Eris' eyes opened when she felt Jason's caress. She let out a sigh of relief, placing her hand over his and squeezing it. "Scared me there for a second..." she muttered jokingly, though she still had tears running down her cheeks. She smiled, looking at him. She could never say she had seen him so furious, so terrifying before, but that would be a lie.<br/><br/>She thought back, back to Italy. It was a chilly night, she and Jason were heading back from a club. Eris could even remember what she was wearing: a strapless, bright red dress, red pumps, and a white coverup. If she had known she was a walking target, she might have changed into something more inconspicuous. Jason usually wore dark clothes, but he was attacked first by at least three beefy men who jumped out from the alleyway. Jason yelled for her to run, and she tried, but a hand covered her mouth with a chloroform-soaked tissue. She blacked out in an instant, but she could still hear Jason yelling. Even now she could hear him yelling for her to wake up...<br/><br/>Russel spoke up, snapping Eris back into reality. "The guys... they..." He put a hand to his face, letting out a sigh, "They didn't make it..."