“The werewolves are on their was, so she can't see anything that will happen now. It makes her uncomfortable to be blind.”

“I glanced up to see Liz and smiled. "Thank you." "I just went along for the ride. After that happened-" She waved at Derek. "You know how blind people need Seeing Eye dogs? Well, apparently werewolves could really use Opening Door poltergeists.”

“Does it hurt now?" he asked, his tone rough and seductive."No." She shook her head again and sighed, trying to pretend his touch didn't make her uncomfortably wet.He grinned. "So...what's with the heavy breathing?”

“I can't see anything" he said in a muffled voice, hand over his eyes. "I'm blind.”

“She's awfully fond of Wendy,' he said to himself. He was angry with her now for not seeing why she could not have Wendy.The reason was so simple: 'I'm fond of her too. We can't both have her, lady.”

“I was so blinded by her talent that I didn't recognize the tremendous pain behind her work. She gave me hundreds of images, so many chances to see that she was in trouble. I failed her.”