Lauren moved further into the motel room, sitting on the side of her bed and focusing on a spot on the wall, anything other than the flinch that had crossed his face. The apology. She didn't want him to be guilty for her forever, that wasn't fair. He'd told her once the things she'd been doing. The killings. That was hers to be guilty for. Not his, and she was, she honestly was. Even if she wanted to do it again.

"Don't be sorry. You don't need to be."

Problem was he was a hero. One of the good guys, much as he'd had to overcome. He'd walked away from the vampires. From Herrick. Twice. She'd only managed to do that by. Well, asking him to help her. To end her.

"More of one than me. You stopped, you keep stopped much as it must tempt you. I should know, I was the one doing the tempting the last while."