Tate and violet (I'll wait forever if I have to)
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Ongoing, First published Aug 14, 2014
*After birth* 
"THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Tate screamed "all I wanted was you" violet said softly crying slightly. Tate stood there the knife against Gabe's neck "but you told me to go away" Tate slowly started crying "I never said goodbye" violet said looking at Tate, Tate dropped the knife and walked over to violet. They kissed each other tate held her strongly in his arms "this time I promise to never say goodbye" violet whispered in Tate's ear. Tate smiled still tears in his eyes "I love you I told you  you were all I wanted and all I had....it's still true violet I love you more than anything you changed me." Violet stayed silent and hugged him violet looked over his shoulder and saw gabe make a run for it  "I love you tate"
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