Till Death Do Us Part..

((I agree, ironic.))

Grace smiled happily and turned on the radio, flipping through stations.

Brendon kept his eyes on the road, not really noticing anything..odd. In his mind, he was in the car with two friends, one he slightly 'liked'. But other than that fact, he was totally oblivious to all else.

Mark gave a big grin and managed to wiggle his ears at her and wriggle his brow in a goofy manner.

(Well, Capria's just hanging out in the car until she gets spoken to or has an opening)

Grace started singing softly with a song that came on.

I pray your breaks go out runnin' down a hill
I pray a flower pot falls from a window sill
And knocks you in the head like I'd like to.

Artemis nudge him "pay attention to the road" she laughed " don't wanna get us kill"

"So, tell me about yourself Capria. How'd you end up at that place?" Brendon asked, flashing a smile at the singing Grace.

Mark chuckled and looked back at the road. "How can I focus when there is an angel in the seat beside me?"

Grace continued singing, imagining all of those things happening to Allen. He smile got even bigger.

Artemis shook her head "I'm not the one who died and came back. if anything, you are the angel." she scoffed

Mark chuckled. "Ah, there's nothing angelic about being like this." He muttered and watched the road fly by them. It was starting to get dark and he sighed. "If I got a hotel, would you need your own room? Or would you be alright with me sleeping on the couch?"

Aremis froze not sure what to say. Fear tore through her. utter fear at the thought of sleeping in the same room as a man but then again... the same fear riddled her at being alone tonight with nothing but her memories. her memories petrified her

Mark glanced at her and sighed. "I promise to stay on my own side of the room." He said quietly, gently rubbing her knuckles with his thumb.

Artemis swallowed hard and gave a sharp, tense nod "okay" she squeaked

"I won't hurt you, Artemis." Mark tried to reassure her. "I've never hurt you, and I never will." His voice was gentle and soft.

Artemis resisted the urge to pull back her hand and retreat into herself once more. She remained silent, wanting a change of conversation

"I can't remember," Capria said. It was like that part of her memory had been ripped out. She still didn't look over at them... And suddenly wished she had a iPod with her. "All I know if that I was coming home from work... I usually got done around two in the morning."

Mark let the conversation fall flat and sighed as he stared back out the window. They could just, not find a hotel he guessed. It would be easier on her, and he could do his best to drive straight through. Just pick up some energy drinks at the gas station.

"Where did you work?" Brendon asked curiously.

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