So she sang the song as if it was a lullaby, looking into his icy blue eyes, placing soft kisses upon his forehead when she paused singing and running her fingers through his light blond hair. "Do I want to be with you," she nearly whispered, allowing him to rest his head upon her soft chest. "As the years come and go?" Aletta sang and even a stranger would've heard the sincerity in her voice. She was in love like a child and she even wore expensive perfume for him, just to show him how much she cared. "Only forever if you care to know...". She laid down beside him, now resting her own head upon his muscular chest. With the beating of his strong heart echoing in the back of her mind, she fell asleep as well, as happy as could be.<br/><br/>A sunbeam shone through the off-white curtains and woke Aletta from her deep sleep. She looked to her right and indeed, Rolf was still there, asleep and most likely dreaming. A smile appeared upon her face as she stood up, careful not to wake him, and slipped into her negligee. She walked down the stairs tiptoed, preparing his breakfast and making a cup of coffee for them both. When she got back and woke him, the unexpected happened.<br/><br/>She had spent all day thinking of what she could have possibly done wrong that morning. Had it been the toast she had made? The marmalade, perhaps? She had nearly formed a theory about it when she noticed something falling from the sky. It was too big to be a bird and too small to be a plane. She could clearly see a human form in it and ran inside, grabbing Rolf's double-barrelled gun and pointed it at the man who was now hanging from the branches. "Who are you?!" she shouted, getting closer to him. "Answer me! I'm not afraid to shoot you and I certainly will if you don't tell me your identity!"