"What do you mean I'm on a plane flying over the ocean?" Maya was completely confused, a) because of the medication she was given and b) because it didn't look she was on a plane, or feel like it for that matter. Sliding up into a seat position Maya scanned her surroundings, all around her the colors of cream and beige danced on the walls and on all of the furniture.  Beneath her were white, soft sheets - crafted by angel hands. The blanket covering her was a shiny black color. The material itself felt like silky dog hair, its weird but thats what it felt like. The room had a hint of vanilla in the air as well as cinnamon. She was in heaven, the calming nature of everything left her body at ease but the only thing that prevented her from fully relaxing was the man that sat staring at her.  "You need to leave me al

Maya didn't realize how much she had wanted to kiss Reid. But averting her eyes from his pouty pink lips she looked deeply into his brown orbs and whispered again "you won't" the look in her eyes was one of promise. She knew she shouldn't have made a promise like that but Reid looked like he was torturing himself. And the truth was she couldn't let him continue doing that to himself. Even after all the terrible things he had done to her and all the things he had put her through, she just didn't have the heart to let him be in that sort of pain. He had walked around with the guilt of his family for thirteen years and there was no way she was going to let him walk around with the guilt of her involvement.  "I think you should go" Reid whispered, looking away from her. His voice faltered for a moment but he had already chained himself to self pity and self loathing and he didn’t need Ma

        "Fucking shit man!" Maya cried out clutching her arm to her body "bloody fucking hell, are you fucking serious Reid?" Reid was conflicted, he didn't think his shoulder lock was on tight enough to actually dislocate her shoulder, he thought he could just hold it long enough for her to feel some pain and then give up. The outcome was completely opposite of what he intended. A part of him felt terrible for her and that he was the cause of it but another part of him – the scared part of him – was happy he did it cause at least now she'd never want to fight again.  "I didn't think I was holding you tightly enough for that to happen." Reid explained "I am soo sorry" Riley, Joel and

"Maya!" Reid yelled over the chaos, music was still pounding through the speakers and people were screaming for their lives. It was a gruesome scene, bodies laid all over the floor. Some people had died and others you could tell were pretending to be dead, trying their best not to make a move but anyone with eyes could see the heavy breathing and in some cases, bodies shaking out of fear.  "You and Riley continue to look for Maya in here, Joel and I will look outside!" Jordan shouted at Reid "bring her back brother"  With a nod and Riley following right behind him, Reid walked with sure steps and moved people out of his way trying to find his girl. They had had such a great night before all of this madness happened. But you see that's what Vermont does, that's what happened with Rosey. He waited till Reid was absolutely ena

"Two shots of tequila please" Maya asked the bartender. "Black or silver?" He responded  "Black" was her reply. She was sitting at the bar, watching as the scenery blurred by. The bartender placed two shot glasses on the counter separating them and skillfully flipped the tequila bottle only to tip its strong dark contents into the aforementioned glasses. Without saying a word, he placed the bottle on the shelf behind him and slid a shaker full of salt and a small plate filled with lemons. Maya briefly looked at him and gave a small smile. Returning the smile the bartender added a small wink and moved to serve another customer.  From the opposite end of the cart that held the bar, the door slid open and Maya turned her focus to the sound. Reid walked in, in a