You and Rafe Cameron had dated months before you aligned with the Pogues. There was never really an official break up, but...after everything with the cross and what he did to Sarah...it was safe to say it was over between the two of you. It'd be a lie to say you didn't miss it. Miss him. With you he was always...open...gentle... At least he acted that way. Your relationship was messy at times, especially when he caught you with the Pogues, but they were your friends. In truth...you two were...perfect. Both screwed up in your own ways but...always the cure, the air, for one another. Always there for each other when needed. But...that was it. He was with his Kooks, and he was a killer now...

You were at John B's house with the rest of your friends one night. Sarah and John B excused themselves...figures. JJ was currently getting slammed vodka. There was a faint sound of an engine and you saw...Rafes car... You excused yourself and walked out onto the balcony. Seeing Rafe as he exited the car and walked a few feet forward. "What are you doing here?" He sighed and his fingers twitched. "Can we talk." After a few moments you nodded. You did want to hear what he had to say...seeing him sent an ache through your chest though.

The two of you walked down the docks together, a good distance apart. His hands were in his pockets and his cold gaze on the wood below his feet. "Y-You cant be here Rafe-" "I know." He looked up, licking his lips. "I-I just...I needed to see you." "Why?" He sucked in a breath, his fists clenched at his side. "...I miss you." He spoke softly and you felt your heart skip a beat. "I cant-I cant do...I cant even..." He stumbled on his words, struggling to find the right thing to say. He shut his eyes. "Your always...always...in my head I-...." His eyes met yours... "I just...I miss you." He sounded so different. Like he was before. Soft...