Alex sat on a chair beside Dakota. The immense amounts of pain he felt in his heart were more than he could bear. His friend, his best friend, had left, or rather, had been taken away. And what was more; he had been taken away because he had tried to save Xander Collins life. And why? Why had he done that? After all Xander had done, how could he have done that?
But then his thoughts took a new turn. How had he spent his last few days? Were they with Dakota, or anyone for that matter? No, he had been so self absorbed that he had been sitting alone despairing over Cody, when he could have been helping their cause. Fighting Paul in some way.
He stood. "I promise you Dakota, I will protect your family, I will protect this community and defeat Paul. If it kills me I will live up to this promise."
