A/N: Who do you love?! Awh, c'mon you know you wanna admit it! Let's get down to business...

WARNING!!! We get a little sexual in this chapter! I'm told the terminology is Lemon or Lime depending of the nature of the...erm...actions. Gotta say I'm not sure the "Lime" is good or not. LOL. But I also feel I should remind everybody of the M rating and that there WILL BE MORE Lemon/Limes in future chapters. I'll work on making them better.

BREAKING NEWS!!! The author of this story loves her readers more than she loves music. Congratulations you all have become her new addiction!

:D Okay, okay, I'll shut up now.



CHAPTER THIRTEEN:REASON AND LOVE ARE SWORN ENEMIES.
-Corneill

My eyes didn't move away from his and after my quick intake of air, I hadn't breathed. We were both starring at one another, our eyes unmoving. Neither one of us had blinked for a good minute. I could see Sean's eyes flicker between each of my blue ones like he was hoping they would be a window to my thoughts. But not even I could tell him what I was thinking. I was just frozen, starring at him for yet another minute. After I was pretty sure my lips were going to turn blue I drew in a slow silent breath. Sean's hands gripped me tighter. I needed to be alone. I needed to reason all of this out and think clearly. Around him I go into a fog and never see logic. I needed to get away.

As if Sean sensed my oncoming flee he pulled me to him, our bare chests flush with each other. He held me impossibly tight and seemed to be rocking slightly. I couldn't blink, still my eyes just starred off into the dark. I couldn't even wrap my arms around him. I was as lifeless as a doll. I could feel Sean smoothing my hair back trying to comfort me but it all felt wrong. I really needed to be alone with my thoughts.

Finally after another few painfully silent minutes past, I swallowed and slowly moved my hands to nudge away from him. His eyes shot to mine completely aware and focused. "I-I need to think." I quickly tried to scramble away from him but he wouldn't let me go.

"No," he begged. "We can talk about this together. Please, Sarah."

I shook my head violently, my breathing speeding up. Everything in me was screaming run away. "I'm sorry. I-I have to..." I didn't finish I just jerked away from Sean, scooping up my hoodie that had been left by the door. I threw open the door swiftly and shut it, tugging my hoodie on as I stumbled down the stairs in the dark. I listened carefully as I walked quickly down the hall of other doors, trying to see if Sean was coming after me. I heard absolutely no movement but I knew that didn't exactly mean anything.

I couldn't leave, that would be horrible. But I did need to get air and think about this crap. I reached the bottom of the marble stairs, my bare feet making soft smacking sounds as I padded my way to the kitchen. There was a sliding glass door leading to a beautifully crafted deck that went to the backyard, set in the windows. I decided outside was my best option. I flicked the latch on the door and stepped outside, the cold air whirling around me and making me cringe. I shut the door softly, taking deep breaths.

The moon was full tonight and shinning brightly, starkly contrasting with my thoughts. It was beautiful, the exact opposite of me and it was a guiding light to people everywhere. I couldn't have been more different from the moon if I tried. I sighed, walking down the dark wood stairs to make my way to the pool. The night air was crisp and calming. I could feel my nerves cooling off already. Clarity. That's all I needed. Once my feet touched the cold, giving snow, I felt slightly better. I walked through the white powder, my feet begging me to go back inside before they fell off. The pool had a level of steam wafting above it, telling me the water was warm. Ah, perfect.

The pavement was clear around the pond shaped pool, so I sat down and dipped my feet in. Pins and needles prickled up my cold legs at the hot water. I sighed and closed my eyes, swishing my legs in the water. The trickling sounds of the waterfall soothed me more than I thought possible. But even I couldn't deny my heart was no longer inside my body. No, my heart was inside comforting a beautiful green eyed boy. I roughed my hands over my face groaning. It's too soon! Nobody falls in love with somebody in less than a month. Especially not me!

I felt my shoulders rattle and suddenly I was sobbing. I was taxed again. After the day I'd had I couldn't exactly blame my body for crying out. I wasn't thinking about the trauma Shutter had caused me. I wasn't thinking about my life being threatened. All I could think about was how close I came to losing Sean. How I feared his eyes would never sparkle for me again or how I might not ever see his dimpled grin. The fear ripped through me again only ten fold. It was crippling to say the least. I groaned as more tears slipped down my face. What would I have done had he not survived? The thought of existing with out him was absolutely painful. I didn't want to imagine a world where he wasn't.

And there was my clarity. Love isn't reasonable. Love isn't logical. It's why so many people are empowered by it. It's why mothers can lift cars off their children. It's why I was willing slit my arm to save Sean's life. I love him. I've known that I did, I just never wanted to admit it. He makes me lose myself and when I'm not with him all I want to be is lost. He's my first thought when I wake up and he's the only person that has ever made me lose my cool exterior. And he loved me too.

I stood up, my new resolve holding steady as I walked back in my own footprints and up the stairs. I gave the moon a glance over my shoulder as I tugged the door open, nodding to the planet in thanks. The heat from inside swirled around my face, hints of Sean's heady scent floating over me. I closed the sliding door, flicking the lock back into place and quietly made my way up to Sean's door. The house remained silent even though things going on inside it were far from quiet. Honestly it felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders and I could fly if I really wanted to. My feet carried me faster up the spiral staircase until finally I was standing before the heavy oak door. I listened intently, trying to see if he had went to sleep of if he was up. I jumped back when I heard a loud smack from inside the room that rattled the door.

He was up.

I took a deep breath, wishing I looked a little better since I was about to go profess my love to him. My hand gripped the curled handle of the door and pushed down to open it. The room was still pitch black, leaving me at a disadvantage. My toe hit something hard on the floor and I couldn't figure out what it was but I was sure it's what hit the door. I swept my eyes all over the room trying to find his form but I just didn't have good enough sight. I closed the door, pressing my back to it, deciding I was going to have to let him come to me. I wasn't nervous, I was calm and at ease. I may have also been a little excited though. The room remained dead quiet, not a sound except my breathing. I knew he was in here. I could feel him. I just didn't know exactly where.

I finally came to the conclusion that the best option was to just start talking. He would hear me. I swallowed and looked down at my feet in shame because I knew I had hurt him. "I'm so sorry," I whispered into the dark. My voice cut the thick hanging quiet. Still, I heard no movement from him. So I kept going. "I know I hurt you leaving like that. But I'm not sorry I did it. I got the clarity I needed." As I took a small breath to continue I heard a deep feral growl somewhere near in the dark. My heart started to pick up, natural human instincts telling me that noise meant danger. Instead of flattening myself to the door more I stepped forward having a feeling he was somewhere in front of me. The air shifted telling me he moved elsewhere.

I blew out a shaky breath, gnawing my lower lip to try and regain my courage back. It hit me then that Sean may not be willing to receive my apology and that I was a fool for thinking that just because I was okay now didn't mean he was. He may not be ready to talk. With this new information I nodded to myself and took one small step back. My breath came in a gasp as I collided with his heated body. It felt like electricity crackled between the two of us in the dark, sending my heart into a frenzy. God, I had to tell him.

I spun around, blindly raising my hands to hold his face. My fingers came in contact with damp cheeks. My heart broke. I had made him cry. My actions truly caused him pain. I knew of only one way to fix my mess and it was about to come hurtling out of my mouth.

"I do love you," I said firmly yet there was a weakness to my voice. "I've known almost since the day I met you that I did. I-...I love everything about you." I swallowed knowing I had to say more. I hadn't fixed us yet. "And I'm so sorry I hurt you. Sean, I run away from these kinds of feelings. I've built this wall up that refuses to let anybody in and in one day you charged it down. It rattled me. It still does." I felt hot liquid pool in my eyes but I ignored it because this wasn't really about me. It was about us. "It scares me that I need you. I feel vulnerable when I'm with you. You said once that I was your weakness...your mine too. But your also where I draw strength from." At my next bout of words, my voice became shaky and the tears I was fighting so hard to hold back came spilling down my face. "When I thought I could have lost you tonight it was the single worst feeling I've ever felt in my life. I questioned earlier today if I could exist without you...I know now that the answer is no. I'm no good without you. It scares me Sean, to know you have this kind of power over me. I'm not strong. I'm really just this weak little girl that has no idea what she's doing. But I know that I love you.

"I love your temper more than I care to admit and love that you get to me. I love the way your eyes sparkle and make my heart skip. My stomach does this horribly embarrassing flip thing every time I see you. Your the only person that seems to get me even though I haven't told you much. I find myself wanting to know every minute detail about you because I don't want there to be an area of your life I haven't touched. I want every single part of you. I know you're mad at me, you have every right to be, and I understand if you need time to think too. I owe you so much more than what I can give you. I swear, anything you want is yours, all you have to do is say the word."

In an instant I felt his searing hand grab the back of my neck, fisting my hair as he yanked my body closer to him. He hovered his lips above mine, his sweet breath billowing over my face. "I want you."

My knees wobbled at his words. I moaned pressing my lips to his and sliding my hands to his hair. "Then take me," I whispered.

Sean lifted me up, slamming my back against his door and securing my legs around his waist. He held my neck off to the side so that he could deliver sweet tortures to the skin there. "Mine," he growled, pressing a kiss to my jaw. I was pure jelly in his hands. I had absolutely no will power. What ever he wanted was going to happen. Hearing him claim me did strange things to my body. I got rougher with him, clawing down his back and biting his shoulder. I was careful enough not to bite his left shoulder though. I had to have him. "Fuck," Sean hissed as I rolled my hips into him. His movements stilled, aggravating me. "Stop, baby. Stop."

"Why?" I asked as I tugged the ends of his hair and bit his lower lip. He growled but not menacingly like before.

"I have very little control when it comes to you. Please stop trying to crumble what's left of it." He seemed desperate and it only made me want him more.

I threaded my fingers tightly in his hair, nibbling on his ear. "I'm fucking tired of control," I whispered.

Sean hissed, his fingers digging into my hips. I wanted him to lose control. There was very little separating us below and we were both well aware of it. Sean's left hand slid to the waistband of the boxers and then slipped inside. My head lulled back but Sean used his other hand to make me look at him. My breathing sped up at the combination of his emerald green eyes burning into me and his hand dipping under my last layer. My eyes screwed shut wishing he would just fucking hurry up. I hissed when he ran the pads of his fingers over me, my head falling forward to his shoulder. "Please," I breathed.

I could have sworn I heard him chuckle before suddenly there was an intrusion. I felt him slide one of his digits into me slowly, curling once it was fully sheathed. I moaned, my hips rolling without my consent. Sean's lips wrapped around my ear lobe, nibbling as his finger slid in and out. Each time I gasped slightly. "You are mine. Say it." He stopped his movements.

Oh sweet Jesus don't stop! "Yours. All...yours." I managed to groan out. Mercifully Sean picked back up only this time I felt another finger join in. I was going crazy. I needed to grip something, bite something, shit I needed this to go a lot faster otherwise I was going to implode. My head threw back, banging the door as I strained to get higher. I wasn't trying to get away from the sensations but I had to do something! "Fuck!" I screamed.

I heard Sean growl followed by him moving to suck my shoulder junction. All of the physical things being done to me plus the fact that I was high on my love for him, was driving me crazy. My jaw clenched shut, fighting the urge to scream again. Sean's speed picked up, his breath helping to send me closer to the edge. "Let go, love. Show me how much you love me."

My eyes shot open as the fire returned to my body, shooting straight where his fingers were. I yanked on Sean's head, crashing my lips with his in a heated kiss. Our tongues battled out for dominance until finally I lost because suddenly there was sparks shooting through my blood stream, little white dots exploding behind my eye lids. I was beyond grateful Sean's mouth muffled my cry of pleasure. The pulse returned between my legs and my heavy panting reverberated around the room. Oddly enough Sean was fighting to control his breathing as well. I knew if he dropped me to my feet, I'd keep going 'till my ass hit the floor.

Sean pressed his forehead to mine, kissing the bridge of my nose as he caressed my cheek. I felt his finger slip out of me, making me whimper at the loss of him. He chuckled lowly sending sparks back through me. I groaned. Was it always going to be like this? Would I forever never be able to get enough of him?

God I hope so. I'll come back and talk to you now. I'm proud of you.

Damn, I rather enjoyed the break of my mouthy subconscious. I couldn't help but smirk as Sean pulled me back from the door but supported my weight on him as he carried me over to the bed. He set me down on the bed, standing before me, cupping my face. I tried to keep contact with his eyes but the dark was too...dark. I leaned forward, my head coming in contact with his lower abdominal. I felt something poking at my chin and quickly realized what it was. I bit my lip, well hello there! The thought hadn't crossed my mind that just because I was relieved didn't mean he was. The fact that he was selfless enough to let what we had just done be enough warmed me inside. I'd heard storied from Jason and a few other guys that there was nothing worse than having a hard on that wouldn't go away.

Sean seemed like he was about to step back so I reacted quickly, my hand wrapping around his dick from outside his pants. He hissed, his hands shooting out to take mine off. "No, Sarah."

I huffed and pushed his hands away from my own, tracing the band of his pants. His skin was unbelievably soft, and warm. I literally just wanted to dive into him and never come up for air. He had shown me just a taste of what he felt for me so it was only fair I get my shot to show him how I felt. "Don't tell me what to do," I whispered trying to sound seductive. I'm pretty sure I failed. I dipped my fingers into the waistband of his sleeping pants, marveled to find it was all he had on. I bit back a moan. I actually wanted to do this. I used to think the thought of a blow job was horrifying but sitting before Sean, with it right there standing at attention for me did crazy things to my body.

I knew he was on the verge of stopping me again so I hastily yanked his pants down, letting them fall the rest of the way. Sean hissed, but I was in the zone. I zeroed in the...oh god. That was never going to fit. I swallowed hard, hoping I could be good enough for him. I reached out just as it looked like he was about to pull away and kissed the tip. Primal instinct must have taken over Sean because his fingers quickly threaded into my hair. I wasn't completely virginal. I knew a few things. True, I had never actually preformed one of these things but...

Are you for real? 'Preformed one of these things'? It's not fucking surgery. Wrap your mouth around that big-

Okay enough! I shook my head to clear the cob webs and slowly darted my tongue out to flick the tip. Again he hissed. Okay, so I'm pretty sure hissing is good. I got braver and closed my lips around the tip, swirling my tongue around to taste the slight sweet and saltiness of his skin. Somehow the porn star in me emerged and took a deep breath, shoving my head all the way down. Sean let out a glutenous growl as his hands tightened on my head. I smirked, pretty damn happy with myself as I started a rhythmic motion. Sean's throat was vibrating as his hands stayed firmly secured in my hair. I hummed gently around him, earning a loud moan. That noise alone spurred me on further to suck him hard and push him faster to letting go. Sean's hips started moving with my pace, the tip of him reaching the back of my throat. My gag reflex tried to make an appearance but I just breathed in through my nose. Something changed in the air and I felt Sean hurriedly trying to pull away from me.

I knew instantly what was about to happen and I'd be dammed if I was going to let him away from me. I moved my right hand to the base of him while my left reached out to hold his hip, my thumb tracing that perfect 'V'. Sean's noises got louder and louder until finally a loud sexy growl ripped through his chest and hot salty liquid shot into my mouth. I almost jerked away because I was startled but made myself remain there and take everything he had to give. I bobbed my head up and down a few more times, feeling him soften after a few moments. I made sure to clean him off with my tongue and kissed the tip before I reached down and pulled his pants back up. I was thoroughly pleased with myself. I may not have been the best but I did what I set out to do.

I sat up, looking in the general direction of where I suspected his face to be, biting my lip. The silence was killing me. Just as I was about to ask him if I did okay I felt strong sizzling hands take my face firmly, followed by a matching temperature of lips crashing to mine. "I will never get the image of your pretty little mouth wrapped around me like that, out of my head," he growled.

It really worried me that I liked him talking to me that way. I moaned and bit his lip, scratching down his warm chest. Just as I was about to make another move, I yawned, quite loudly. We both laughed quietly as Sean crawled in the bed with me. I stripped out of my hoodie knowing I would get hot if I left it on and snuggled up to him. I loved how his arms seemed to just naturally weave around me. I pressed my lips to his strongly beating heart, gently nuzzling the bruising. "I love you, Sean."

Sean let out a contented sigh and kissed the top of my head. "You have no idea how much I love hearing you say that." He pulled me closer and hummed. "I love you too, Sarah. Always."

"Always," I hummed as my eyes drifted close. Always. Always was a nice thought. The perfect word to lull me to sleep.

My eyes fluttered open to light shinning brightly, warmth and cloud like comfort enveloping me. I sighed, my eyes blinking as I felt warm lips kiss my ear and a hot finger run down my spine. I shivered, definitely not because I was cold. I groaned, realizing where I was again and noticing I had shifted in our sleep so that my back was to Sean's chest. I stretched, Sean's hand snaking around to flatten on my belly as I reached my right arm up to stroke his face.

"You are absolutely stunning when your sleeping," he murmured with a kiss. "You can't disagree with me or have any snark comebacks to anything I say. It's remarkable."

I gasped, a smile stretching my face as I flipped myself to face him. "You ass," I teased. Sean's eyes danced with glee in the new bright morning sun. I wondered idly what time it was. I hummed, snuggling myself back into him. "Can we stay in bed all day?"

Sean kissed my temple, "I'd like nothing more." He sighed longingly so I knew there was a but somewhere. "But I've got some things I have to do with my father."

I lifted my head up curiously. "Like what?"

Sean tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, his face showing no trace of emotion. "Just Congress stuff. We have to hold another meeting most likely to alert everybody of what Shutter did." His face cringed a bit as though he suddenly didn't like the idea. "Unfortunately this also means every Demon will be told how I survived which means it will come out that I have a pull to a human. Damage control will be a pain in the ass. No to mention the rumors-"

"Damage control? Rumors? What are you, some celebrity or something?" I cracked a smile as I played with his messy hair. Sean was quiet for just a little too long. My eyes bugged, my motions on his head halting. "Oh my god you are!" A full on laugh erupted from my mouth as I looked at him. He seemed horrified yet confused and entertained all at the same time. "How famous?! Oh my god this is too funny." I rolled away from him covering my face. "Actually I'm not surprised. You've got the whole movie star beauty thing going on. Is it because your dad's head of The Congress?"

Sean's eyes swam wildly, suddenly he lunged at me. His lips sucked mine to his, ripples of heat waving through my newly awoken body. Sean broke away, hovering over me. "I love you."

I giggled. "Not that I'm complaining but what did I do to deserve that?"

He hummed, rubbing his nose over my face. "I was afraid you would be upset or freak out about hearing about my high status. It's not as glamorous as you might think. It's very political and...petty. But it's a necessary evil to keep things controlled in my world." He raised his eyes to mine after a brief glance away. "Your really not upset?"

I grinned shaking my head. "Apparently I've snagged the most lusted after Angel in the world. I feel a little inadequate and undeserving but no, I'm far from upset." I kissed his lips gently. "I love you Sean Linx, nothing can change that."

Sean frowned and I was pretty sure I knew what was coming next. "I'm no angel Sarah...and your far from inadequate or undeserving. I don't deserve you. Your the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on and let me say this, I've seen some very pretty women. But you, you have something none of them do. You have this inner light that hides behind clouds. When you let yourself shine or loose your facade just a little, it shines through. I'm awe struck by you every moment I'm with you. Your like my moon in a dark night. Flawless yet scarred."

I drew in a shaky breath, his comparison to the moon being like me catching me off guard. It was just last night I said I was nothing like it. My lips trembled as I raised my hand to run the pads of my fingers under his glorious green eyes. I had nothing beautiful to say back. I was simply singing praises to whatever power gifted me with this man. I disagreed with him completely but that didn't mean I didn't like hearing his pulchritudinous words. I kissed him lightly, after pulling back I kept my face close to his. We were both very quiet, just content to hear each other breath when off in the distance I heard a very distinct ringtone. It was then I remembered Oscars.

"Shit!" I quickly jumped away from Sean, taking the top sheet with me as I scrambled to my jeans crumpled on the wood floor by the door. I dug my cell out of the back pocket and flipped it open. "Yeah?" I asked breathless. I stood up and turned around to see Sean propping his head on his hand as he gazed at me. I had to bite back a moan.

"Where the hell are you? It's a mad house today with people wanting their tires rotated and oil changed before they leave on road trips for Christmas. We need you today!"

I fumbled with trying to tug my jeans on and not drop the sheet at the same time, finally giving up when I fell on my ass. "I um, I'll be there as soon as I can. Swear. Bye, Jay." I quickly snapped my cell shut and looked up to Sean who was hiding a grin. "Oh yeah, real funny," I grumbled.

"Well this works out, actually. You have work and so do I. We'll both be busy and the day will go by faster."

I felt silly when I looked up to him with wide eyes. "When will I see you again?"

Sean lithely got out of the bed, kneeling on the floor by me and taking my chin in his hand. "I'm taking you out tonight. You still owe me a date, remember?"

I laughed as I shook my head and let him kiss me. "Where are we going?"

"Just dress warmly, okay?" He was grinning cheekily alerting me I was probably in for it.

"Uh, okay." I looked around his room seeing that the deep red curtains had been pulled back allowing in a brilliant amount of natural light. The wood was dark cherry and the room was much larger than I originally thought. Sean's bed was themed in dark reds, black and silver, his walls a neutral tan. On the far side of the room was a bay window with a matching deep red seat and cadicorner to the window was two oak doors. Across from the bed was a desk with one desktop computer and two silver laptops. What stunned me the most was on the opposite corner was a raised floor stage holding five different acoustic and electric guitars, an electric piano, a sound board, and a few amps. My jaw dropped open before I quickly clamped my mouth shut. "I uh, I should probably get going." I stood up, tossing my hoodie on over my head. "Do you want me to drive over here or do you want to pick me up?"

Sean stood up with me, running a hand through his hair. "I'll pick you up. When do you get off?"

"I'm slated for six but if we're as slammed as Jay says I may stay later since I should have clocked in an hour ago." I groaned as I stripped out of Sean's boxers and slipped my jeans on. Where was my bra..? Oh god. "Sean we left my bra down stairs!"

Sean's face broke into a toothy grin. "No we didn't. I grabbed it this morning before anybody was awake."

"Well can you give it to me? I cant very well leave without it."

"Nope," he popped the 'p'. "I'm keeping it."

I frowned. "Your what?" I paused, my eyes widening. "Sean, you give my my bra right now," I swatted at his chest and he faked injury. "This isn't funny! Quit laughing!" My statement was futile because I too was giggling.

"You don't want to be late. Run along, I'll see you later."

I huffed. "I hate you," I grumbled as I turned for the door.

Just as my hand turned the curled handle Sean pressed me into the door, breathing hotly down my neck. He bit me sensually and wrapped his left arm around my waist. "Take it back," he whispered."

I sucked in an uneven breath, deciding I wanted to play with him. "And if I don't?"

He chuckled darkly, pressing his hot lips to my jaw. "I think you would like to be punished. So if you don't take it back..." He stepped away from me, backing up with his hands in the air. His eyes were dancing and his mouth was pulled up in a killer smile. "I won't touch you for a week."

I spun around, flattening myself against the door. "You can't do that and you know it. You like touching me just as much as I like touching you." I walked slowly over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, capturing his earlobe between my lips. "I love you and I take it back." I pulled back to see him stunned and frozen. God I loved that I could do that to him. I nodded and smirked as I made my way back to the door and slipped out.

After I rushed home, showered and changed my clothes I found myself in the middle of a mess involving metal, grease, oil, gas, and...Twinkies? I shook my head trying to remember how I possibly could have gotten Twinkies on my jump suit and went back to installing new rotors. I'd finished five cars in the last three hours, still not my personal best but decent enough that I'd take it. Oscar left around two, clocking out and leaving Jason and I to fight off the angry impatient customers. Sorry ass holes, but I've only got two hands. Jason's currently working out a payment deal for this poor guy who desperately needs a cracked cylinder head repair but with the cost of labor and the part itself he can pay out of pocket. Fortunately Jason knows the guy and knows he can pay in small payments until it's paid off. Ah, the sweet perks of nice small town people.

As I worked I could hear Jason's stupid oldies station playing as background noise and was more than a little peeved that I was humming along to it. I worked silently for the most part, minding my own business when I heard Jason greet somebody. Not abnormal. What was abnormal was that Jason called my name. I lifted my head out of the hood of the truck I was working on and looked up. My eyes widened as I saw Sean's father standing next to Jason. Jason had a weird confused look on his face while Sean's father seemed content. He had on an expensive black tailored suit with no tie and a white button down shirt. If I was into the whole older guy thing, I might have been more than a little stricken.

I cleared my throat, nervously pulling at my rolled down jump suit as I walked over to the two of them. "This guy says he knows you and wants to talk." Jason shot his eyes to Greg. "You gonna be okay?" He raised his eyebrows up at me.

I forced a smile and nodded my head. "Yes I know Mr. Linx. I'll be fine Jay."

Jason's face registered the name and he grinned. "Oh your Sean's father. Sorry sir, I didn't know who you were." Jason extended his hand in an apology of some sort.

"That's quite all right." Sean's father smiled. God, now I know where Sean gets it. "Sarah, if I may speak with you?"

"Oh," I nodded and again pulled at my clothes. I wasn't sure how I felt about Sean's parents finding out I worked here, obviously leading to the fact that I didn't measure up to the standards of somebody like them. I pushed those thoughts away and set my shoulders, holding my head high. Sean loves me. That's all that matters. "Yeah, um we can talk in the office." I led Mr. Linx into Oscars disarrayed office, leaning myself against the desk while Mr. Linx closed the door. "So what can I do for you?"

Mr. Linx ran his eyes over the small tight area before resting back on me and crossing his arms. "I never got the chance to properly thank you for what you did last night." Thank me? For saving Sean's life? That felt wrong, being thanked.

I shook my head blinking. "No. No thanks needed. I didn't do it to...impress you or your wife Mr. Linx. I didn't do it for those kinds of reasons. I-." I paused wondering if it was safe to say everything a loud. "I did it because I can't lose Sean. Mr. Linx he means the world to me and I know how crazy that sounds, you probably think I'm some looney but-"

"If I may cut you off dear," Mr. Linx smiled. He was beyond warm and kind which was a stark contrast to the image he gave off. "I'm well aware that there is a pull between you and my son. You love him as he does you. That was very well proven last night when you saved his life. I do not think you are crazy, I know first hand how these things work." He walked over and sat himself down on the armrest of the old small couch across from me. "I'm afraid I haven't come here to simply thank you. I've also been made aware that my brother has asked you to deliver a message to me."

At Mr. Linx's words my stomach dropped. Reality hit me upside the head and I felt a wave of dread come over me. I knew my face paled and that I gripped the desk for support. "Oh. Of course. I- I can't believe I almost forgot about that." How could I have let that horrible man slip my mind?

"Dulcis puella, I'm so sorry you were left out in the open. It won't happen again. However I do need to know straight from you what the message is."

What the hell was 'dulcis puella'? I filed those words for later to ask Sean and nodded my head. "He wants me to tell you that just because he's been quiet for sometime doesn't mean he's not been watching. Also that he knows what you've been up to. He wants me to tell you that he'll kill me if you don't back off." I flicked my eyes away from Greg before I felt the need to fix what I had said. "I tried to tell him I don't mean anything to you but he wouldn't listen. He seems to think I'm important which is ridiculous because I'm really ignorant when it comes to all of this it's not like I know something or-"

"I'm afraid your wrong. You are important and not simply because my son loves you. However I'm not sure how my brother would know any of this. It means I have a mole somewhere in my system which isn't all that surprising. Sean tells me you'll be upset but I feel this it's the best way to protect you. I've arranged for a few Shadow Demons to protect you while your not in the vicinity of my home or with a member of my family. You won't even know they're around, they're shadows. But should Shutter come near you they can materialize and get you to safety. You won't be unprotected again."

I threw my hands up in the air entirely too confused. "Wait, why am I important? I don't understand why I'm involved in any of this."

"Besides the fact that you are with my son, there has been a prophecy found that speaks specifically of you. It's a rarity that our kind has mating pulls to humans. It's been concluded that any human destined to become like us will posses a great ability. Your friend Kristin posses the ability to detect lies. You have been foreseen to posses a vital ability that could potentially destroy Shutter."

My stomach dropped. The room was suddenly way to small and there wasn't enough oxygen. I'm gonna do what? That's the most insane thing I've ever heard. Shutter's like over a thousand years old and one of the most feared demons. Exactly how does this prophecy figure wimpy little ole' me is going to take down an all powerful Demon?! I must have heard him wrong. "I'm...I'm sorry. Can you repeat that? I really don't think I heard you correctly."

Mr. Linx must have sensed my alarm because he rose fluidly and gently took my wrists in his giant warm hands. "Dulcis puella, do not fret over this. You are protected. Do not stress over this prophecy. My brother knows nothing of your potential. Only Sean, Dylan, my wife, myself and now you are aware. It shall stay this way." He squeezed my hands gently before letting go. "I need to go. The Shadow guards are waiting outside. If you'd like to speak with them, just go to a room where you'll be alone and ask to speak with them."

He was leaving? After dropping a bomb like that? This is insane! This...this...this isn't happening! Oh my god I can't do this.

I nodded my head. "O-okay," I stuttered. "Thank you. For-for stopping by."

Mr. Linx gave me a look that seemed filled with remorse before he brushed his hand on my arm. He gave one curt nod before opening the door and smoothly walking out of the shop. As soon as I was sure Mr. Linx was out of sight, my legs gave out and I fell to the floor, my back against the old desk. I ran my fingers over my face clenching and unclenching my jaw. I opened my eyes, looking though my fingers at the walls around me. Were the Shadow Demons in here, watching me? I shivered at the thought and then decided I needed to set some ground rules with these things.

"Um, hello?" I got no answer but I could have sworn I saw a dark mass float across one of the gray file cabinets. "Okay, I'll just talk." My eyes kept darting around the room trying to see them. "I guess I should say thanks for helping. But I also need to make it clear for my own sanity that since the two of you are to follow me everywhere, that you stay out of my room when I'm changing and out of the bathroom. No offense but it creeps me out enough that I can't see you yet I know your here...somewhere." I huffed and pulled myself to my feet. "Okay, well I would say nice to meet you but...wow. I feel really stupid." I shook my head to clear it and went back to work. I really needed to keep my mind busy.

"Hey, Elco! Your cell's screamin'!" Jason hollered over the loud noises I was making.

I furrowed my brow looking at him. "Huh?!"

He pointed over dramatically to my cell phone in his hand. "Your cell. It's rang three times in the last minute."

I huffed and took of my mask, jogging over to Jason who was hanging out of the office. Just as my hand grabbed the cell it began to vibrate and ring. I flipped it open without looking. "Yeah?"

There was a tight sigh on the other end followed by... "Finally. Not to sound like an obsessive boyfriend but what the hell took you so long?"

I smiled brightly as I realized it was Sean. "Sean. Hey," I sighed. "I'm sorry. Jay and I are working with some of the welding tools and I didn't hear my phone."

"Your still working?"

I frowned, looking down at my right wrist to my watch. Shit, it was seven thirty. I face palmed myself. "Crap. I'm so sorry. I lost track of time. We still have a few more jobs...um, lemme see if I can come in really early tomorrow and work to get the rest of these jobs done. Hold on." I pressed my cell to my ear and pushed open the office door. "Hey Jay?"

He looked up at me with a quirked eyebrow. "No, you cannot leave."

I groaned. "Jason, pleeeeeease!" I pouted out my lower lip giving him my best puppy dog eyes. "I'll come in and open the shop at five and work so that all the jobs are done. I swear I will."

Jason scuffed his face glaring at me through his fingers. "I can't let you. Look you've only got three more cars to go. Finish them and then you can leave."

I scowled sharply at him. What crawled up his ass? "Seriously?"

He narrowed his eyes at me before looking back down at some paper work. "Yes, seriously Sarah. We need the money from these customers and the three that are on your list are picking their cars back up at closing time. We close at nine. You've got roughly two hours."

"What the hell Jason?" I scoffed and slammed the office door bringing my cell back to my ear. "I assume you heard all of that?"

Sean sighed. "Every word. I'm sorry baby." God I die a little every time be calls me that. Ung! "We're still going out though. Call me when your home?"

I bit my lip, nodding even though he couldn't see me. "Definitely." I went to hang up but quickly snapped my hand back to my head. "Hey Sean?"

"Yeah?"

"I-I love you." I turned five shades of pink as I looked around myself wondering what the Shadow Demons were thinking.

"I love you too," he hummed. "See you soon."

I hung up, holding my cell to my chest for a few moments allowing myself to float in my ocean of bliss. However short lived it may be. I glared at Jason through the office window before hurriedly getting back to work. Something was up with Jason, that much I was sure of. I hoped everything was okay between he and Katie as I turned my welder back on.

Please let me get all of this done fast!

By the time I was finishing the last oil change it was eight fifty-seven. I was gonna murder Jason. I threw my towel over my shoulder and slammed the hood on the dark blue SUV. "There. I'm done." Jason looked over his shoulder at me from handing a customer their keys.

He bid the man with bright blonde hair farewell before turning on his heel to glare at me. He huffed and rolled his eyes. "Look I'm sorry okay? I just...I don't know. There's- I've got this weird feeling. I feel like you and I haven't talked. Your my best friend. My little sister. I feel like there's something you aren't telling me. You'd tell me if something was wrong, right?"

I blanched and quickly twisted my face to act confused. "What? Jason nothing's wrong. Everything's great actually. I'm fine. I'm still your little sister." I stepped forward and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry I've got you all worried." I kissed his cheek before pulling away and picking up my duffel. "I've gotta run. I'll see you later?"

Jason allowed a tight lipped smile before nodding me off. I sighed as I walked to my bug thinking about what he said. I should have known Jason would see a change in me. I've known him since I was born. I didn't want to think about all of that right now. I had to hurry home and get dressed for my date with Sean. Please let him still want to go out!

I pulled out onto the street and got out my cell to call him. His line rang twice before I heard his sweet smooth voice. "On your way home?"

I held back a moan. "Yeah," I breathed. "I need to shower really bad before you come over though. Are we still okay to go out?"

"Absolutely. I'll leave in half an hour, okay?"

"Okay." I swallowed and sighed. "Is it weird that I miss you?"

I could almost hear the smile in his voice. "No. I miss you terribly. Today was rough to say the least. I could use your healing touch."

I grinned wildly as I pulled up to the side street and parked. "All right, well I'm about to go inside, so I'll see you in a bit?"

"I love you meus dulcis puella."

I held back my sharp intake of air. There were those words again. "Hey! What does that mean?"

"What, the meus dulcis puella?"

"Yeah, that." I fumbled to get out of my bug as I walked across the street in the cold night. Why does it have to be so damn cold?

"It means my sweet girl in Latin. Does it bother you?"

I felt my face heat up despite the cold. "No. Not at all. It's just that your father called me dulcis puella today." I heard him chuckle on the other end. "Quit laughing at me, I know I said that all wrong. But I just didn't know what it meant. Okay, seriously I have to hang up now. I love you, Sean."

"I love you."

I snapped my cell shut as I made my way upstairs and quickly hopped into the shower. My mind had only thoughts of whatever Sean's plans for us were. I had many guesses but I was almost sure none of them would be right. He was likely to have chosen something that I wouldn't expect. I shook my head as I rinsed the suds out of my hair and stepped into the steam filled bathroom.

I hated the fact that the Shadow Demons were possibly ignoring my request to stay out of the bathroom. I wrapped my towel around my body quickly and shivered as cool air met my warmed skin.

I quickly ran into my bedroom after I dried my hair to yank on a clean pair of dark wash jeans and a long white long sleeve thermal. I paired a black cropped pin stripe vest over the thermal and then grabbed my black flat suede boots. I pulled on my heavy down coat and then took out my cell to text Sean. Just as I was about to hit send I heard a knock on my door.

I pulled my hair up into a curly pony tail as I made my way to the door. Once I fixed my hair I opened the door about to say hello when my jaw dropped open. Fuck me, please! Sean was dressed in low slung dark destroyed jeans and black Nike's. His sexy abs and chest were covered by a deep red thermal and black leather jacket. I was so no going to make it out of the apartment tonight with him looking like that...and looking at me like that.

I bit my lip. God I'm screwed.

Well lets certainly hope so!


A/N: Love it hate it?! Give it to me people!!! I was kind enough not to leave you with a cliffy and updated WAY early. Gimme those flipping reviews or I might just do something drastic like make Sean a fat tub of lard with bad hair and bogeys! Love you!!!