, which she was afraid of.

"Pull out some extra pillows and blankets; you'll be having a visitor tonight." He chuckled, but was inwardly happy. He loved sharing the bed with her. The way she put her head on his chest so her soft hair tickled his nose, the way she pecked his lips with a linger just to taste before they went to sleep…

"Do you want to sleep in my room or yours?" Greg asked, toying with a strand of her soft curls.

"Yours Greg. I like that guy smell." He chuckled as she leaned her forehead over to lay on his chest.

"I love you Greg." He wished she meant it the way he did when he said it… He curled his hands up in her hair. He knew just the way she loved her hair stroked.

"I love you too Fae…"

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"Yes, you love each other now. Hold him for as long as you can Fae, for you won't have him for very much longer."

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A/N Hehehe! What do you think people?? I left you a little cliffhanger but that's ok lol.