"I haven't made any of your decisions, I haven't made any of my own," Natalie said. The emotion hiding in her words was just desperation. "And you say I have a right to think the way I do but you're still judging me for it and that hurts, Sam. Because I just wanted to be honest."

But it was pointless and futile and she'd lost, hadn't she?

"And would you have thought any differently if I'd told you this two weeks ago? Would it have made any difference, except for how we wouldn't have gotten to have the two good weekends that we had."

She looked down because she couldn't say the next thing and look at his face. She'd never been afraid of him but she was afraid of what she might see there now. "Because they were good, Samhain. And if this where it ends then I'm glad we had them."