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compound without knowing where he went. He
broke into a run when he reached the country road leading away from
the compound.
    He ran until his pounding heart drowned out
his pounding feet. Cold air made his lungs ache, and he slowed then
stopped, buckling over to catch his breath.
    The pain in his chest couldn't equate with
the pain and distress shooting through him like cold fire. He
dropped to his knees and wiped messily at the snot streaming from
his nose and the tears frozen to his cheeks.
    Images of Kris, his only love in two thousand
years, swam through his thoughts. He remembered everything from
where they met, their first kiss, their first night together. The
memories collided and tortured him, replaying with painful
detail.
    He'd never felt pain this intense in any of
his battles!
    He roared and slammed his fists against the
ground.
    "Kris's pet."
    He whirled at the all too familiar voice and
sprung to his feet.
    "Sasha!"
    "Hello, Jade," Sasha purred.
    Jade straightened, eyeing the dark figure
with bright eyes.
    "Looks like the shape you left me in," Sasha
said, "when you ditched me for dear Kris."
    "Get away from me!"
    "Who'd he leave you for?"
    Jade said nothing, pain spiraling through
him.
    "He left you for someone," Sasha insisted,
drawing near.
    "What do you want, Sasha?"
    "My lover is in pain, and you ask me why I'm
here?"
    "We've been through for hundreds of
years."
    "True. I still feel when you're upset. We've
always had that bond."
    Jade knew he should've walked away the moment
Sasha appeared. He found himself lingering, wanting to feel a
little less alone. Sasha was their enemy.
    Kris's enemy.
    He faced Sasha, recalling the years they'd
spent together. He broke off their relationship when Kris took
interest in him and soon after, Kris convinced Andre to banish
Sasha to Hell.
    Trying to convince himself he was too angry
to think straight, Jade shook his head and turned away.
    "Whether or not you still care for me, you
care for him. Let me help you, Jade." Sasha's voice stopped him
again. "A favor from an old friend who doesn't want to see you in
pain."
    "I don’t trust you, Sasha."
    "You did once, long ago. Come and sit with
me, like old times. I'll take your pain away."
    Jade squeezed his eyes closed and said
hoarsely, "No one can help me."
    "I can. Come with me. An hour is all I ask.
If you tell me to leave at the end of it, I'll never bother you
again."
    He hesitated, at war with himself. There was
nothing Sasha could ever say, nothing he could ever do in an hour.
But right now, Jade needed someone who understood him, as only
Sasha always had.
    "One hour," he said. "Then you leave me alone
forever."
    "Deal," Sasha said. "Come with me, my
love."
     
    * * *
    "Katie, your kid’s on line two!" one of the
cooks shouted back to her.
    She looked from the computer screen to the
phone with the flashing red light. She sat in the general manager's
office of the fast food joint where she'd worked for six months.
The office was small but clean and smelled of fried food. The
general manager was on maternity leave, and she rifled through
several drawers before locating a bottle of painkillers. She was
hungover and tired, with a roiling stomach and headache, yet she
managed to make it to work before the breakfast rush. Only after
she tossed back a couple of painkillers did she pick up the
phone.
    "What’s up, Toby?"
    "Hi! I didn’t want to go to school today and
stayed home but we’re out of marshmallows and Gabriel doesn’t have
any money so I told him that we could ask you to pick up more
marshmallows because we both really like them."
    "You need anything else from the store?"
    "Nope. Oh, but you might want to get
some…Gabriel, what does he like?"
    She heard a mumbled response.
    "Oh, never mind. Kris will send a car for
you."
    "Kris? Why?" she asked suspiciously.
    "He wants to talk to you."
    "Tell him I kinda have a life and don’t
really care what he wants."
    There was a moment of silence, then a