John moved to the coffee table and laid the book on it, flipping thru the pages as Serena turned her head. “I loved him you know..,more then anyone...he was my rock...trained me to fighting hand to hand...he wasn’t even scared of my shadows...he knew what was coming for me and yet...he stayed and fought them off so I could run...or fight...we almost got out but...that bullet was for me and...he took it. He tackled me and took the shot...I held him as he died...he smiled at me the whole time...my shadows eating the demons to nothing...”

Tears rolled down her face and John looked up. “She’s talked about losing someone...man that’s not right...” he paused at a page and nodded. “Got it. It’s a easy one, a healing spell. Crap...I need a feather. I wonder if manny dropped one...” he got up and went back to the office.