[centre][b][h1][color=seagreen]Connor[/color][/h1][/b]

[color=seagreen]"is there anything more satisfying then knowing you are someones eternity?"[/color]

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As she kissed him, Connor didn't think anything in the world could be any more perfect then this. He might not know what was going on, but he wouldn't question how Kaylee was...well, his. Matching her tenderness, Connor gently held her, in  soft yet secure touch, as if he would never let her go. Right then, he didn't care if her brother approved of him, or if he was going to make a fuss. He wasn't about to be torn apart from Kaylee. Nothing could do so. Nothing could describe just how perfect this was, and Connor thanked his lucky stars that he had laid eyes on her. One thing different and maybe they wouldn't be here, right now. 

As she pulled away, but still holding his hand-it was as if some part of them always had to be touching-Connor tried to recall everything he had said, everything he felt. Was it strange, to know he loved her with all his heart, and soul, when they hadn't known each other long? He didn't think so. He thought that there was something different here...and maybe that had something to do with what they were. He thought on that a moment, his mind always having to try and figure things out, but he didn't focus on it too long, Kaylee's warm hand in his all that seemed to matter. 

Following her into the room, he ran his eyes over everyone there. There was the girl who'd practically tried to shove her arm down the wolves throat, to do what Connor didn't know, but maybe it had just been an accident. A boy who looked badly beaten, two on a bed, clearly a couple, a man holding the pink haired girl, and Connor stopped, staring at her as if he could get all the answers to the questions he suddenly had. He seemed, for the moment, oblvious to what was going on, until Kaylee spoke to him. He blinked, glancing around again. [color=seagreen]"Oh, I think we'll be alright."[/color] He said with a smile, letting his gaze linger on Kaylee for a moment, before it slid to the pink haired girl. He wanted to speak up, to talk with her...but she seemed a little out of it, and clearly there was a lot going on.

Coming up beside Kaylee, he shifted slightly, watching the angry young man, trying to be calmed by the doctor holding the girl.