He remembered the time she'd been talking about. It was the first time he'd ever used magic. Raining that day, Captain Artimus had ignored him that day due to him being only 7 at the time. The dummy's head had been sheered completely off and sent hurling into what he realized later was Kate's room after he'd used his wooden practice sword like a baseball bat. The remaining part of the dummy had burst into flames due to the straw and wood being compromised by the uncontrolled magic he'd been using.<br/><br/>He found his heart racing as he gently pinned her down on her back on the couch. His hands held hers above her head as he looked into her eyes. He was slightly breathless, feeling the magical energy in the room was thick with a supercharged intensity. She looked stunning to him, almost to good to be real. He wanted her, now more than any other time before.<br/><br/>"Kate, I love you, too," He said with a shaky voice, placing his forehead to hers as he fought his urge to claim her completely, "I believe you, I truly do. But how do I know you're being honest with me?"<br/><br/>His memories of people making promises and then betraying his trusts washed through their mental connection. He wanted to believe her whole-heartedly, but the abuse and suffering made it hard for him to trust anyone. Loving someone was something else entirely. He feared opening his heart only to be hurt by the other person. Kate had somehow found her way into his heart without him realizing it.<br/><br/>"Don't play with my emotions," He stated almost pleadingly, enthralled by her beauty as he place one of her hands against his chest as his heart seemed intent on hammering out of his chest, "Just love me, I don't want to be hurt anymore. Not by anyone."<br/><br/>His lips captured her again as his right hand fell to hold her closely against him, conveying his growing need for her as the light went out.