HEY LOOK AT THIS! Im updating again! And its only been like what… a few days… or something… thanks again to sara… who is faved on my authors thingy…. And yeah for chapter 6!

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Damon made her way down the building's main stairwell all the way to the street without any delays. She hurried to the corner and was almost around when a hand fell on her shoulder.

A soft southern accent fell harder than a ton of bricks, "Damon, where are you going?"

"I'm leaving" the words barely had the power to pass her lips. She could not move to turn and face him – it was too painful.

"What?" He grabbed her arm, forcing her to face him.

She repeated her words a little firmer, anxiety giving her strength, "I'm leaving"

"WHY? You can't leave… we have to talk this out…" the words came out in a rush mixed with a heavy dose of confusion.

"No Danny you don't unders.."

"HEY SIS!" the cheerful voice rang out from over Danny's shoulder like a noose, trapping Damon mid-escape. She flinched as if she'd been struck. Footsteps rang from behind them - the pack was closing in on her. In defeat, her shoulders fell. Slowly she turned to face them. And like a silver bullet, Danny's big green eyes tore through her soul from behind his tousled blond hair. She begged for darkness to take the pain from his eyes and her heart.

And instead, the darkness took her.

Time moves in slow motion as Damon's eyes roll back into her head and she begins to fall. With Danny too stunned to move, Seth had the presence of mind to slide past him and land on his knees, catching the unconscious Damon. Gingerly, he lifted her from the ground, carrying her to the apartment without a word. He paused by Rose long enough to give her a meaningful look then continued to the apartment. The rest of the night was subdued. The pack retreated to their separate rooms. Ash and Rose went to the roof to watch the stars, Cain went crawlerling and found corners, Seth stretched out on the couch and Amy found a space on the floor. The only person not sleeping was Danny who had taken a post at Damon's bed side sitting on the floor.

Damon's heavy eyelids slid open slowly to the bright sun streaming through the holes in the blinds. With a hiss, she flipped onto her side to avoid the stinging light. A flash of blond at the foot of her bed let her know that she was now under watch. She could only sigh knowing that her escape had failed.

His soft southern voice was loud in the stillness of the morning sun, "You know we wouldn't let you just leave." The head lulled forward and his arms perched on his knees which began to shift from stiffness. His hands fidgeted in discomfort as he continued, "As much as it may not seem like it, we need you."

"No you don't." she snapped in frustration, "Garou as a whole seem to have decided that the glasswalker is only good as an assistant… not a pack mate." Damon got up and moved to the floor next to Danny.

"Even so, we need you…." The statement was drawn out too long to be finished but Danny said nothing more leaving no clue as to what it was.

There was a soft knock on the door but it was ignored - neither had the strength to face whomever was interrupting, and the interloper left.

"You never told me you cut yourself," Danny whispered, emotion choking the words from his throat.

Out of pure reflex, "You never asked." was her surly response.

He chose to ignore it, "Why were you leaving?"

Her eyes bored holes in the side of his head, daring him to face her, praying that he wouldn't, "Well everyone seems so happy now that Amy is here, I guess I figured I wasn't needed any more."

Before he could reply, the door burst open and Rose fell in, "We need to move now. Random called. College avenue…. We have to go now." Her eyes asked for understanding in their mission and compliance. And the both of them gave it, finding it far easier than continuing their painful conversation.