The sun was causing the sky to turn from a deep navy to an array of oranges and pinks. Her eyes had been open for hours, just staring out at the sky. She had found little sleep last night. She had heard movement in the apartment earlier and she assumed that Azrai was having a hard time falling to sleep as well. She wondered if he would stay outside and keep her company, though she hadn't the chance to ask as he disappeared to his room. She sat there after her thoughts left her and she was able to be at peace. She had stared for hours, hardly even moving. When her limbs started hurting, that was when she decided to move back inside. She stretched her legs letting out a slow breathe. She closed the door behind her, trying to be quiet as to not wake Azrai. She moved around the apartment, not sure what she could do while she waited.<br/><br/>Walking over to the couch, she began to fold the throw blanket. She actually folded it five times before she felt that it was nice and neat. Hanging it on the back on the couch, she smoothed out the wrinkles and tugged on the corners to make sure they were even. Moving into the kitchen, she washed and dried the dishes that had been used earlier that night. She looked around the cabinets, placing all the dishes back to where they belonged. It passed the time by and she went back into the living area, fixing small things that really weren't necessary to fix. Once she was done, she sat down on the couch again, her fingers drumming against the cushions. She could feel herself starting to grow nervous, she was sure they had a while before she would be leaving but that didn't stop her mind from becoming panicked. She decided that it would be best not to think of the worst case scenarios. She was a free woman now and she would be starting a new life. Azrai would bid his farewells and then she would...well she wasn't quite sure what she would do. Perhaps she would travel or something along those lines, but with what money? She assumed she would have to get some sort of job and that would mean she would have to stay in Israel until she had collected enough money.<br/><br/>But she didn't know the language here, so it would take a longer time to travel than she would had liked. She wanted to travel, explore the world that was unknown to her. While she waited, she supposed that she could still keep in touch with Azrai. He was a busy man so she would be sure to not burden him with her presence. Maybe she would send him letters that seemed the most ideal, for she was sure that he would enjoy that. She had sensed his distaste for the device that he used to communicate with his comrades and she hadn't one either. Would he be willing to continue you to speak with her after this or was that forbidden? She had a feeling that his job did not include making some sort of companionship with those he rescued. Though it was worth a shot, right? All she had ever wanted was a person that she could call a friend, someone who would simply be nice and civil towards her. So far, even she only knew just him, Azrai had been the best candidate. She would understand if he was unable to do such things though she had to try. If she didn't try she would never make a friend.<br/><br/>She glanced over at him as he walked into the kitchen. She noticed how he was dressed in a very professional manner. She knew that all thoughts of trying to keep their bond strong were dwindling. At least, in the back of her mind, she knew that he was a person that she could rely on in dire situations. That was enough to quell the anxiety she was having. She stood up from her position from the couch. She leaned in the doorway, peeking wearily around the frame. He seemed to be looking a bit tense and she wanted to tell him that everything would be alright, though she knew that would be a lie. Everything was not alright and they could both feel it. Hell, she was sure that his comrades were feeling the same. "Good morning," she called in a gentle voice; she could hear the exhaustion lacing in her voice. She knew she probably looked terrible but it was to be expected. She could never escape the realms of her nightmares.<br/><br/>"I do hope that you slept well." The 'better than I had' was left off, knowing that it was evident that she lacked sleep. But who needed sleep? Certainly she didnâ€™t need it. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear knowing that things were going to change in a matter of few hours. She knew that the change was not going to be for the better but for the worst. She could just only hope that there would be no lives taken this day. That would haunt her for eternity.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>It was around noon time when he woke up from the message ringing on his monitor. Groaning, he rubbed his face trying to calculate how long he had slept. Glancing over at the clock, he had had a solid four hours which would satisfy him until Azrai handed over Shizu. He had a peaceful sleep though there had been something that made him feel uneasy the entire time. Rolling out of bed had to be the hardest thing he had to do today. The male walked into the kitchen, brewed some coffee and sat in front of the screens. He clicked the message before he decided to shoot a text to Ivan and get an update on his condition. He took a break to get coffee the hot liquid his savior for the day. Placing on his glasses, he reviewed the monitors to see if there had been any suspicious activity while he slept. Still nothing proved to stand out to him and that was suspicious as hell. He received a message from Ivan, read over it and sent a reply to Azrai.<br/><br/>'Ivan took a red eye flight back to Israel. He'll be there at the meeting spot, covering for you if any trouble arises. I'll be on the lookout from all the cameras and I'll let you know if anything's up.'<br/><br/>This mission was literally draining the life out of him. He started to review the monitors once more, doing a thorough check of all that had been captured. He glanced at an incoming message from Lucian. He chuckled a bit as the man chewed him out, told him he was about to leave and stated that he was in need of a beer when he returned home. Elias sent a reply back before hazel eyes zoned in monitors. He damned the time differences and wished that the meeting would come sooner. He desperately wanted to know what the hell was going on because he was sitting on pins and needles. This whole thing was off and he knew, even though he didn't want to believe it, that it wasn't going to end here. No there was more trouble brewing at a scale that they were not prepared for.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>He awoke with a smile on his lips, he whistled a happy tune as he showered and dressed himself for the day. He listened to his assistant review the details of their plans for the day. He had the most delicious meal for breakfast. He felt like a king because things were looking up for him. After these long five years of planning and plotting, he would exact his revenge. He swung the jeweled cane in his hand. Sitting down in his favored chair, he crossed his hands in his lap, staring at the faces of his targets.<br/><br/>This had been too simple, too easy. He was sure that Azrai had caught on that something wasn't right; he was a smart man like that. But for what he had in store, he would be able to quell his anxiety and blindside him with his plan. He let out a cruel laugh, trying to bite back that laugh of his inner maniac. He was full of joy for this day would kick off his plan. He was brought a glass of wine and he sipped on it happily. Who said he had to wait for the girl in order to start celebrating? Thing were falling into place as he knew it would. The girl was a mere pawn to capture the man that he truly wanted.<br/><br/>He could not wait for the meeting to happen.