((I'm so sorry......))

Mark returns a few hours later, having cooled down and finally realizing what he had said to Jack. He quickly pushes his way through the camp to the cabin once more.

He swings the door open, brown eyes quickly scannning the space... empty. He pushes a hand through his red hair and walks out once more, brown eyes narrowing as he looks around the camp, gaze landing on Robin talking to one of the others, Signe.

"Robin... Have you seen Jack?"

Mark interupts the two's conversation. Robin looks at him, a small hint of annoyance shining behind his eyes though he speaks in a gentle tone.

"No... Last I saw he was with you."

The brown haired man replies simply. Mark sighs preparing to walk away, but the girl, Signe, speaks up, her voice quiet and gentle.

"I saw him run off into the forest... He looked upset..."

The girl speaks with a worried tone, subconciously playing with a strand of her curly brown hair. Robin narrows his eyes as Signe says that, and looks over to Mark once again.

"Upset?... What did you do, Mark?"

The brown haired man questions, an anger entering his usually calm voice. Mark lowers his brown eyes, sucking in a small breath.

"I didn't do anything..."

He mutters after a few minutes, subconciously tugging on the hem of his t-shirt. He forces himself to look up, but as soon as his brown eyes meet Robin's accusing stare, he has to look down again. He sucks in another small breath and speaks once more.

"Look... I just said some things... I didn't mean to upset him..."

"What did you say...?"

Robin speaks up before Mark can continue. When Mark doesn't respond, Robin releases a small snarl and steps forward, hand reaching out and grabbing the front of his shirt, eyes filled with rage, worry shining through slightly.

"What the hell did you say!?"

He raises his voice, the anger in it making Mark flinch slightly, keeping his brown eyes lowered.

"I... I said he did this to me... I blamed him for everything..."

Mark murmurs quietly, guilt dripping from his voice. Robin's eyes widen slightly, and his lip curls back, revealing a mouth full of sharpened teeth. He snarls and shoves Mark back, making him stumble slightly but keep his footing.

"Go find him... Fix this..."

The brown haired man orders simply. Mark finally lifts his gaze, looking at the man and nodding his head gently.

"I will... I'll fix everything..."

He responds quietly, voice sure. Robin nods and says nothing else as Mark walks past him and Signe, into the woods. The brown haired female watches after him, her eyes narrowing gently as she studies him closely.

"Signe... Everything alright?"

Robin asks after a minute, placing a hand on the females shoulder softly. She says nothing, watching Mark until he dissapeared and finally nods her head, pulling her gaze away.

"Fine... Everything's fine..."

Mark makes his way easily through the tree's, mind remembering the way, until he pushes into the small clearing Jack had shown him.

The green haired man sits cross legged in the grass, his dyed hair nearly matching the plush green of the ground around him. His eyes watch the stream carefully, watching every little movement, he looked peaceful.

"Sean..."

The Irish man tenses slightly at his voice, but doesn't move from his spot, simply continues watching the water, fingers caressing the grass around him gently.

Mark hesitantly walks forward, brown eyes caring as he walks.

"Sean... Can we talk?"

Jack releases a small sigh and finally turns his head. His eyes were red and puffy as though he'd been crying, and his cheeks looked paler in the bright sun that peeked through the mass of tree's.

"Why... You going to continue to blame me?"

He growls quietly, anger and sadness lacing his accented voice. Mark sucks in a small breath and shakes his head, brown eyes guilt ridden.

"Look... I didn't mean-"

"Don't..."

The Irish man interupts, slowly standing up from the grass, blue eyes glazed over as he struggled to not cry again.

"You were right... I did this to you... You never wanted this, but I made you a monster."

Jack admits quietly, lip quivering gently as his blue eyes looked at almost everything but Mark, unable to meet those chocolate colored eyes.

"Sean..."

Mark begins softly, hesitantly reaching out and grabbing the man's pale hand. Jack tenses slightly, however doesn't pull away.

"I don't blame you... I didn't mean what I said back there... What you did, you did out of love."

The red haired man continues, softly pulling Jack forward so their feet nearly touched.

"People do crazy things for those they love..."

Jack hesitates, hand instinctively squeezing Mark's.

"But you said-"

"Forget what I said... I'm here to fix things..."

Mark interupts. Jack finally raises his teared blue eyes, looking into Mark's chocolate brown ones, full of guilt, love, sadness, but also relief. Jack sucks in a small breath, letting a small smile curve onto his pale face as he pulls the red haired man into a hug, burying his face in his black t-shirt.

Mark hugs him back, strong arms wrapping around him protectively as his brown eyes stared off ahead, glazed over with tears that refused to fall. One of his hands moving from Jack's back and to the waistband of his pants.

"I'll fix every thing...."

Jack tries to pull away slightly as he feels something hard press against his chest, but Mark holds him still.

"Mark... Wha-"

The Irish man's voice is cut off as a loud bang echoes through the forest, startling birds from their tree's and disturbing the peace of the area.

Jack releases a gasp, blue eyes widening as his legs give out. Mark catches him, laying him carefully onto the grass as red began to stain it, and Jack breathed out for the last time, a hole through his small chest.

Mark stands straight again, brown eyes glazed over with unshed tears, as he continued forcing them back. The strong smell of copper surrounded him as his hand tighens on the handle of his gun, finger grazing the trigger softly. He sucks in a shaky breath, brown eyes roaming over the green haired man, his blue eyes open, staring at the sky that matched their color. The blue slowly fading from those beautiful eyes.

His face paled as blood pooled around him, and almost a small smile rests on his pink lips.

"I'm so sorry Sean..."

Mark whimpers softly, a few tears managing to escape and fall down his face softly.

"I'm so sorry..."

The red haired man sucks in a few more deep breaths, turning away from the scene unable to look at what he'd done anymore. He hesitantly turns the gun around, pressing the barrel to his own chest, right over his heart despite all his instincts telling him to stop.

His brown eyes slowly close, listening to the near silence that surrounded him, the gentle sound of birds singing, the rush of the water flowing behind him, and the wind, spreading the smell of copper. He sucks in a shaky breath, silently apologizing to his love once more, letting his finger gently press the trigger, before another loud bang rings out and he falls to the ground more red staining the green space.

Merely a few minutes pass before another figure pushes through the tree's, his blue eyes scanning the gruesome scene.

He sighs, pushing a hand through his blonde hair and walking forward, tucking away the gun he held in his other hand.

Felix lets his eyes roam the scene. Jack sprawled out on the grass, red surrounding him, his blue eyes up towards the sky, tear stains across his pale cheeks. And Mark laying beside him, blood leaking from the bullet wound in his chest, the gun still held in his lifeless hand, and his brown eyes closed peacefully.

Felix sighs, sadness shining in his baby blue eyes as he looks at the two, though he keeps his face stone cold as he mumbles to himself.

"You dumb son of a bitch...."