Hey guys! so another chapter, kinda late I know but the ideas been in my mind all day. sorry its kinda short but this will be helpful later on so ya'll needa remember this! so my updates may come alittle late this week, I got finals and A B.O. competition and PT test for my ROTC class. so I apologize ahead of time, and swear ill update when I can!

-so this chapter I wanted to show alittle more of Tylers POV, and you get to see alittle of Mary's past *hint *hint. like in all my chapters I post as I write so the capitalization is so off, im sorry but who has the time. I use notepad to write not some fancy office 20## whatever. haha. Well enjoy! Reviews are very much welcomed!

~Tyler~

I layed in the tiny make-shift bed on the floor, listening to her breathe. the gentle rhythm of her heart beat was trudging along. i noticed it was irregular and would stop for a second or two, and then would speed up and then slow down. i hoped that was something from before the incident, nothing that thing caused. i sighed, i hated lieing to her like i did about what happened to her. Dad was pleased that we could keep this secret, since she couldnt remember.

She stirred in her sleep and an arm came, hanging off the bed. i lift my hand and gentle slid my fingers across her hand. They was soft and smooth, i remembered earlier when i got into bed with her without thinking. She was my mate, and i was used to thinking she would instantly accept it and know. Be a wolf like me, but she was human. But i didnt care, i loved her anyways. She was mine, and i was hers. Even if she didnt know it yet.

i had hoped that my calling her beautiful would remind her of when i called her that on the beach, but i dont know if she had even heard it then. but i hoped, and met with disappointing results as my compliment didnt seem to faze her. I was a stranger to her, everything was. Even her family for the most part, from what i could tell she could collect features and fragments of names but nothing concrete.i let go of her hand, not realizeing i had been holding it. i rolled on my side and closed my eyes. i hope when she does find out, she'll keep an open mind about it.

"Ty-er! H-lp me!" my eyes snapped open. i heard it clear as day, i know i had. i sat up and looked at Mary. She was asleep but had a crinkle on her for-head; probably having a bad dream. I looked around, i know i heard it and it sounded like Mary, but it was fuzzy. i started to lay back down when it came back. "Tyler! It's-o dark! I a- see! please! help m-!" I stood up and looked down at Mary. Was she talking to me..in my mind?

I closed my eyes and sat on the edge of the bed, concentrating on her. images began to come to me as i cleared it of everything. i was in the woods, at night time. everything was dark, a new moon and cloudy. i could hear small animals running around in the shadows and crickets singing. where was i? i walked around alittle, trying to find something familiar. Crying broke through the silence of the night. Sobs of fear was breaking the night, and i followed them to a giant tree.

inside the base of the tree at the roots, sat in a ball what looked to be a child version of Mary. Her bright red hair was in tangles, and her green eyes were brimmed with tears. She was dirty and in torn clothes. "Mary?" at the sound of my voice, the child Mary looked up at me in voice sounded like a quiet echo, barely heard. i crouched down infront of her and got a closer look at her. What i had thought was dirt was actually bruises, in the process of healing. she was wearing what looked like over sized rag clothes, and no shoes, barely what could be called socks.

"Mary..what are you doing here? Is this..a memory?" i asked. my question seemed to shake Mary and the seen changed. we were in a barn now. it was daylight outside and i could see her now. She was still the small child with the bruises and tangled hair, but her clothes changed to a raggy dress and black socks. She looked around seven to eight, in elementary school. "How did you get here?" she asked. the echo was gone and replaced by a melodic ring. i shrugged. "i heard my name being called and all of a sudden i was there. what was that?" i asked again. she thought for a momment, eyebrows furrowed. "i..dont know. i felt i had been there before but i couldnt place it." i nodded. "Why are you a child?" my question seemed to not sink with her, as if she didnt know what she looked like and she took offense. "Whats that suppose to mean?" i held up my hands in surrender and looked around.

i found a trough with still water and pointed. "Your appearence." i said. she hesitently walked over and looked. she placed a hand over her mouth and gasped, stretching her arms and hands out staring. "is this barn familiar?" i asked, trying to distract her, seeing the hysteria rising in her eyes. she didnt look up at first, then after a minute she looked around. i sighed inwardly in relief. "its all familiar, but i cant place it. its like its there, but a dream. you know? when you dream of something, and it turns out it's real. i dont know.." she trailed off. "how are you here?"

i blinked. i didnt know, it just kinda happened. "im not sure, i just followed the voice in my head, and it lead to you." she stared off, thinking. the picture became blurry; her face became blury and the scene was fading. "Mary?" i said, but even i couldnt hear my voice. "Mary!" i yelled. she looked up and noticed my disappearing and fear crossed. i saw her mouth make a word but couldnt see it nor hear it. a rush hit me, like when you emerge from under water.

my eyes snapped open. the room was dark still, and i had fallen to lay across her legs. i sat up and looked at her. she was still asleep, but her forhead was smooth again. i hope i had helped her. i had no idea how we just did that, id have to ask dad later. she bgan to stir, and she rolled back on her back, her head lolling to the side. she made a small sound, "Tyler.." she mummbled. i smiled huge. shes dreaming about me, thats a good sign. i touched my hand to the side of her face, smiling. i dropped my hand and stood, laying back onto my floor bed. i fell asleep thinking of possibilities to our commute. my dreams and mind was my own again, and i fell asleep with the smile still on my face.