She was stiff in his arms as he hugged her, but she didn't push him away.  A part of her wished they could rewind, though she had a hard time deciding if she would rewind it just enough so the bad parts of what happened between them didn't exist, or if she would go back to the night they met.  There was something between them, a force that pulled them toward each other, so maybe wishing for time travel wouldn't matter.  They would just end up here again.<br/><br/>"Stop lying.  Stop sharing half-truths in some bullshit effort to protect me."  It was like he had taken her into a forest filled with rabid wolves, but covered her eyes and plugged her ears whenever the threat got close.  She was walking blindly through all of this and it did not take a genius to realize that the forces they were dealing with were both deadly and vicious.  "I can't be safe if you keep blocking out the dangers while they continue to get closer.  You get that right?"<br/><br/>Lane crossed her arms over her chest.  "If meeting her gets your daughter out of that situation, then I'll meet with her.  Maybe you just aren't built that way, but I'm not in this for myself.  From what it sounds like, your daughter is innocent and caught up in some kind of power play between you, a demon and a fairy queen...If I can help get her out of that, then so be it."  He just assumed she didn't know the kind of forces she would be courting in this situation.  It was an incorrect assumption.  Though Lane had stayed within the bounds of this town her entire life,  she knew about the other kinds of supernatural creatures that existed.  She might not know this queen personally, but she knew what her kind could be like.  Vindictive, manipulative and power hungry.<br/><br/>"Why don't you try pouring your heart out and we can see where it gets us?  I don't think you're going to have a better time to try it."  They were alone and how this conversation went would dictate if they would ever be alone again.  Lane wanted to believe he was capable of better, that his shitty actions were just the product of desperation, of a need to keep his child safe from a demonic force.  The problem was, the memories in her head told her otherwise.  To Adella, James had brief moments of earnest caring followed by selfish and power hungry fits.  Lane tried to remind herself that all those thoughts of the past were shaped by Adella's perception...A woman who eventually went mad and courted darkness in her own lust for power.<br/><br/>"You made me feel cheap.  You made love to me and then told me I was just...nothing.  You did exactly what those others guys did before, despite constantly protesting how different you were, James."