I remember that conversation well. He knocked on my door. I opened it and he said 'Hi' as I pulled him into my room to talk privately, nearly bursting with news. I sat down on the bed beside Marshall, trying my hardest to let the words from my brain, form in my mouth and come out. My tail was going a hundred miles an hour as I stuttered and closed my eyes, I finally managing to say;

"Me and Skye are dating!" I opened my eyes and saw his pale face, whiter than usual.

"Chase, that's great." He smiled weakly and stood up, walking to the door, his tail dragging, ears down, muzzle clamped shut. "I'm very happy for you." I stood up as he opened the door.

"Marshall, Marshall, Marshall." I soothed grabing him gently by the arm, pulling him back into my bedroom. "Marshall, you and I have something very special, something that can never be broken."

He looked up at me, eyes swelling with tears, ears pointing up. "R-really" He began wiping his eyes.

I nodded. "As long as my name is Chase, I'll be there for you."

He smiled. "Ch-chase…? I l-love you." A chill went up my spine and I hugged him, feeling my body against his, warmth being shared both physical and emotional. After a minute, I heard a sound in my ears, a whisper, almost a sliver, of a shaky whimper. Coolness touched my fur in the form of small teardrops.

"Hey Marshall don't cry. It's okay. I'm here. I'm here." He shook free of my grasp, eyes dripping with saltiness.

"But you're not there. The only time you need me is if you want something! Else you're off playing with your 'girlfriend!'"

I was taken back, I had never seen something like this in Marshall before "Marshall… I-"

"Do you love me Chase?"

I just sat there, staring at him, not really knowing how to answer him.

He just shook his head, "What is the point of this conversation? You're not gonna change. I'm done."

"What do you mean done?" My ears his my skull, eyes wide, tears beginning there charge out. My heart thumped, lips quivered, I already knew the answer, but I needed to be sure.

He stood up. "If you need someone to sleep with, don't call on me!" He charged out of the room, the door slamming behind him.

"M-marshall…?" I collapsed on the bed, tears falling down my face so many emotions filling my body, exhausting my brain in mere minutes. Did I love him? I don't know… Before this I considered him my friend with benefits but he clearly didn't feel the same. He had tried talking about us several times, more times than I can remember, but I always answered him the same; "We're just friends." Sighing, I continued to read.

Hey Geheimnis, this is that last time I'll ever talk to you. I know Chase will read you once I'm gone and that's okay, you've served me well over the last few years and below this entry, You may ask why I'm leaving and well it's quite simple. I didn't come from a great home. My father did the best he could but working 72 hour shifts, leaving his 11 year-old son alone to take care of himself definitely has a push on someone's life.

My mom left when I was six, leaving me and my dad alone and hurt; him more than me. He became a hard, cold person. I felt unloved by both my mother and my father. Suicide had played its cards before but I had never paid too much attention to them, that is until my dad died. I found no reason to live. I had no friends, no family, just a big pile of hurt.

Then Ryder found me. He actually found me moments before I would have been dead. A knife to the throat, a quick death, alone in my room. Only my stuffed animals to comfort me. I laid down on the bed and drew the kitchen knife out from under my pillow, turning it over in my hand, brushing the blade, making sure it was sharp. I placed the point up to my throat and counted down in my head. '3' I drew it back and into position. '2' my eyes squeezed shut as my grip around the handle strengthened. '1' The blade flew up as a knock was heard on my door. My hands froze, the tip just millimeters away from my neck.

Huffing I shoved the knife back under my pillow, stood up, and to answer the door. My fur was everywhere, I hadn't left that room in over a week. I used the bathroom that attached to my room when I had to go and used the tap when I needed water. The only thing I ate was a slice of bread once a day from the loaf I had brought in the day after my dad's funeral. I stepped over the clutter of broken things in my room. "Can I help you?" The light blinding my sore eyes.

"You must be Marshall?" I nodded, my eyes beginning to adjust to the brightness. "You're gonna come live with me now… I'm gonna come pick you up in two days so I need you to pack some things that you'd like to bring with you." I shrugged and the human walked away. I looked down as my eyes met his. I blinked a couple times before introducing myself to the pup before me.

"Name's Marshall."

"Chase." he said taking my hand in his as the human called him away. "I got to go now but I'll see you again soon." Chase was the only reason I had to live but now he's gone, Skye took him from me and she will pay! I'm apologizing ahead of time. I'm sorry Skye. I don't want to hurt you but I know the next time I see you, I'm gonna go ballistic. Chase I love you. Good bye.

His name was written in face letters along the bottom of the page and a envelope with my name written on the front. I opened it and all I saw was cash, loads and loads of cash, all in hundred dollar bills. As well as a small note.

"Dear Chase everything that I have is in this envelope. Please take care of Skye, and don't play with her emotions. Be loyal and honest, not afraid to show your feelings. Love her like I have loved you. I didn't want to leave you but I know it's for the best. I don't want to hurt anyone more than I already have and I know I was selfish to try in ake you from the one you love. I thank you for the 4 years of life you spent with me, the four years that were based purely off of your love. Please keep this letter and money a secret, tell no one not even Skye, not even Ryder! Also tell no one about my love. If anyone asks we were friends and friends only. Enjoy your life! Get married, have pups, take one day at a time, enjoying each and every moment that you have. They are precious. I love you so much. You were a great friend, a better listener, a fantastic night companion and my little officer. And since I won't see you again, good morning, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight!"