<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___protector_of_time____by_vincentxyooj-d5lw1gq_zps59496fa9.png)</div><br/><em>"Need I remind you that I fought in that same battle? That I had to leave my closest friend in years behind to bleed out in an overheating cockpit?! You're not the only one who has suffered, Rowe!</em><br/><br/>Allia heard the words shoot from Damian's mouth like and alpha strike aimed at her chest.  She wasn't sure if it was the anger in his voice, the way he grabbed her shoulders of the fire that burned deep in his eyes; but something drew not only fear but also heat from her.  It wasn't the kind of heat that came from anger, but the kind of heat that came from further down.<br/><br/>Something about what he had said resounded and the chord that she had struck in Damian told her that there was a side to the stern quiet somber man that she didn't know.  There was much about the man that she didn't know, but there was something about the strength and unwavering control that drew her in.<br/><br/>The power of his response shook Allia to the core.  She was riding a roller coaster of emotion and just wanted to get off, not feel anything.  That was how the strongest warriors made it through.  Without warning the anger flooded out of her, only to be replaced by sorrow and emptiness as she collapsed into Damian's chest.  "Dammit Damian,"  She sobbed tears of pain into his chest.  "What are we supposed to do."