Epilogue 2 Jenna

I 'm so damn cold. Everything hurts and I can't see anything around me. I know that I'm awake but it's all clouds. Like little cotton balls hemming me in.

But outside of the white, I can hear him again. His deep voice calms me. "It's okay, little mate. I've got you. Nothing will hurt you. No harm will come to you in my care. Just….don't give up. I promise you that if you come back to me, you will want for nothing. You will be my whole world. Just like you are now."

Something soft touches my hand and I grip it tightly. My eyes open and I see him outside of what looks like a windshield? He smiles at me and even though he's blue and his hair is a soft gray that should make him look old, he's not. I can see the power in his eyes, the banked fury and desire that I don't want to see right now.

Maybe ever.

I glance over, not moving my head and realize that a hand is clasping mine while wearing a glove that's pushed through some kind of hole in the side of the tube.

"Hello, mate." I want to ask what he's talking about but I'm so tired. I hear him hiss as I close my eyes and sink back into the darkness. "Please don't leave me again, mate."

But I can't stay here. Can't stay awake anymore. I'm just so damn tired and I know if I wake there's going to be so much bad, so much that I don't want to see or think about.

"Jenna. I love you, mate. Don't give up because I promise you…I never will. I'll hold onto you until you come back to me."