Quotes About Support

He let Shane drop back down in his chair, and walked out, back stiff. Furious. Shane sat with his hands clutching at the armrests. He exchanged a stunned look with Eve, and they both stood up at once. No, Shane said. I did it. Let me fix it. He went off after Michael. Eve chewed her lip and said, Well, we're either going to see half the house destroyed, or their bromance is going to go all the way.

He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane's solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touched his lips lightly to the back of her neck. "How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?" "I sweat perfume. Like all girls.

I think so," she [Claire] said. "Just watch your back, okay?" "Nah, Michael's got mine." He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes. "I've got yours.

And about Shane, I swear, if he doesn't snap out of it, I'm going to punch him in the face. Well, punch him in the face and then run like hell. - Eve Rosser

You're not going to suck.'' ''Not at the guitar, anyway,'' Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. ''Ow.

Glad it was you and not me, Shane said, and offered Myrin a hand up. Any brain damage? Since the bullet actually passed through his brain, then yes, idiot boy, there's certainly brain damage, Oliver said. It will pass. His brain's the least fragile thing about him. You say the nicest things, Myrin said. He was slurring his words, and he threw an arm around Oliver's neck. Marry me.

Because you know, I'm your best friend, but you're just not that badass, man.

MIchael went to her and put his arms around her.,and we can heard eve let out a little, sad sob as she melted against him. Michael- Shhh... he whispered. It's okay baby

And then it was between Shane and Claire on who retreated first. Uou go, he said. Why? Shane and Pete exchangedblooks. Seriously? Pete asked. Yeah, she's like that, Shane said, and turned to her. Because you're my girlfriend, and I'm not going unti; I know you're safe. How's that?

It's part of the marriage vows. Didn't you read the fine print? To have and to harass.

Shane, honey, in Morganville, friends are the only things that keep you alive.

Stop using him, and start protecting him. I know he thinks he doesn't need it, but sometimes he does. Sometimes we all do.

I'm all right, Nic, Wolfe said, and finally looked at him. We walked through the dungeons under Rome, survived Philadelphia, and this perfumed cage won't bring us to our knees. We're all stronger than that. All right, Santi said. But don't ask me to stop standing next to you. Because you know I will, however much you shout about it.

If she'd ever had any doubts that she loved him, really loved him, she knew now. It was easy to love somebody when love was happy, but when it was hard, when it meant facing things you feared...that was different. He'd done it for her, many times. And now she had to do it for him.

Please don't go away. You--you matter. To me.

I'll be your hands.

I've failed you, he said. You just stopped the boy. That's not what I meant. I know what you meant, Oliver. You count too many things as failures when they are merely setbacks. She beckoned him up, and he stood, still intimately close to her. She didn't seem bothered. I feel safer with my old enemy beside me.

Let houses burn, as long as you are together. Nothing else matters but love.

She needs you for more than just protection. It's how it works. You want the strong girl, you understand that she's with you because she wants to be. Not because she has to be. You know that, right?

How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we've had?

But Sam doesn't need to be my therapy, or my life preserver, or my rescuer. I have to be all those things for myself if a marriage between us is ever going to work.

Are you all right? The question surprised Jess, and it broke through his black shell enough to make him throw a look at his friend. No. I didn't think you were. Everyone wants you to be. That must be worse, that they think you should be fine.

Shane and Claire quickly moved to stand back to back. So did Eve and Michael. Among the four of them, they were covering every angle. "Lurking isn't answering," Shane said. "Oliver? Little help?" Instead, one of the shapes stepped forward into the light. Morley. Claire felt relieved, and annoyed. Of course it was Morley. Why had she ever doubted it? He was the champion lurker of all time.

For the first time in my life I have to depend