Justin's eyes sort of lit up. "You did?" he asked enthusiastically. He half-smiled and put his arm around Ad. "No it isn't. I acted like a monster, didn't see what I was doing to you and ended up almost losing you. That is not ok" he said.

Ad nodded. "MmmHmm. That song. That's what trned you back into...you, Justin" she said softly. She listened to what he said. "Okay, two things. One, you're half smiling. Two, you didn't know what you were doing. It's not your fault. Just promise me that if my temper gets the best of me and I throw the ring at you again, POMISE me you'll remember that I still love you. I was so terrified when we were outside. I thought you weren't going to come back inside" she buried her face in his chest, her shoulders trembling slightly. "I was scared tht you'd stay that way forever...and you wouldn't love me anymore..." she said, looking up at him as he held her.She wanted nothing more that to kiss him. But that would just ruin the moment. She closed her eyes as tears she was used to by now poured down her tan cheeks.

Justin listened as Ad told him her idea. He narrowed his eyes slightly, not realising he was doing it. "It could work but you can't sing a song everytime I turn into some sort uncontrollable wizard" he replied. And he knew it. He listened even more as she spoke again. "I promise. Your Justin will always stay in me, but I won't be able to control if he disappears or not. It's not something I'll expect to happen, it'll happen when I least expect it" he explained.

Ad listened to Justin as he replied. She sighed defeatedly. "Then what CAN I do, Justin? Just let this happen?" her voise rose slightly from frustration. She suddenly had this urge to slap Justin square in the jaw. She wriggled free of his grasp and turned around, shaking from anger tha she didn't know what from. Her breathing was ragged, and her leg barely hurt. What was happening? Why was she so angry at Justin? He didn't do anything wrong.

Justin cocked an eyebrow and stood up. "You can't do anything. So yeah, let it happen" he replied. He was the one who had to live with the paranoia, constant anger and repetetive urges to hurt someone. Not her. She just had to see it.

Ad heard Justin stand upand shook her head, hugging herself. She was shaking visibly, her shaky breahing audible to the naked ear. "Do. Not. Get. Near. Me." she snarled through her teeth. If he got close to her, she was sure that she'd hurt him. And that could NOT happen.

Justin looked at Ad but didn't move away. "You know I'm just gonna ignore you" he told her. And sure enough, he ignored her. He moved closer to her and crouched in front of her. "I understand, Ad" he told her. And he did. He'd undergone the same transitions.

Ad stiffened when Justin crouched in front of her. "Stop it Justin. Go away before I hurt you. And that's not a threat. It's a promise" she hissed. She looked into his eyes, a look of hatred in her own deep blue orbs. "Shut. Up" she snarled, moving her hand back just a tiny bit before moving quickly, letting her fingertips and long nails comein contact with Justin's cheek. Hard. Then all of her anger melted away just as quickly as it had formed. She looked up at the raw, red scratches on Justin's face and took a step back, horrified at wat she'd done.

Justin cocked an eyebrow and refused to move away from Ad. "Hurt me then 'cus I ain't moving" he replied, adament to move. Then she scratched him. He looked at Ad and stood up. It hurt but he'd done far worse. He saw the remorse in Ad's eyes. But she was calming down slightly now. Thankfully.

Ad covered her mouth with one hand. "Oh my God, Justin, I'm so sorry. I really am..." she couldn't keep looking at him. She was too ashamed at what she'd done. "What's wrong with me?" she asked softly, looking down as EVEN MORE tears began to streak down her face. She couldn't bring herself to believe what she'd done.

She looked up once before bolting out of the building. She got just far enough away before she collapsed onto the ground by a tree. She sobbed into her hands, trying to piece everything together. "What am I? Some kind of monster?" she asked aloud.

Justin looked at Ad and sighed. "It's ok. And I know you'll say it isn't but that's not the point" he replied. He wasn't sure how to explain it but he knew what was happening. "I'm not entirely sure how to explain it. However, you're transitioning. AnnaLeah has somehow made this connection. The same one my dad made with me. The same one my dad's trying to reverse. But like I said, someone's trying to change your mind. And what's it's done, you won't be able to control it" he explained knowing she wouldn't neccessarily believe it.

He followed Ad as she ran out the door and sat opposite her. "No you're not some kind of monster. It's uncontrollable, yes, but you have a choice as to what you do with it or how you deal with it"

Ad just shook her head, barely listening to Justin. She looked up, reaching out to gently touch the scratches on his face. "I...I..." she felt as if her mouth was being clamped shut. She couldn't speak. She drew her hand back and sniffled. God, she wanted a hug. But she didn't trust herself.

"Ignore the scratches. They'll heal. And they're nothing compared to what I've done" said Justin.

Ad sniffed and began trembling again. She was scaring herself. She opened her mouth slightly, trying to speak, but failed epically. She finally decided to trust herself and gave Justin a hug, still trembling. "But...I hurt you. I can't bring myself to face that..." she said softly, feeling like she was about to cry.

Justin put his arms around Ad gently and patted her back. "You hurt me yes, but I tested you on it so it's my own fault really" he replied.

Ad choked back a sob at Justin's words. She gently shifted her position to rest the side of her head against Justin's chest, listening to his heartbeat as she calmed down. She looked down at the ring on her finger and sniffed. Why would Justin want to marry someone like herdelf. She was nowhere near pretty, her temper was worse that her mother's at the moment, and she couldn't even take a little pain. She sighed and looked back at her leg. She wanted so badly to find a strong witch or wizard to help her, but...everyone she had asked, declined.

Justin made himself comfortable under the tree and put his arm around Ad's waist. Now what could they say to each other? He rested his head against the tree and sighed. Sleep? That sounded like a good idea to him.

Ad felt her breathing get slowly softer as she slowly fell asleep. She shifted closer against Justin, letting out a tired sigh. She was SO tired after everything. She slowly drifted off into a dream-no, a NIGHTMARE.

Ten-year old Adriane held the bouquet of dark blue roses with one hand to her nose, hiding her tears. She walked ahead of her mother, tossing blue and white rose petals to the ground...

Nine-year-old Adriane blinked, staring up at the bright white ceiling of a hospital and painfully looked to her right, watching as Cass and Marcus covered their faces, not letting her see how happy, yet upset they were. She groaned and sat up. "Where am I? What happened?" she asked groggily.

Cass looked down. "You're in the hospital. You were in a coma. For a year and a half" she said softly.

Ad's world came crashing down...

Nine-year-old Adriane looked at the beautifully carved statue as her weakened father placed it into her hand. "For you, Little Wolf. Give it to-" he was cut of as he went limp in his daughter's arms. She stepped back, horrified.

"Papa? Are you okay?"

"Ma cherie, come on. I'm sorry, dear. Daddy's in a better place" Willow gently pulled her daughter in a hug...

Ad was jerked awake, shaking, sweating, and crying. She tried to pull away from Justin, but felt his arms around her waist. He was asleep. She leaned into him again, trying not to wake him, but unable to stop trembling and crying.

Justin leant against the tree and slowly drifted off. Unaware that Ad was having a nightmare and was now awake, Justin shifted round slightly. But then he was awakened by Ad's trembling and crying. He opened his eyes and groaned slightly. He looked down at Ad. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Ad looked up to see that Justin was awake. She buried her face in his chest when she replied. "Nightmares. Three of them. One when my mum remarried to my uncle, another about when I woke up from my coma, and the last when my father died" she pulled away again to see that his shirt was soaked. "I'm sorry" she could barely hear herself.

Justin listened as Ad explained. Greaaaaaaaaaaaat! Note the sarcasm. "It'll be ok. It's just a bad dream" he replied, not knowing what he could say. He looked down at his shirt and sat up properly, his knees up against his chest and his head rested on them. "It's ok. It'll wash" he replied.

Ad hiccuped and blinked away her remaining tears. "No, it won't. When ever I start having these dreams, they continue for weeks. I've woken up screaming before, it gets that bad. It doesn't help that I dreamt about what happened last summer just last night. I think I woke up at one a.m. and was two afraid to go back to sleep" she said softly and shifted when Justin did. "I know. But..." she didn't know how to finish the sentence. She hiccuped again.

Justin sighed. How could he reply to that? "Well you know I'm here. Maybe talking about it will help. It works with me" he replied. He always spoke about things like that to make it go away. "But what?"

Ad wiped her tears away. "I know. I just keep dreaming about slipping into that coma. I was SO terrified, Just" she admitted softly. She had always confided in either Justin or Cass. But Cass was gone. And Justin was...different. She didn't know how to tell. She shrugged.

Justin listened. "It's won't happen again. I promise. Things have changed. The only person who can do that is....Well know who" he replied. "I know you were terrified, Ad" he added.