Hypnosis

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********* Sam ***********

I woke up to strong arms around me, holding me tightly.

I smiled.

Typical Chris.

It had all just been a bad dream.

I snuggled into the warmth of his chest.

My lips automatically went in search of his.

I moaned at the feel of his soft lips beneath mine.

His tongue beckoned entrance and I allowed it.

But something was off.

My neck started to burn.

It hurt more than anything I had ever felt.

I opened my eyes and screamed.

I had kissed Don!

Then I burst into tears.

It hadn't been a dream then.

Chris really was gone.

"Oh no Sam." Don wrapped his arms around me as I cried in the crook of his neck.

Chris really was gone.

I had wished it had all been a bad dream.

But no.

He really was gone.

I would never be able to see him again.

Hear his voice.

See his smile.

"What am I going to do without him?" I sobbed.

"You'll make it through this. Ill be by your side every step of the way." Don said rubbing my back soothingly.

And although it didn't really help I was grateful he was trying.

I looked up and met his sad topaz eyes.

"I'm sorry. Here I am just thinking of me when you lost your bestfriend."

His topaz eyes filled with tears and spilled over.

A muscle jumped in his jaw and he tried not to break down.

But it didn't work.

He started sobbing his grief.

We held eachother and cried.

For his lost bestfriend and brother and my soul mate and first and only love.

We stayed that way until we couldn't cry anymore.

Then we fell asleep again.

To tired to think or cry.

Just wishing that Chris would come back.

*********** Chris ***********

"Ugh!" I groaned falling on my back from frustration.

"Calm down Chris, I told you this would be a difficult task." I heard Sarah say.

"We've been at this for hours!" I scowled sitting up once again "They probably already buried me."

"Well let's see." Sarah twirled her hand and again the portal opened.

We were in my back yard back in the woods were my family plot was.

It was empty.

No casket.

No crying pack members.

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