El Dia de los Muertos.

Tara: "If she's so perfect then why don't you date her?" I asked, and it had come out of nowhere. But whatever.

Aiden: "she's scary perfect."

Tara: "Isn't every angel?"

Aiden: "no one is that perfect. Besides, I wouldn't take an attached woman."

Tara: "She's not that perfect if she fell in love with a human," I pointed out.

Aiden: "which is why we are sending her to Siberia."

Tara: "We're not sending her to Siberia," I said dryly.

Aiden: "fine. The Sahara Desert."

Tara: "She's not going anywhere. We're killing her little boyfriend, turning him into an angel, and they're both staying up here."

Aiden: my mouth gaped. She fiigureed thhat part out. Damn. "She might not want to."

Tara: "Well, that's her only option," I used my fingertips to pop his jaw back in place with a laugh. "That's a very unattractive look."

Aiden: "she might choose to go to Siberia. Its not her only option."

Tara: "I think she'd rather have her boyfriend up here, wouldn't she?"

Aiden: "but she might not want to hurt him."

Tara: "Well, do you think she'd rather live without him or hurt him?"

Aiden: "I mean, there are several ways of killing him. All of them are painful."

Tara: "She could...poison him. In his sleep. That wouldn't be too bad," I suggested.

Aiden: "dude. Would she really want to kill her boyfriend herself? And are we even thinking of him?"

Tara: "What do you mean thinking of him? Why wouldn't he want to be an angel?"

Aiden: "I mean, what if he doesnt want to die?"

Tara: "Then he has to leave Rose. You're smart enough to figure that one out aren't you, Blondie?" I smirked, taking a step back, realizing we were just a little too close.

Aiden: "more like she leaves him involuntarily. But she might not want to be the one who kills him."

Tara: "Haven't we already gone over this? If she's not the one to kill him, then she has to leave him. Period."

Aiden: I banged my head on my desk. "I meant that she might not want to be the one who takes the knife and drives it into his heart. She might not want his blood on her hands."

Tara: "Well, obviously, but it's unavoidable."