Hold on, Claire Bear! Next stop, Crazytown!

Shane talking to Claire - "In this whole screwed up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me," He whispered. "I love you, Claire

Eeek,” Shane said. Nothing. Right, Amazon princess, I got the point.

No, Michael was all good. Killed, dismembered, buried, reborn…yeah, just another day in the life.

Shane was silent a moment, then let out a long breath. "I bet I could convince you if I could get through these bars. . . ." "You'd get arrested all over again." "Well, you're just that tempting. Jailbait." He kissed her fingers, which made her shiver all over; his lips lingered warm on her skin, reminding her of what it felt like to be alone with him, in that timeless.

See? My plans don’t all suck. Just most of them.

Hannah: What's your plan? Claire: Go get him Hannah: Honey, that is not a plan. That's what we in the military call an objective.