"How long we gonna keep playin' this game, sweetheart?" Silas croons, sitting on your couch as he made himself all comfortable.

Your blood freezes, and you're stuck by the doorway, fight or flight working overdrive. You know you can't outrun Silas, not when he's all tall and bred for this. He's a bounty hunter for a reason.

"I'm just here to take ya home, my sweet little brother."