She immediately tensed. Since she had her back to him, she could not see his face, and she had no idea as to what he was trying to do.

She found herself at a crossroad. 'What should I do if he tries something?' she thought to herself.

To her surprise, he did not move after lying down.

She could feel his breath drift across her skin, and she could hear his strong steady heartbeat. His breathing slowed, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, the way he would when they had still been in love all those years ago.

She opened her eyes as her mind drifted back to the past. Tears began to gather in her eyes as the men behind her slept.

She lifted his arm off of her and sat up. Wiping her tears away, she studied Elliot as he slept.

Her gaze traveled to his chest, and she suddenly felt the urge to see the wound on his chest. She began unbuttoning his shirt.

As soon as she unbuttoned the first button, he scowled and instinctively shoved her hands away.

She looked at him and thought