She was alive. Beautiful as ever...no, more gorgeous than he had remembered her. The car halted to a stop, but he remained inside, rooted to his spot through a strange mixture of fear and happiness.

Rose blinked. "Travis?"
Max jumped out of the car. "Rose!" She ran foreward and hugged her.

Travis opened the door slowly, hardly thinking about what he was doing. All the while he couldn;t remove his gaze from Rose. It was really her. He hadn't seen her in so long.

He stood up and stretched himself out of the car, leaning on the roof.

Rose let go of Max and looked at him, smirking. "No hello kiss?"

He moved slowly.

He pulled her toward her and held her, close to him. She was so warm and vibrant. He kissed her, and lost himself.

Rose closed her eyes. Travis was with her now... Everything was good.
Max smiled at them. Love was both beautiful and painful.

He pulled away from her.

"What now?"

"Do you want to go eat? We were already expecting you..." Rose smiled.

"Wait...what?"

He didn'y understand. He feared another trap, but Rose couldn't defect...she couldn't kill him...would she?

"You have a room here, and supplies. If you choose to stay..."

"I'm still confused..." he backed a little further away from her and scratched his head. This didn't make any sense at all. He thought Rose was being held captive here...they were here to rescue her. Her family could and probabaly would kill all of them, and Max was still, as far as he knew, a traitor. He felt uneasy.

"Kane was supposed to bring you here... As a reason to keep me here..." Rose looked at her feet. "I didn't know what was going to happen to the others umtil today..."

He said nothing, but instead reached inside and drew out Dmomnics sword, attaching it to his belt loop. He threw his rifle over his shoulder and peered through the window at Seth.

"Come on...trap or not, we might as well go. We haven't got anything else to do."

"It's not a trap..." She looked hurt but led the way to his room. "Sorry if it's flashy..."

"Nothing I'm not used to myself."

He'd grown up on a small estate, and he had a few friends who owned property about this size. Not nearlly as large, but fairly decent.