• Sarah blinked. "T-they?"
    Tyler looked at her, that torn look still in his eyes. "The Council." He said softly. "They think of you as a threat."
    Sarah laughed, humorlessly. "Me? A threat?"
    Tyler sighed and stepped away from her, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You're close to me. They think of that as a way to get to me." He looked at Sarah, something else in his eyes now. "But..."
    Sarah was still leaning on the car, looking at her feet. Her head snapped up at his last word. "But? But what?"
    Tyler came back up to her, standing so close he could feel Sarah's breath. "They see you as a threat...because I could change you."
    Sarah stared at Tyler, dumbfounded. "W-w-what?" She sputtered out.
    Tyler had a gleam in his eye, now. It made him look eerie. "Change you. To my kind, Sarah. They wouldn't be able to kill you then."
    Sarah swallowed hard. She looked right into Tyler's eyes and didn't say anything.
    Tyler grew anxious after a minute. "C'mon, Sarah!" He said, taking her hands in his. "Please. I couldn't stand it if they got to you. Everyone knows that if you died I couldn't keep a hold on myself." There was a desperate look on his face. "I would go insane and start killing them all-The Council, I would kill myself, I would-"
    "Okay."
    Tyler's face went blank. "What?"
    Sarah looked straight into his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay."
    Tyler's grinned. He put his arms around Sarah and spun her around. Sarah laughed. Tyler put her down and slid his arms around her waist, pressing his face into her hair. "Thank you." He whispered in her ear.
    Sarah smiled and said "No problem."
    Tyler pulled back and kissed her softly.