Jalena: I'm glad you like the story :D I was trying to break off the parts with different characters but the only thing I could find to use was a row of X's, the stars don't work for some reason, the spaces where I haven't got anything is where I've tried something that doesn't show up on fanfiction – I'll correct it all later, I promise! And thanks for the review :D!

Can't do Thierry and Hannah very well – I probably can't do any couple very well :P but these are the hardest, so ignore the nonplussing parts.

Thierry didn't seem to be able to breathe. He attempted to suck in huge gasps of air and call it breathing, but it didn't quite work. He was having trouble even thinking.

His house wasn't safe for anyone anymore. They had to get everyone out; if security could be breached twice, who was to stop it happening a third time? Jez Redfern was gone, and they didn't even have Morgead to tell them whether she was dead, and he was the only one who would know with the soulmate link.

He walked into his and Hannah's bedroom, dropped something paper onto the wooden desk that he used when other people – namely Quinn and Rashel – decided that his office was the perfect place for arguing and making up. Hannah was sitting on the bed in the thin cascades of blue velvet, but now she looked over – eyes wide, a flash of compassion sparked between them, but then her eyes went downward, towards the paper, and the connection was severed.

"What's that?" she asked softly and Thierry knew she probably already realised what it was. It was the thing he had been talking about every day for the past week since the first breach. He threw her the paper and she looked down at it blindly.

"Medicine Rock, Montana," she gulped, and Thierry saw a tear forming in her eye. He felt as though his heart was breaking just to see her start to cry, but he tried to remind himself it was for the best. They would see each other again, but she had to get out of the danger zone. He wouldn't be her death.

Not this time.

"No!" she screamed, throwing the paper back at him, he flinched, "you are not sending me home! Everyone here is in danger, what's so special about me!"

"What's so special about you is that you're absolutely fantastic, and I love you," Thierry stepped forward, putting his hands on her shoulders, "but I'm also sending everyone else with a family home too."

She looked up at him, "everyone else with a family!" her voice reached several octaves higher than it normally would have, "what about those without a family! What about the others? What about you! You'll all be staying here! And I want to stay!"

"Eric's already at home with his mother," he spoke over the top of her screams, and she beat his chest with small fists, wanting him to listen to her. He was – goddess he was – but if he paid attention, she'd talk him round, not this time, Hannah, he thought to himself, "I'm sending David back with the news Jill had disappeared, human authorities looking for her can't hurt, might not be able to help either, but… Kestrel and Rowan are going back to Briar Creek, Maggie will be back with her parents. Illiana, Delos and Galen are getting sent to Galen's mansion –"

"I don't care where they're going! I want to stay here! And if you send me away, Thierry, Goddess knows I'll just come back! You can't send me –"

"- Where they'll be safer," Thierry went on, "once Winnie, Poppy and Jeannette are going to the hospital still to help Holly they'll be going to Galen's – except Jeannette, who will be going hoeme, but James, Quinn, Rashel and Nissa are all going to Galen's mansion straight away, where any available shape shifters and –"

"-Will you listen to me, for one minute? I-"

" – All my guards will be going to protect the three, where maybe they'll be safe. I'll be staying here, of course…"

"I'm not going anywhere without you!" Holly finally got her words out interrupted, and Thierry stared at her. This was practically submission. Hannah – his Hannah – was agreeing to go, if he went. Of course, he couldn't do that, but at least it was a start, she must realise she was in danger.

"If I went with you, you wouldn't be safe," Thierry said simply, and it was enough. They both stopped shouting and collapsed against one another, Hannah sobbing onto his chest. It had been a hard week for both of them, full of self-hate and loss. And now they both cried, tears mingling as one.

"You wont be safe here though," Hannah whispered against his chest, hanging on as though he was her last rope to safety, "they'll raid again, you know they will…and with less guards, they'll" she choked on her words, "they'll kill you!"

"Maybe so," he nodded, "but I'd rather that than them killing you."

"We die together," Hannah whispered, so softly, "we live together, we die together. If you…If you died, I'd rather die myself. I'm not as patient as you, I can't live my life without my soulmate, and you wouldn't be coming back."

Thierry nodded, but not in complete agreement, Hannah went on, "come home with me. My mother liked you in that few minutes you talked before you got claustrophobic and went out to the car," she smiled, remembering the moment, "and she knows everything about you. She'll be glad to have you there."

"They'll look for us there, Hannah, you know they will."

"I know," she murmured to his shirt.

He thought now of what a good job it was he took the liberty of buying plane tickets to Europe too, some might call him a coward, but with his oath not to kill, there wasn't a lot he could do, and – despite what anyone might think of him – he had waited for eternity to live a life with Hannah by his side, and he wasn't about to have it cut short.

"Phone your mother, and Chess if you want, Hannah," he told her softly, "I'll treat you all to Europe. Maybe, just maybe, they wont recognize us there."

she grinned, her tears disappearing almost instantly, and poked him, laughing, "the amount of times you've been there? I doubt it!"

he realised how quickly she'd turned off the waterworks, stopped screaming and yelling as soon as he complied.

"why, you little sneak," he hissed, cut short by Hannah's lips on his.