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Near Her

The latest installment in the For Her series, sequel to Protect Her, Love Her, Hold Her, Keep Her, From Her, With Her, and Beside Her. Quil and Claire have finally triumphed. Despite the obstacles littering thier way, they are at last happy. What happens when the darkest secret of their past comes back and threatens to seperate them forever?

I disclaim. Y'all should read the sequels first.

2. Chapter 2

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I carefully caught my breath- I definitely did not want to phase in front of an irate officer of the law. My fists clenched and unclenched, almost of their own volition. “On what charge?” I asked calmly, even though I obviously know the answer.

“One count of breaking-and-entering, one count of kidnapping, and one count of first-degree murder.”

“May I go upstairs to tell my wife?” Jeremy looked suspicious. I sighed. “I swear to God I won’t do a runner. You can even come with me. But she’s sick, and I have to make sure she’s all right. Please.”

He grunted in assent and trailed me up the stairs. I took them two at a time, his shorter legs struggling to keep up.

I opened the door. Claire opened one eye. “What took you so long, Quil?”

I glanced behind me. Jeremy was leaning against the doorframe, one eye on me, but clearly not listening to the conversation. “Claire… sweetheart, the police are here.”

“What do they want?” she asked innocently. And then gasped.

“Yeah. They… I guess they decided to reopen a very, very cold case. I brought you the thermometer, and your phone’s right beside the bed. I’ll call Leah from jail and tell her you’re sick. And you know Paul’s a lawyer, so he can defend me, and help us stay in contact. All right?”

She closed her eyes. “What am I going to do without you?”

Helplessly, I took her hand, and said, “Claire… you know the last thing I want is to be without you.”

“I didn’t think being arrested for murder was probably in your life’s plan, no.”

“But… it’s like the first time I left you.” She winced. We both remembered what had happened then. “When Sam wouldn’t let me come to you. I don’t have any choice, my love. As soon as I can, I’ll come back to you. I swear.”

“I need you, Quil. I need you here. Near me.”

I shook my head. “You’ll be safe, even without me. The pack won’t let you get hurt, Claire. I promise.” If they allow one hair on her head to be damaged, I will murder them all. Slowly. Very, very, very slowly.

That’s an ironic little thought, isn’t it, given that I’ve just been arrested for murder.

She laughed dryly. “You think I’m worried about my safety? Quil, the world just isn’t that dangerous a place. And I’m not a six-year-old girl trying to fight off an adult man anymore. I can take care of myself. I’m worried… about you. Because I love you. And I don’t know how I’m supposed to live without that.”

“I’m sor-“ I caught myself just in time.

“You’d better not me. You did this for me, Quil. All for me… and I don’t regret it, because I probably… we can’t know what would have happened if I’d lived my whole life waiting for him to come get me. Thank you, Quil.”

“I’ll come back soon.”

“Don’t make a promise you can’t keep.” I was silent for a moment, and she sighed and said, “I love you, Quil. Never forget that.”

“I love you too.”

And I stood up, and walked away.