â€œAre we there yet?â€ The young girl asked as she tugged on her motherâ€™s sleeve anxiously. Michella had been looking out the window, still thinking about Emanuel and everything that happened and the question took her away from those thoughts for a bit. Bellaâ€™s question was not at all that surprising. As a parent Michella has learned to expect the unexpected from her child and that always rang true even as she got older. That was one of the joys of having kids she supposed, there was never a dull moment and they always seemed to make you smile when youâ€™re going through a rough time. Such a question was inevitable since she could tell the child was becoming more and more restless as time passed, the closer they got to the city. There was no coaxing her into going back to sleep that was for sure but that was fine by her. It was nice to have some company so the ride was not in complete silence.<br/><br/>â€œAlmost, sweetie, it shouldnâ€™t be long now.â€ She looked out to the skyline hoping everything really was going to be alright. Why couldnâ€™t she shake the feeling that they were not quite out of the woods yet even though they were technically safe?<br/><br/>â€œIs Florence as pretty as Venice up close?â€<br/><br/>â€œThatâ€™s for you to decide.â€<br/><br/>Bella smiled again. Having a daughter kept her sane, especially at a time like this where she was worried as hell for Emanuel. Michella was definitely convinced that there was some peace to be found in having a child to talk to, needless to say. Even though she could tell her daughter was worried as well in her own way the girl smiled and was filled with curiosity. What made it more relieving was the fact that her curiosity was directed towards visiting a new city and not her fatherâ€™s whereabouts. In a way it was to be expected since he does not spend as much time with her as she did, so she didnâ€™t think too much about it. Bella also seemed to be feeling better now, but she knew that she should still have the girl see a doctor just in case.<br/><br/>â€œWell the scenery is nice from where we are now!â€ Bella said excitedly. â€œI canâ€™t wait to see the rest of the city. It will be nice seeing Aunt Clara again, too.â€<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€™ve met her? I donâ€™t remember-â€<br/><br/>â€œI met her once,â€ Bella interrupted. â€œSheâ€™s a lot like daddy, but sheâ€™s nice.â€<br/><br/>â€œDaddy isnâ€™t nice?â€<br/><br/>â€œHe is, but sometimes he yells.â€ Bella seemed to shrink back a bit, being a little dramatic, her smile fading a bit. Michellaâ€™s mood seemed to change a bit as well but she tried to keep a smile.<br/><br/>They had arrived on schedule from the looks of things and in once peace as well. Not too long after their conversation, they finally reached the gorgeous city Florence. It was a huge relief when the two of them were able to stretch their legs after such a long trip even if worry was still the in the back of her mind. She placed it aside for now and just tried to keep calm as much as possible. Bella seemed especially relieved and just as any child was she seemed to be in an adventurous mood, and it took a load off Michellaâ€™s shoulders to see the girl get out some energy while she looked around at the strange scenery. Crossing her arms, she just shook her head and smiled when the girl looked at her with a big grin on her face, anxious to look around some more.<br/><br/>â€œChildren are always so energetic.â€ She said aloud before looking to Alexandra, â€œI canâ€™t thank you enough for what youâ€™ve done for us. I feel like I should owe you something.â€<br/><br/>-------<br/><br/>Sleep sounded nice right about now but he just could not bring himself to even attempt to get some rest no matter how tired he was. As time passed he was beginning to realize just how stupid his sacrifice had been even if he did do it to help his family in the end. Part of him wished he could have found a way of leaving with themâ€¦ oh wellâ€¦ Closing his eyes, Emanuel managed to nod off a bit but that was soon interrupted. The commotion outside made him jump slightly and the next thing he knew the cell door was being opened. He was pretty much pushed into the wall as the others in the cell darted past him like bats out of hell hoping to get as far away from this place as they could. While the others might have been so quick to leave he was a little skeptical, it was only until Renaldo spoke that he felt a little more relaxed.<br/><br/>â€œWhat the hellâ€¦â€ There was a great amount of shock in his face needless to say and for a moment he just stared at him wondering what the hell was going on. Had Renaldo followed him, he wondered? Maybe Alexandra had told him where he would be held and then he came as soon as he could. Did this mean that his family really was safe after all? He wanted to ask but he knew this was not the time or place for such questions. In spite of him being completely surprised by this he was glad to see a friendly face instead of a Templar or some other face he really would rather not see right now, but if they stayed here for too long he knew the Templars would be swarming this place. Time was precious so once they were in the clear he would ask a few things.<br/><br/>Stepping out of the cell, Emanuel took the guardâ€™s weapon so he had something considering they had taken his sworn upon arresting him â€“it was more of a habit, having something with him of all times, he felt safer that way. Keeping safe almost sounded like a joke but he wasnâ€™t laughing at it. There was a dead serious look on his face when he looked at Renaldo.<br/><br/>â€œI appreciate you busting me out, now letâ€™s haul ass before they discover us.â€ Tiredness rang in his voice and the lack of sleep was even more evident when he heard himself speak. In spite of that he made it known he had no intentions of lingering and peered out to see if there were any guards lurking around. More or less, it was for his own reassurance, not because he didnâ€™t trust the Assassin. From the looks of things it was quiet but that could either be very good or very bad so he didnâ€™t want to let his guard down. Why would they leave this place so poorly guarded? What happened to the brutes from earlier? The Templars were crafty and only seemed like they were oblivious to what was going on around them, but he knew well that they have been preparing for something big.<br/><br/>What that was he was not sure of but he knew whenever it happened things were going to take a turn for the worst. He placed that aside for now. Not the place or the time for such things, he had to focus on getting out of here. Looking over his shoulder, â€œI probably should have thought my plan over moreâ€¦ As much as I appreciate the rescue I have no clue where the hell Iâ€™m going to go now.â€ He paused, deciding to think about that later, â€œThereâ€™s an alley way close by thatâ€™s perfect for making an escape if my memory serves me right.â€