Kara should not have been surprised by Hallbjorn's willingness to pay the exorbitant amount, and his generosity with the museum worker. She'd seen him show how willing he was to pay whatever price for Kara, and each time it surprised her and then left her heart swelling for him. Her mate always made sure to take good care of her, and to see to her every desire.<br/><br/>During the tour, Kara was captivated by the rich history. It took her a bit to finish her delicious gyros, because she was focused on paying attention to what the tour guide said, as well as looking at everything she could. When she was finished eating, she took many pictures, and had the tour guide taking pictures of her and Hallbjorn standing together in front of the various buildings. Hallbjorn's arm keeping her pressed to his side was more then welcome, and Kara's arms were often looped around his waist.  With their differences in height, it should have been difficult to walk so seamlessly together, but they did so perfectly.<br/><br/>When they finished the tour and were in the gift shop, Kara picked out a small porcelain piece that had the image of the Alamo raised that stood out on the surface. “So we can remember this place.” Kara smiled at Hallbjorn. Lacking a purse, she carried it in her hands like a tiny treasure.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn's kiss atop her head had Kara smiling happily up at him. “Thank you so much. I really enjoyed that tour. Jackrabbit Junction does not have much history.”<br/><br/>They had just exited the museum onto a street that was deserted, and Kara felt like she was floating on a cloud with the way Hallbjorn kept her so close to him. His head lowered, and she tilted hers up to received the kiss she thought was coming. But instead of Hallbjorn putting his lips upon hers, he tensed up.<br/><br/>Kara felt herself begin to tense, because she knew whenever Hallbjorn was like this, something bad was about to happen. She looked on in horror as three demons came into the week light of the street lamp. One of them looked like something from a nightmare, and fear coursed through Kara's veins when she beheld him.<br/><br/>Before she could blink, Hallbjorn had pushed her out of the path of danger. She stumbled, then found her balance. Kara looked on in horror as the monstrous demon rained blows down upon Hallbjorn. The porcelain piece slipped from her hands and shattered on the pavement.<br/><br/>She had to help him. Kara knew that she must do something. She did not think that anyone was as big as Hallbjorn, but the scary demon proved her wrong. Terror froze her solid, and Kara could not find the breath to scream. Her eyes darted to the demon he called her by name. Tremors worked through her muscles at the sight of the wicked blade the demon held, that glistened with what she thought was poison.<br/><br/>When one of the demons traced behind her and grabbed her arms, her paralysis broke. “Please,” she rasped in a voice filled with fear, “leave us alone.”<br/><br/>Then that knife was coming towards her, and Kara cringed, as if that would protect her. She expect to feel the searing pain of her flesh being parted, and one thought whirled through her mind. She wanted more time on this earth with Hallbjorn.<br/><br/>But the blade never touched her. Hallbjorn, her big, beautiful berserker, tackled the demon to the ground. He looked impossibly larger then he had the last time he'd given into rage. She should have been repulsed the way Hallbjorn turned the demon's head into a red stain, but those thoughts had no place in Kara's mind. Hallbjorn was injured. She needed to help him. That determination had her struggling as the other demon held onto her. She stomped his foot, doing little good in her sandals, and tried to break his grip.<br/><br/>Never had Kara felt weaker, because she could not budge the demon holding her at all. Tears of frustration, of fear, and worry for Hallbjorn kept falling down her cheeks unbidden. The demon's vice like grip was hard enough to bruise her arms as she fought to free herself. At a sound like a gunshot, Kara looked up to see Hallbjorn had finished off the monster demon.<br/><br/>She sucked in a harsh breath when she felt cold, sharp metal touching her throat, and she stilled. And then, what the demon said caused something to snap inside of Kara. He was going to take her away from Hallbjorn. Anger coursed through her, like molten lava. Instead of glowing amber, her eyes seemed to contain flames. She felt power building inside of her, consuming her.<br/><br/>“You will not take me from my mate.” Kara growled, and then the power broke free. Flames consumed her, and the demon behind her had no time to make a sound. And inferno erupted from her like an atom bomb, reaching out in a circle and destroying everything in its path. The only thing left untouched was Hallbjorn. Raging fire swirled around them, burning more fiercely until the color of the flames transition to blue and white.<br/><br/>With the threat now gone, Kara closed her eyes and tried to draw the flame back inside of her. Slowly, it returned to her and seeped back into her skin, leaving her unharmed. Nothing was left of the demons but ash, and even their two daggers were twisted clumps of molten mettle that soon solidified on the pavement.<br/><br/>Kara looked at Hallbjorn, and gave a soft cry of relief. Her flames had not hurt him, even with how hot they had grown. She rushed over to him and took in the extent of his wounds. Her lower lip quivered with worry as she lightly touched him in the few places he was unhurt.<br/><br/>She felt panicked, because Hallbjorn was injured, and her pyromania show was sure to attract someone. They had to get back to the truck, but she didn't know how she could get him there. Kara was so distraught that she did not notice the whirlwind that circled their feet, then grew taller around them.<br/><br/>She felt a tugging in her stomach, and the next thing she knew, she and Hallbjorn were standing beside the truck. Before Kara could say anything, weakness had her stumbling and beginning to fall.