<em>Ingrid, calling for Aline, finding her. </em><br/><br/>From somewhere she heard Aline's voice, shouting her name and then saw the woman frantically waving her arms.   Letting Morgan go, Ingrid ran to her friend and almost collided with her as she threw her arms around the small woman's body.  Hugging her tightly, she burst into tears and kissed her friend all over her face.  Planting one large one on Aline's mouth, she hugged her so tightly that she worried for a moment that the owner of the studio might crack, and ended up lightening up on her grip.<br/><br/>"I was so scared.  Terrified.  How'd you get out? Are you okay? Oh fuck, Aline!" Brown eyes reflected the worry plaguing Ingrid's heart and mind.  Where was Morgan? She turned her head and saw him, as well as her assistant.  She gave him a smile, her heart thudding with her relief at seeing him again, safe and sound.<br/><br/>Carefully, she let Aline go, afraid that she might've squished her too hard and gave her a lopsided grin.  "We need to do a head count. See if everyone made it out."<br/>