~I'll give you everything I have.
Teach you everything I know
I promise I'll do better~
Tate was good once.
He was good again.
Tate was where he belonged
He had a connection that most people spent their whole lives looking for
Tate was no killer.
He wasn't a killer but for the first time in his life he'd do it.
As he held Stanley, he couldn't the image out of his head.
She had looked scared and screamed in pain.
He had just found her and now he was going to lose her.
He sucked at tuck ins but Bo now always asked for him not Milton to tuck her in.
Bo was down, bleeding and not moving.
Tate was no killer
But if Bo didn't make it, He would kill Zepeda.
~With every heart beat I have left I will defend your every breath
And I'll do better
Cause you are loved
You are loved more than you know~