We fit, you and I,” he whispered looking into that haunting gaze. “Two broken pieces making a whole.

Two broken pieces making a whole.

I need a Stetson, so I can ride you like a cowgirl" - Mercy to Riley

You almost died.” “But you brought me back.” She cupped his face in her hands. “I always knew you were there. Death didn't have a chance against the Wall.

Am I too early?" "No. He's waiting for you." The smile faded, to be replaced by a slightly disappointed expression. "I thought you'd be . . . scarier.

Content in a way he’d rarely been before Mercy, he simply stroked her until she purred. It delighted him as it always did. “I made you purr.” A lazy yawn. “I’m faking it.

I'm the hunter," Elena reminded him. "I should go first." "Of course you may go first. When I am dead.