Sam was fast asleep in his bed, when horrible dreams invaded his head. He saw Ryan torturing Luna in the woods and leaving her for dead. He woke, soaked in sweat and fear. He got up and look at the clock, it read 3:00 AM. Luna and him always had this special connection. He loved her more than anything, but hid it, knowing that if the Clan found out about him and Luna, they would kill Luna in an instant. He decided to call her, to see if she was okay, but there was no answer. Sam tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep. He threw on some shoes and a tshirt and decided to take a walk. He didn't know where he was going, so he headed to the woods. He loved these woods, the trees were always so green, even at night, and flowers bloom beautifully. As Sam walked, he noticed a streak of blood on one of the daisies. He grew afraid, knowing that Luna lived around here, he called out her name and there was no response. Right when he was about to give up, he heard heavy breathing. He followed the noise, which led him to Luna. She was losing a lot of blood. Luna had thin cuts everywhere on her body and her eyes wet with tears. When she saw Sam, she tried to get up and get away from him, not knowing who it was from her distorted vision. As she managed to get up, she coughed and looked through her blurry eyes to see bright red. She whimpered and collapsed again, trying so hard to get up.

"Please… don't hurt me," Luna whispered.

"Luna! It's me, it's Sam," Sam said.

"Sam?" Luna asked, Sam nodded.

"I'm going to get you out of here," Sam said, picking up Luna. She winced and held back her screams.

"I know it hurts Luna, I know, but you're going to have to bare with me," Sam said, worrying about her. Sam carried the gorgeous girl to his small house. He kicked the door open and lay Luna on the couch. She was still awake, but barely, and Sam knew that this was going to take some powerful healing. He covered the cuts with huge bandages, and covered them with some medicinal plants. Sam traced the cuts with his fingertips, and removed the bandages. The cuts were gone, and they left a scar, that was barely noticeable. Luna started to breath normally again, and Sam relaxed. He carefully picked her up again, but he stopped.

"It's okay… I can sleep on the couch, go sleep in your bed," Luna whispered.

"Upsie dasies," Sam said, denying her request and taking her to his bed anyways. Sam pulled the covers over her and walked towards the door.

"Thank you," Luna whispered, as she fell asleep. Sam kissed her forehead.

"Anything for you, Luna," He said as he shut the door and plopped on the couch.