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Valerie Clarke deserves to know about the supernatural.

                   “I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.”

                   He stares at her with yellow eyes and sharpened fangs that he can’t                 control right now. The full moon is too close and though he has some                 amazing control there are moments when even he doesn’t have it all                 together.

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                He arches a brow at that and he just doesn’t even question it before he starts to strip off his jacket and then his shirt underneath. He knows that he’s attractive, the man will tell you he’s handsome - it really deflects the baby face comments - and so he doesn’t mind showing himself off.

                  “It’s only fair if I get to paint you too, you know.”

                                      A pause.

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                  “I’m fully aware of that. I just...I’m terrified of losing you.”

             the admittance is heavy on his tongue and he watches her carefully. It isn’t something he’s prone to just letting out willy nilly. He cares about a lot of people but there are less people he would say that too, and Valerie is someone he cannot lose no matter what. Staring at her he bites his lip hoping that she doesn’t think he’s crazy - at the moment they’re JUST partners. They’re JUST coworkers but he feels so much more, and losing her? Losing her would make him crazy.

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                “You HAVE me. You will always have me.”

          He stares at her, taking her face and running his thumbs over her cheeks and then shaking his head a little bit, eyes softening and taking her in. He leans forward and presses their foreheads together, a shudder running through his body as this is the first human contact he’s had since placing himself in the cell.

          Cupping her face and running his thumb over her cheek there are tears threatening to fall once again. There is such a swirling cacophony of emotions going on in his head - there is the pounding of fear that comes with each heartbeat that he could hurt her, there is the sorrow in knowing he already has hurt her, the fear that he doesn’t know where this is coming from, the fact that he is dangerous. the lack of control.

                   yet those words - I need you.

                                                              I n e e d y o u .

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                            he stares at her and he nods a little bit, reaching over to take her hand and give it a kiss. It seems to have become a staple in their relationship, or so he thinks. Then he leans up and gently kisses her. Pulling back he sighs and then rubs his face before leaning forward back over the case file that they’re going over, the evidence strewn about on the desk between the two of them and he looks up at her.