Christian is gone, and I'm alone.

~It may have been one of the most difficult tasks she had ever been forced to do, but still, she had done it. Driving that stake into her Lovers heart, sending him into Torpor.. if you would have asked her years earlier if she would have believed herself capible of such a task she would have replied confidently with a shake of her head, sending those pretty chocolate locks into her face and whispered 'never'. Yet, after all that had happened, there was little choice. Hayden was looming in the city of Detroit, the streets were becoming crowded with Power and threats. Christian's humanity had dropped to a dangerous level and Morton, Prince of the city had had enough - it was time, as he had put it, to put Christian to sleep, to regain his control and allow him to build back his humanity. The fear had been there, that Morton himself would take control of this task - but with begging, pleading, she had managed to persude the Elder to allow her the control to 'save' him. Is that was she was doing... saving her Brujah from himself? It hadn't felt that way as he had demanded she release him, as she held him against his will, chained to the table with no escape and had literally forced her Lover into Torpor.

It wasn't supposed to be that way, he was supposed to be ready, willing to do this to keep them both safe from Hayden and his wrath. Did it matter how they had gotten there, or was it the final result that mattered - Hayden would get tired of being unable to locate the Brujah, or at the very least, hopefully decide he was of no threat, and leave the city. Once that was done, she could wake him... and he should 'live' yet again, return to their world. Or at least that was what he had told her, had promised would happen - he would return. Her heart ached at the very thought of him not returning, her fears eating at her constantly for the weeks leading up to this moment, and now, through the hours that had passed. She had to believe he hadn't lied, that he'd be in her life again soon enough, but after this passing year... was it silly to believe in anything.. no amount of praying, begging, faith or hope would fix the past - what was done, was done and there was no going back. ~