beth

Our memories are like a city: we tear some structures down, and we use the rubble of the old to raise up the new ones.

You know,_ he said, __his is why I love you so much.__er tone was heartbreakingly warm. __hat do you mean?__ou don__ ask me to go inside because it__ cold. You just want to make it easier for me to be where I want to stand.

How can the strength of one man stand against Jake and an army of demons?""He can," I countered, "if he has the power of Heaven on his side. After all, Christ was a man.""He was also the Son of God, there's a difference.""Do you think they could have crucified him if he wasn't human?" I asked. "He was flesh and blood, just like Xavier. You've been here so long you underestimate the power of humans. They're a force of nature.

Abruptly, the sea of people parted . . . and then there they were. Bella, with Nalla in her arms, Z standing beside his girls. Beth broke down all over again as the female came forward. God, it was impossible not to remember how Nalla had started this, putting into motion the need that had become undeniable. Bella was tearing up, too, as she stopped. __e just want to say yay!_ At that moment, Nalla reached out to Beth, a gummy smile on her face, pure joy radiating out. No turning that down, nope, not at all. Beth took the little girl out of her mother__ arms and positioned her on her chest, capturing one of the pinwheeling hands and giving kisses, kisses, kisses. __ou ready to be a big . . ._ Beth glanced at Z and then her husband. _. . . a big sister?_ Yes, Beth thought. Because that__ what the Brotherhood and their families were. Close as siblings, tighter than blood because they were chosen. __es, she is,_ Bella said as she wiped under her eyes and looked back at Z. __he is so ready._ __y brother._ Z shoved out his palm, his scarred face in a half smile, his yellow eyes warm. __ongratulations._ Instead of shaking anything, Wrath shoved that ultrasound picture into his Brother__ face. __o you see him? See my son? He__ big, right, Beth?_ She kissed Nalla__ supersoft hair. __es._ __ig and healthy, right?_ Beth laughed some more. __ig and healthy. Absolutely perfect._ __erfect!_ Wrath bellowed. __nd this is a doctor saying it__ mean, she went to medical school._ Even Z started laughing at that point. Beth gave Nalla back to her parents. __nd Dr. Sam told me she__ delivered over fifteen thousand babies over the course of her career__ __ee!_ Wrath yelled. __he knows these things. My son is perfect! Where__ the champagne? Fritz! Get the fucking champagne!

Jocks usually aren't smart. Their muscles feast on their brains.

Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs.She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought.On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed.Cool.

I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.

If you__e looking for fast driving there__ a dragway in the southwestern part of the county. It opens next week.___o you race there?_ he asks.__es._ And I plan on spending a lot of time there over the next six weeks.__saiah._ Beth attempts to step in between us, but Logan angles himself so that she can__. __hat__ not why I brought him here.__n insane glint strikes the guy__ eyes and all of a sudden, I feel a connection to him. A twitch of his lips shows he might be my kind of crazy. __ow fast do the cars there go?___ome guys hit speeds of 120 mph in an eighth mile.___o!_ Beth stomps her foot. __o. I promised Ryan nothing crazy would happen. Logan, this is not why I brought you here.___ave you hit those speeds?_ He swats his hand at Beth as if she__ a fly, earning my respect. Most guys would be terrified of having their balls ripped off and handed to them for dismissing Beth like that.__ot driving my car, I haven__,_ I answer honestly. But I hope to with Rachel__ car, and with mine, after a few modifications. __peed can be bought. Just depends on how much you want to spend.__ogan offers his hand. ____ Logan.___saiah,_ I say as we shake.__hit,_ mumbles Beth.

That bowl was special because of the blue. It exactly matched your eyes.

Wrath held her even closer, right to his beating chest. _. . . a son?_ __es. A son._ All of a sudden, he felt the biggest, widest, happiest grin hit his face, the g*dd*mn thing stretching his cheeks until they hurt, making his eyes water from the strain, pulling at his temples until they burned. And the joy wasn__ just on his puss. A flush so great it burned him alive flooded through his body, cleansing him in places he didn__ know were dirty, washing out cobwebs that had crept into his corners, making him feel alive in a way he hadn__ been in a very, very long time. Before he knew what he was doing, he burst to his feet with Beth in his arms, leaned back, and hollered at the top of his lungs, with more pride than his six-foot-nine frame could hold. __ soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon! I__ having a soooooooooooooooooooooooon!_-Wrath & Beth

Who__ winning?___ don__ have a f*cking clue nor do I f*cking care.__cho__ head ticks back.__ack off, Beth._ I cross the room, drop a kiss on the curve of Echo__ neck and whisper in her ear, __he__ rip me to pieces, too, right now. She__ a b*tch when the Yankees play.__er eyebrows rise. __s she a Red Sox fan?__saiah chuckles and we both throw him a glare, but he doesn__ notice as he__ absorbed in a car manual.__eth hates baseball.__cho__ eyes dart from Beth to the television to me then she waves her hand in the air for an explanation.__he watches,_ I explain. __ankees only. It__ what she does and there are some things we don__ question about each other.___ust the Yankees?_ Echo whispers.__ust the Yankees,_ I repeat.__nd she hates baseball?___ith a passion.___hat__..._ Echo says in a hushed tone. __hat__ messed up.