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Bill took a hesitant seat next to the woman. He felt rather worthless- what could he do? He couldn't un-burn her life. He couldn't snap his fingers and fix everything despite how much he wished he could. He sighed. "I wish I could tell you what do," he said softly, "But I can't." He nudged her shoulder with his own and offered the best smile he could muster. "I do know that whoever did this chose the wrong woman to mess with. You're strong, fierce, beautiful..." He turned away from her and looked at the charred remains of the bar. "You can-um... I know that you haven't really been out hunting these last few years, always manning the bar, but I'm sure you've still got it. You can... You know me and Jeremy will help you. We can find this bastard, show him that it was a mistake to leave you alive."

Wow, did that sound as bad as he thought it did? Why is it that he could talk a woman out of her clothes but when it came to Cassie his words came out a big mess more often than not... He ran a hand through his hair in exasperation. "That came out kind of wrong," he hurried. "I meant- I'm just going to stop." He leaned back so he was basically lying down and just stared up at nothing in particular.

{Jeremy will get here eventually :)}