Say it! Say you killed them! Say you cut me up! Say you tried to kill me!

Oh, I'm about to.

Laura may be dumb enough to trust you, but I'm not- I know what you are- you're a poison.

Perry, stop it!

Leaching into our dreams. Our minds. But I'm not going to let you. I'm going to burn. You. Away!

[Terrifying growling animal noises. Think Hagrid's Fluffy ... but much, much angrier]

Perry!

No killing! You promised!

Did you miss the part where Dorothy just tried to melt me?

She's just terrified you're going to try and kill her again.

Is Perry okay?

She's out but she isn't bleeding too badly.

Okay, so she isn't dead.

No harm, no foul.

No harm? You haven't even been here for twenty minutes, and one of us already has a punctured jugular.

You know what? Everyone just SHUT UP!

It is almost two in the morning. And I am so tired!

And you are right. Nobody's dead.

And you're right- she attacked you first.

And you're right. About anything. And I just- I-

I just don't care.

I am SO tired. Tired on like, a cellular level.

So all of the vampires are going back in their floorboards, and we're going to get Perry some first aid,

and no one is going to yell at me about any of my decisions until I've had forty-five minutes of sleep. Okay?

Hey.

I didn't think you'd still be up.

Well, Mattie's in a mood. Mood means ranting. I didn't feel like being a literal captive audience.

Ah...

How's Betty Crocker?

Alive.

Not that you care.

Not that I care.

So why me then?

What?

You don't care if Perry lives or dies, but you keep saving me. From your mother, from your sister,

from yourself-

She's a college girl in over her head that you've barely met. What makes her any different than I am.

What makes any person sacred to another?

Yeah, I felt really sacred when you were leaving discarded blood bags all over the apartment.

I know that isn't pretty but, that's part of it too.

She isn't mine.

You are.

To annoy or not.

To love or not.

To save.

Or not.

Carm you can't just-

I know.

You don't want possessive vampire crap.

You want reasons.

The trail of thoughts and justifications that you can follow back to somewhere safe.

You want the kind of love that clicks.

Like a key into a lock.

But I don't have any of that to give you.

All I know is that in more than a century you're the only person I ever found worth saving.

You, and no one else.

It's not enough.

I know.

God, it used to drive me nuts when I would do things for you-

that were so clearly only for you, and you'd say-

"I know you didn't just do it for me."

Yeah.

Until I realized it was because you wanted me to be doing what was right for some reason beyond the

fact that you wanted me to.

I don't know what you want me to say, Carm.

I wish I could say that it doesn't matter, but it does.

Do you miss me?

Like someone cut a hole in me.

Goodnight, Carm.

Goodnight.

Under her shirt, Mattie wears a locket.

Inside of it is a piece of her heart. That's what makes her impossible to kill.

If she ever tries-

if she ever tries to kill you again,

take the locket, and crush what's inside.

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