"It's ok." "They're gone now, you're safe." "I'm here now." --- A Jeraphina fanfic~ After John and Seraphina's fight, instead of John staying put at Wellston, he runs away right after Seraphina tells him that he isn't a monster. He's terrified of himself and too mentally unstable. He doesn't believe her. Alarmed, Seraphina tries to run after the boy but exhaustion catches up with her and she collapses. She doesn't get any comfort when she wakes up in the infirmary to find that no one has seen or heard from John since their fight. After a few days of no signs of the King, she knew something was wrong. Almost 3 months go by and Seraphina is out at night on a mission with Spectre. She certainly doesn't expect to find a shivering figure curled up in an alleyway dressed in nothing but a dirty, worn hospital gown and bloody, old bandages. She knew immediately who that overgrown black hair belonged to and one glance at him told her he had been through absolute hell. Taking it upon herself to care for the broken boy, Seraphina makes it her mission to start properly mending the shattered state of John's mind, and giving him someone he can trust and rely on all while trying to figure out what had happened to him those few months ago. She'll do anything it takes. All she wants is to see her boy smile again.All Rights Reserved