Scarlet was shaking slightly until she heard that grunt of pain. Whirling around only to be stopped by one of the big men. She sighed lightly from him stopping her. What had gotten into her? Her glaze followed him as he moved Ravage. Where were taking him? Why was he going in the  trunk? He wasn't dead or anything. That thought made her stomach drop. He was going to be just fine. He wouldn't die. She looked up to the Boston sounding guy. "Yea... I'm Scarlet. Where are we going?" She questioned on the walk over. After his answer, she climbed into the trunk with Ravage.<br/><br/>He was breathing at least. That made her relax as she moved to take his hand in hers. She hated that their date came to this. They just got to know each other. She looked down at his face. "Ravage... it's going to be ok now. Your friends got us. Your going to be ok." She felt a few tears slip down her tears as she looked at him. God, she was worried and tired. She even yawned. How could she be tired at a time like this?