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my head over and over again ignoring the voice as much as I could.
    “I told you I don’t know!” I screamed breaking my silence after enduring the same question for what seemed to be hours. As soon as the words left my dry lips a searing pain sliced through my skull. Images played out like a play right before my eyes, colors of every spectrum showed, and a smile ghosted my lips as an image of Maggie filtered into the dark spots. Filling my heart and mind with tiny specks of light.
    “Do you not understand the severity of your actions, Killer? Do you not understand that with her birth comes your death?” Fuck! This voice was talking in circles, circles that I refused to follow him through. Instead, I focused all my attention on the images of Maggie and me that had appeared magically in my mind.
    Happiness filled my chest, lifting me up. I had to find her, bring her home, and show her just how much I loved her. Just how sorry I was for breaking us both, for causing our damnation.
    “Your memories of her are very strong.” The voice spoke once again interrupting the scenes going on inside of my head. This enraged me. It made my blood boil to know the voice was looking in on the most intimate moments of mine and Maggie’s life. Moments we shared together.
    “You know nothing! Nothing at all.” I yelled, and forced my attention back to Maggie. Not wanting to ruin the precious minutes I had left with her. He didn’t know Maggie. He couldn’t. No one did. Only I did. She was mine. All mine.
    “He’s going into shock, dose him up and then bring her in. When he wakes up, he needs to see her.” I could hear their whispers, and it was then that I realized just how far gone I was. Where was I really and what had they done with the girl, with Maggie? The love of my life. The light to my darkness.

Two
    M aggie

    W armth cradled me , wrapping me in a blanket that I never wanted to leave the early light of the morning filtered in through the blinds, basking rays of sunlight upon my skin. The previous months had passed in a flurry, the events of what had taken place in the cabin were like a puddle of water mixed with gasoline. I couldn’t remember everything, only bits and pieces that my mind allowed me to remember and try as I might I couldn’t seem to piece all the memories together or even make sense of most of them. All I knew was that Killer had gotten us out of there in one piece. I could feel it in my heart, even if I had no recollection of it taking place. Without him, there is no way we could’ve made it to the present alive.
    I was barely awake, as a growl filled my ears, ripping me from my anxiety filled thoughts. I rolled over in the blanket of warmth to face Killer knowing that being able to see him alive would never get old. I had lost so much over the years, but I had also gained a lot in return. I had learned many new things, and explored deeply into a world that I didn’t know even existed, and I had started to realize ever since the night I killed that man in an attempt to protect Killer and myself that I was more like Killer than I had ever thought. The dream that played out right before my eyes the moment I fell to the ground in that cabin still resonated through me.
    The secrets of what I was, and what I would become were stuck deep inside of me. Returning to the present I clung to Killer, now more than I ever had, knowing that I had no one left to go home to. That my life had been a complete and utter lie, and that everyone I loved was missing or dead.
    “Did you sleep well?” His voice was deep, so deep it vibrated through me. A shiver shot down my spine before I could even comprehend what it was my body was doing. Every single part of me craved him. I stretched against his rough edges, wanting to get closer to him. Every piece of his flesh that touched my own caused an eruption of desires to form deep in my belly.
    Stop! I said to myself even if it was the last thing I wanted to do. We had far