She was dying. He should have let her go as he had let so many pass into the next world before her. But he remembered the happy, young girl she was a decade ago, and wondered how she ended up crumpled at the bottom of a cliff. Was it his curiosity to know her story that was drawing him to her or was it the fates that determined that out of all the places in the world she had landed in his hospital? One thing was clear - her human life was drawing to a close. His time for making a decision was running out. There was no Elizabeth Masen there urging him to save her. There was no one here for her at all. The only person who knew she was stood over her and he desperately wanted her to survive. There was only one way to save her and it was in his hands. He knew what he had to do.