Axel.

"You booked a therapy session for today? I didn't know you needed therapy." Wesley chuckled as he walked down the stairs with Sir Axel. He smiled and chuckled again. His glasses seemed foggy but Axel didn't tell him.

It was Wednesday, Axel's free day. It was just past two in the afternoon, Axel exhaled and walked along.

Axel wasn't really excited as Wesley thought he would be. He spent the last night in the library; he wasn't the type that had visions or dreams. But recently he had been having dreams and visions that he didn't ask for. The surge he gets whenever he touches her. She has taken...