"I can't fight her anymore," Damien said. "I don't have any heart left."

"It's still there," Stevie Rae said softly. "It's just broken."

"It'll fix," Aphrodite added, not unkindly. Damien's eyes were bright with tears when he looked at her. "How do you know? Your heart's never been broken." He turned his gaze to Stevie Rae.

"Neither has yours." As Damien continued to speak, the tears fell faster and faster down his cheeks.

"Don't let your hearts be broken. It hurts too much." Stevie Rae swallowed hard. She couldn't tell him--she couldn't tell any of them, but the more she cared about Rephaim, the more her heart broke every single day.

"Zoey's going to make it, and she lost her Heath," Aphrodite said. "If she can do it, you can do it, too, Damien."

"And she's really coming home?" Damien repeated the question he'd started with. "Yes," Aphrodite and Stevie Rae said together.

"Okay. Good. Yeah. It'll be better when Zoey's here," Damien said, still hugging Duchess, with Cameron pressed close to his side.

"Hey, Duchess and Cammy look like they could use some dinner," Aphrodite said. Stevie Rae was surprised to see her reach out and, tentatively, pat the big dog's head. "I don't see any dog food in here, and all Cammy has is that wretched dry stuff.

Quite frankly Maleficent won't even look at anything that doesn't appear to be fresh catch. How about I have Darius help me bring some food up for them? Unless you'd rather be alone. If so, I can take Cammy and Duchess with me and feed them for you."

Damien's eyes got all big and round. "No! Don't take them. I want them to stay here with me."

"Okay, okay, no problem. Darius can get Duchess's dog food," Stevie Rae spoke up, wondering what the heck Aphrodite was thinking. No way did Damien need to be without those two animals.

"Duch's food and stuff is in Jack's room," Damien said, ending on a little sob.

"Would you like us to bring all her stuff in here for you?" Stevie Rae asked, taking Damien's hand.

"Yes," he whispered. Then his body jerked and his face blanched even whiter than it had been. "And don't let them throw away Jack's stuff! I have to see it! I have to go through it!"

"I'm already ahead of you on that. No way was I letting those vamps get their claws into Jack's cool collections. I delegated the responsibility of boxing up his stuff and sneaking it out to the Twins," Aprodite said, looking smug.

Damien, clearly forgetting for just an instant that his world was filled with tragedy, almost smiled. "You got the Twins to do something?" "Damn right," Aphrodite said.

"What'd it cost you?" Stevie Rae asked.

Aphrodite scowled. "Two shirts from Hale Bob's new collection."

"But I didn't think his spring stuff was out yet," Damien said.

"A: Hello--gay that you know that, and b: collections are always out early if you're filthy rich and your mom `knows' someone," she said, airquoting the word.

"Who's Hale Bob?" Stevie Rae asked.

"Oh, for shit's sake," Aphrodite said. "Just come with me. You can help me carry the dog accoutrements."

"And by that you mean I'm carryin' them, right?"

"Right." Aphrodite bent and, like she did it every day, kissed Damien on the top of his head. "I'll be right back with the dog and cat crap. Oh, want me to bring Maleficent? She--"

"No!" Damien and Stevie Rae said together with twin tones of horror.

Aphrodite lifted her chin indignantly. "It's so typical that no one understands that magnificent creature except me."

"See you soon," Stevie Rae told Damien, and kissed him on the cheek.

Out in the hall Stevie Rae frowned at Aphrodite. "Seriously, even you couldn't have thought taking those animals away from him would be a good idea."

Aphrodite rolled her eyes and flipped her hair back. "Of course not, moron. I knew it would horrify him and start to snap him out of his non-thinking super-depressed state, which it did. Darius and I will bring animal food back for the dog and cat zoo up there and, just coincidentally, we'll stop by the dining hall and get some to-go stuff for our dinner, bring enough for him, and Damien is too much of a lady to kick us out or make us eat by ourselves. Et voil?! Damien has something in his stomach before he has to go through the whole funeral pyre horribleness."