*Jasper's POV

  "I got you my angel." I whispered. My voice raspy. A whirlpool of emotiing inside of me. Annabell was in my arms again but unscious as she gave all she could to stop an unnecessary fight. To stop me from killier, because I made a wrong assumption. I am the one who hurt her now. I thought as I felt my good old friend self hatred, build up in me. I buried my fato the beautiful veil of Annabell's ebony hair.

  "Lone emerald heart,through darkness gotta dart.You're the light my brotherfate your's to heal each other."I heard Peter say. This is not the first time I hear it. I looked at him. "That's what you told me when I put you together with Charlotte ba one piece, back then... You don't mean...?"

  "Yes I do."

  I looked back at the angel in my arms and couldn't believe I didn't reize it before. Now so many things made sehat I couldn't prehend before. I finally found you.

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  *Annabell's POV

  My body feels incredibly heavy. I tell I am lying down but I'm so dizzy I could be floating in the air. What the hell happehere eter and... Major! The faint silhouette helplessly falling to their knees, quietly gasping. What have I done?! "Major!" I sprung up to a sitting position. Thank goodness... he's here.

  The relief of his presence was almost painful. Without thinking I jumped off of the bed and ran towards him. Then I realized what I'm doing and stopped. Taking a few steps back I hid my hands behind my back. Hanging my head in shame I mao speak. "What did I... did I... hurt you?" I waited. Expeg him to say he hates me or something like he doesn't want to see me ever again.

  Nothing. The lohe sileed, the less I could take it. I don't give a crap about why he's pointlessly trying to ceal his identity before me. I snapped and lifted my head to face him. "Major Jasper Whitlock, I expe answer!" I ractically screaming at him. Desperate yet dreading the answer.

  "Whoa." About a meter to my side I heard Peter to start ughing. "Yea Major, why don't you answer?" He could barely talk how hard he was ughing. "You know Annie, you always reminded me of someoh that short temper of yours!"

  How could I not notice him? Up to the point he spoke up I had no idea Peter was in the room too. My shocked expression was quickly exged by an embarrassed one. But it didn't go without Peter notig.

  "What is this? You didn't know I was here? My, my I get it you were too focused on Jasper you didn't even sense me standing here? You never failed to notice me, I'm the one hurt now." And new beam of ughter rang through the room.

  I pressed my lips together, hanging my head even lower than before. Peter came to me, now calmed down a little and put a hand on my shoulder. "You're no fun when you're out, gd you're up again." I heard a short quiet growl and the hand from my shoulder disappeared. "Alright I'll be outside." And he was gooo.

  I stood there, head hanged low and waited for what's to e. Still without a word I felt him closing the distaween us. The se from the woods was clear in my mind. Falling. Gasping. I took a step back.

  "I'm not gonna hurt you." I heard him whisper. I took aep. "Please, don't be afraid of me." He pleaded, still whispering. There ain in his voice. I was hurting him even now.

  "I'm not." I shook my head trying to aly his sorrow while taking another and my st step back. Last, because there was a wall. I didn't have ao retreat anymore. I subsciously realized that this is not my room. Not even my house.

  "Then stop running from me Ann. I would never iionally hurt you. Please believe me."

  He got it all wrong. I am not afraid of him. "What I'm afraid of is not you but that I'll hurt you again." Pressing my back to the wall I'm not sure what rea to expect.

  Gently resting his hands on my shoulders, same gentleness in his voice. "Don't be, I'm fine. Most importantly, are you feeling alright? This was a sed time you lost sciousness in such a short time." A wave of ess washed over my body.

  "Thank you." I smiled at him. "Yes, I'm ok now."

  "You are incredible, angel..." He breathed out. I have a feeling he didn't think I could hear him. The emotions I heard in those words were welling up inside of me as well and I slowly closed the distaween our bodies and softly buried my fa his silky shirt.

  Mostly because I o feel him, that he is really alright but also to hide from him my grittih. Now finally calm I became fully aware of the pain shooting through my stupid ahe very reaso in this situation. None of my today's as did any good to its process of healing.