Carl moved his hand up to gently caress her shoulder, watching her ball up. His eyes filled with worry as he frequently looked from the road to her. His fingers gently squeezed her shoulder, then moved up to brush the hair back from her face. He couldn't understand why she was so tense. She should be excited, and it bothered him that she wasn't. When she finally spoke, he frowned, his eyes darkening.<br/><br/>"We're going home, baby... I'm going to take care of you now. You don't have to go back to that job ever again. You'll be happy and safe. Forever." his tone was gentle, full of love, and yet carried a very firm undercurrent.