“Grayson....” a voice said in the distance, a voice he would recognize anywhere.

He tried to respond, but for some reason, he couldn’t find his voice to answer the angel... his angel.

“Grayson....”

Where was he, and why was he finding it so difficult to surface from the darkness that held him? Then he remembered... Xavier, his brother, lying limp and lifeless... and his wife at home with child. He had to wake, and he had to wake now. Grayson forced himself, ...