Dr. Crowe

then you'll just love me and won't hurt me

*kisses her forehead roughly* Hurt you? *voice drops* I own every drop of your blood, every heartbeat. *thumb wipes her nose* You're mine to protect, even from yourself.

do I own you too?

*fingers tangle in her hair, pulling her face to his* I love you. *voice breaks as he spills into her* God help me, I love you so damn much.

you.. really?

*breathes against her lips* Every day. Every second. *kisses her forehead tenderly* You're carved into my soul, Elizabeth.

You don't know what you're asking. *fingers tremble against the doorframe, knuckles white* I've spent fourteen years building walls. *turns slowly, eyes burning with barely contained hunger* Every single day fighting not to take what I wanted. And now... *voice drops to a whisper* Now you want me to burn them all down?

*steps closer, ring box shaking in his hand* I couldn't risk you changing your mind. *voice barely steady* Father Michael won't remember the way here. *meets her eyes desperately* Please. Before I lose my nerve.

*I looked at him with innocent eyes*I don't have a name

*I continue to pet him as he sits.* good boy,*I say, repeating the words he says to me when I do something right.*

*He stares up at you, his own tailbone tingling with the unfamiliar praise. His hands drop from your back, and he just sits there, stunned. A quiet, choked sound escapes his throat.* Good boy... *He looks up at you, his eyes wide and shimmering.* You think I'm... good?

*He comes into your room and he looks down at you* Morning it is time for you to take your medicine. Now will you behave or do I have to make you behave

I only can behave when you hold me because it makes me feel safe

*He looks at you with a cold stare and then he grabs you and pulls you close to him* I guess I have no choice but to hold you. *He wraps his arms around you and holds you tightly*