I'm Trying To Keep"― He Huffed, Shifting

Look, Just Stop Trying To Annihilate Yourself, Okay? Because If I Think You Can Do It, I'll Make Doc Pull Me Out Today. Or I'll Tell Jared. Just Imagine What He Would Do. I Imagined It For Her, Smiling A Little Through My Tears. Remeber? He Said No Guarantees About What He Would Or Wouldn't Do To Keep You Here. I Though Of Those Buring Kisses In The Hall...thought Of Other Kisses And Other Nights In Her Memory. My Face Warmed As I Blushed. You Fight Dirty. You Bet I Do.

It's Over. We've All Been Sentenced To Die.

You Held Out Your Hand, And I Took It Without Stopping To Make Sense Of What I Was Doing. For The First Time In Almost A Century, I Felt Hope.

All The Lines That Held Me To My Life Were Sliced Apart In Swift Cuts, Like Clipping The Strings Of A Bunch Of Balloons. Everything That Made Me Who I Was - My Love For The Dead Girl Upstairs, My Love For My Father, My Loyalty To My New Pack, The Love For My Other Brothers, My Hatred For My Enemies, My Home, My Name, My Self - Disconnected From Me In That Second - Snip, Snip, Snip - And Floated Up Into Space.

I Struggled To Find The Words To Name The Feelings That Flooded Through Me, But I Had No Words Strong Enough To Hold Them. For A Long Moment, I Drowned In Them. When I Surfaced, I Was Not The Same Man I Had Been. My Life Was An Unending, Unchanging Midnight. It Must, By Necessity, Always Be Midnight For Me. So How Was It Possible That The Sun Was Rising Now, In The Middle Of My Midnight?