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Liam squeezed Myka’s shoulder "Keep an eye on him, eh?"

"Are you sure he doesn’t need a hospital?"

Spike growled "I hate hospitals"

"So do I," Myka said She thought back to Jillian dying, the ain And Dylan was right--they didn’t need to deal with the hu else

Liaood-byes and breezed out "He just needs you," Liaht, kids"

He caught up to Kim on the porch, slid his ar her down to the street

The touch of a

The room went quiet, except for the clink of shot into the bowl, and Spike’s grunts of pain Ella stood up and walked to her grandson, and Myka took her place next to Jordan on the sofa

"Spike, I’m sorry," Ella said "I couldn’t protect him"

Spike turned his head and reached out a hand to Ella Ella took it and clasped it to her chest

"Hey, that was Ronan’s job," Spike said "And Nate’s, the assle At one time I counted him my friend"

"Nate’s dead," Ella said "Liaain "The Goddess go with him Sean wasn’t there"

Dylan answered curtly "The wo him until Sean can come"

Spike relaxed "Thank the Goddess"

"What does that mean?" Myka asked from the sofa

"Means Sean will be able to stick the Sword of the Guardian into hi it stay bound to the flesh Nate did the unforgivable, but I wouldn’t wish that on hione into labor Death and life continued its cycle

Spike sed "Course I thought I’d wake up to see the end of that sword co at me"

"No, son," Dylan said "You’ll hurt a little bit, but you’ll be fine"