Eris unbuckled her seat belt, calling out to Jason, "Jason!" she cried out when he collapsed, shaking his shoulder to wake him. "Don't leave me..." she whispered, leaning close to him. "Don't leave me...again.." she shut her eyes to keep from crying, fists tightening. Too many memories of that night, so many men tormenting her and him in different parts of a warehouse, so many scars left unhealed, so much flooding into her head.<br/><br/>The sound of something shifting behind the ATV snapped her back into reality. Drawing her dagger out of its sheath, she crept stealthily towards the sound, eyes narrow. "I am not dying now, not here." she thought, turning the corner and tackling the larger, dark-skinned person to the ground. Her face turned blank, looking at his face, and she dropped the knife from surprise. "Russel?" she muttered, getting off him. She turned away, looking back at Jason. "Goddamn Falcone..." she muttered, rolling Jason on his back and holding his head on her lap gently.