Niva nodded in acknowledgement.<br/><br/>“I had to call you something. You look like a freakin rabbit. But I hear you. Rogue it is. That name suits you.” She said as she wove through and around abandoned cars and running people. “The name’s Niva. Assignments make for strange bedfellows”<br/><br/>"So where to, Miss 'I'm in charge now because I'm part of the government which technically is in charge of us but Gabriel isn't a U.S. citizen so technically I’m still not in charge of him' you know that's a long name you should think about getting it changed..." He said with his eyebrow raised to Niva, adjusting his Aviators which hadn't fallen off during all the ruckus, amazingly.<br/><br/>“ Gabriel, I don’t know where you want to go, but I know a hunting lodge in the mountains. I’m headed there. You got other ideas, just let me know. When we have some distance between us and that mess back there, one of you wants to drive, I will pull this puppy over.” She glanced over at him<br/><br/>“Nice shades, by the way.”  she managed a bright smile and a wink.<br/><br/>They drove until out of the city and the sound of sirens was replaced by sound of pavement against tires. She tried to turn on the radio but a kid’s CD was playing “The Wheels on the Bus” and the radio was some far right political talk show. Niva turned it off impatiently.<br/><br/>“So somebody, say something,” she snapped, “or we are in for a long, boring ride.”