Continued from:<strong>Shadow and Thorn's Lair</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=15052.0)<br/><hr/><br/>Six months. Six months awaiting the walk into sunshine again.<br/><br/>They came late one night while Thorn was finishing up with Sam’s girlfriend and enjoying his participation in it. The girl screamed while Sam smiled…the stub of his tongue rolling around in his mouth. The only warning was “It’s over…I‘ll see you in hell” on the intercom from Shadow. They ransacked the house, took the laptops, and took Shadow…all within a four hour span. Thorn stood the entire time at the bottom of the steps waiting for them...waiting for Shadow’s betrayal…but it never came…she saved Thorn just as Thorn saved her so many years ago from Tim.<br/><br/>Now a year later, Thorn sits on the back deck with a cup of coffee watching the steam rise from the mug and listening to Sam inside. She should have killed him that night that they came, but the thought of being alone actually scared her, so instead she helped him heal, kept him fed, and talked to him. He of course never responded with more than a few grunts, but it made Thorn feel better knowing that her words were at least being heard.<br/><br/>After taking a long sip of her coffee, Thorn ran her hand over the wrapped package.  It was a gift…a journal for Sam.  She never thought she would ever give a gift to one of her victims, but the night that Sam could have killed her but didn’t created a lasting bond for them.<br/><br/>He didn’t kill her, but he did cut off her pinky finger which he now keeps attached crudely to a paperclip chain necklace.  Thorn of course returned the…favor…a few nights later…but once she realized that he was willing to give up another body part for her, she had kissed him then allowed him to fuck her to consummate the bond.  His finger is kept on her nightstand in a small jar of formaldehyde.<br/><br/>“Sam.  Come.”<br/>