She'd been going over and over it in her head. It was perplexing to say the least, disturbing to be utterly honest. Hank, well not Hank but a pseudo version of Hank had tried to kill her. The man she'd been in love with tried to end her life, beyond that he was Hell bent on destroying, well, everything.

But it wasn't Hank, hadn't been him. Could she just completely set those feelings aside. Intellectually she knew she had no real reason to be angry or afraid of him, but her intellect was battling with her guy and they were pretty well tied.

Holly, of all people the hot headed sister had encouraged her to speak with Hank. Dawn would never have guessed the voice of cool reason would come from either Hawk, but perhaps there was still so much more to learn about the depths of their powers and just how much insight they could offer.

Dawns wanderings had brought her to a side of town she had half known, half dreaded she would end up. Hawks and Doves always gravitated to each other, and now she was doing the same. With a deep steeling breath Dawn knocked on the door, unsure just what awaited her on the other side but this limbo was worse than anything she had see or could hear. She had to know.