As she stared into his eyes, a wave of longing swept over her. She didn't want to leave him, didn't want to go - but she had to, she had sworn an oath which she had no power over.
She held his hand tenderly in hers; afraid she would crush it with the slightest amount of pressure. He held on tighter, tightening the knot in her stomach, for what she was about to do.
"I've got to go away" she announced, pleased that her voice was steady and rang with authority "I don't know how long for, or if I'm even coming back."
Gabe looked at her, confusion forming on his face as the words sunk in. "Go away? Why? Grace?" So many questions flying out of that beautiful mouth - a mouth she would never see again. She turned her head away as tears threatened to fall.
"It doesn't matter what for, it's just business, nothing that concerns you. I leave tonight and this is my goodbye; take it or leave it, either way I'm going."
"Grace!" his voice cracked, turning husky and irresistible as he grabbed her head to face his "You're not going anywhere without me. I thought we'd got past this already; we're a team. You're not on your own, understand?" He pressed his lips onto hers as they became one, his hands brushing through her thick brown hair as hers clutched onto his t-shirt. 'God' she thought 'I can't do this.' She broke away from his lips, hands still resting on his waist as she let the tears pour. "Gabe, I don't want to go, I really don't. But you don't understand. I have to! Oh god, I love you. I'm so sorry, I love you!"
He looked at her, eyes full of love and dread as he reached for her hand. Instead of the loving embrace she expected, Grace was spun round, hands pinned to her back.
"Ow! Gabe what are you doing? You're hurting me!" she cried, as he tied her hands together with rope.
"It's for your own good. You said we were a team. You can't leave without me" he answered, voice shaking. She looked up into his face and saw a determination there that she had never seen before. As she opened her mouth to answer, she felt a searing pain in her ribs, and upon looking down she saw deep red blood gushing like a river. 'He's stabbed me!' she thought, as her brain tried to process what was happening. There was a knife sticking out of her skin. A knife in which Gabe had stabbed her with. He had actually stabbed her. She couldn't believe it.
"Please" she sobbed, "Please don't do this. It hurts. It hurts so bad." Tears were pouring down her face as she begged him to help her, but he just stood there, golden eyes dead as he watched her struggle for her life. His mouth was set in a straight line, his usual smile now a ghost of the past.
"I can't help you Grace. If I do you'll only leave me. And I'm afraid I can't live with that." He said, as he moved toward her, hand reaching for a stray hair on her face. He tucked it behind her ear and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you too" he said. As he moved away from her, her vision went blurry, and the world turned from a fuzzy picture into darkness as she felt herself slip away. The last thing she saw were those golden eyes.