dan

Dude, you know I'm not getting paid for this shit, which is probably against the law. Child labor going on right here in the heartland of America!-Dan Garrett

I need you._ He could not go any further down. Rock bottom. And at the very bottom was just this one thing. The core of it all. __ucking... love you... too much.

Dan didn__ want to say anything, but the words were unstoppable. __ fucking love you. Don__ leave me. You__e got to find me._ Again, fucking tears. Vadim shook his head, then pressed his face into the crook of Dan__ shoulder, hoped to hide his weakness and felt like a man condemned to die. __ will... find you. If it__ the last thing I__l do, I__l come back. Nothing will stop me.

I g-g-guess...I'm dead?" she heard her own voice call out, strangely high-pitched and thin.For a long time, she heard nothing else. And then:"Hi, Dead. I'm Dan.

Right now he was nothing but a physically hurt man who had been through hell and back, clinging to his promise. __e be... together. More than just... few... hours. Wanna die... with you. Not... alone._ Fought to stay awake, needed to spend every second with Vadim while he could.Vadim kissed that hand again, looked up. __e won__ die. We'll never die. I promise. He__ promise anything, meant it, would die defending this man, would live and die and suffer for him.