"I didn't" I said placing a hand over his, stopping him. He looked up "Its not my wound Jack, its his. Every time he hurts himself, every time he gets a wound I get it too" he looked at me in disbelief. "You know the days I wake up with a high temperature and I have trouble moving, its him. Its his pain I feel. When he's hurting I cry, when he's happy, I feel content. That's how the bond works"
"How's that even possible?"
"A part of us are soul mates. Like when those parts of our soul were born, they were made together. They recognize each other. So when one is hurt, the other suffers along" I said moving away.
He shook his head "I do not know what to believe"
"just listen to me. You don't have to believe it right away. We just have to make them believe that Dan's father isn't someone they know"
"We could just say he's mine" he said immediately