For the first time since they had been together Sarah didn't flinch when he moved and touched her to remove her shirt. She pulled her arms in slightly and rubbed her sides gently to help keep the chill of the room off her bare skin. When he laid her back she could feel the couch was still warm from when he had been laying on it and shivered as he traced her own marks that marred her smooth flesh.<br/><br/>Hearing his words she had a hard time believing them fully. She didn't feel strong. In fact the felt just opposite. Instead of facing her problem head on she had relied on another to take care of them for her. Feeling Jimmy's tears fall to her skin her own stopped flowing quite as freely. With her arms wrapped around him and their bodies pressed together she moved to kiss his lips once more. It as a slow and tender kiss but one filled with emotion.<br/><br/>Somewhere in the back of her mind she worried that by giving herself to him like this that she was damning herself to the pit, but in this moment she didn't care. He was the only person who had been able to free her from her prison in that house. Then he had taken her and hid her so that she could get up on her feet again. No part of their contract required him to do any if this. She had simply wanted Johnny dead, and he had given her so much more.