Dear Leia,

Do you hate me? Have I done something to offend you? Why will you not answer my letters? I have asked myself these questions over and over the past six weeks and I sill have yet to come up with a plausible answer. Sense it is not likely that you will be answering them yourself anytime in the near future, I will tell you a story.

I know our mutual friend has never told you how he and I became acquainted. That is in part because as you know he never says more then he absolutely has to, also because I asked him not to.

You see the first time we met, he was suppose to kill me. You already know I have done things in the past that I am not proud of and as a result have far more skeltens in my closet then one could possibly count (both figuratively and literally). But not wanting to open old wounds all I can say is that I did things that were unforgivable. Before he came for me, he killed my family. Do not feel sorry for me, or them for that matter. They were all far worse then I ever was and he did the world good ridding it of their foul presence. Dispite that they were family, and by killing them he forced me to feel the same pain I had inflicted on so many others. When he finally did come for me I told him how sorry I was, hoping that alone could save me from the hell awaiting me. I am still unsure why he let me live that day, but rather then kill me he made a bargain. I can not, for personal reasons, tell you the exact details of our agreement, but I can tell you that it included spending the rest of my life save others. 

Ever sense that day I have waited for him to bring me the wounded, most of whom have been at the brink of death. I still fear one will die on me and he will send me into the after life with them, thou it still has yet to happen. In all that time you are the only one he came back for. Even then he cared for you. At first it was "just to check on you", but later on, as you know, it became so much more. 

Speaking of the devil (no pun intended), he has cought your sent. You know how he gets when he is on the hunt and may want to look into finding a new place of residence. You may also want to think about a new roommate. I have no idea as to why you thought Josephine would be an acceptable choice. That old bat can not keep her mouth shut and I can not imagine how the woman has managed to keep quite about you this long. No matter, someone has let it slip to the wrong person that she knows your whereabouts and Jasher has started asking around for you. As soon as you are in his presence, he will be able to sense the truth and nither of us want that monster to know about our little secret.

While we are on the subject have you told him yet. He needs to know Leia. He has become self-destructive . he came to me a few weeks ago with slashes on his arms and sides. He refused to tell me how he got them, but as you should know his teeth and claws tend to leave rather distinctive marks. 

Please come back Leia before he gets worse

Sincerely your concerned friend
Dr.P

P.S. did you injoy the cookies? Also Mrs.Bently knows and I swear I did not tell her anything. (when I asked how she knew she said it was a womens thing would you mind telling me what she means?)
P.P.S. she also wanted to know blue or pink, I think she is making you some sweaters.