Liz wiped away the tears from her eyes. She tried to re-collect herself before Rorke came to check on her. It's been about 12 or so hours since she's been abducted by the Federation. Liz was out with a group of men, making their rounds around the wall to see if any Feds were trying to make their way in. She spotted some debris that wasn't there before and decided to investigate. That's when they attacked, her men fell one by one. When she was the last one left, that's when they emerged. And that's when she met Gabriel Rorke.

After relinquishing her weapons she followed them back to their camp. She didn't know why they wanted her but she wanted to find out. The thing she didn't expect but should've know would happen, when two of the Federation soldiers came into her tent at night. Liz pushed those thoughts away as far as she possibly could. Not wanting those horrible memory's to replay in her mind. She sat on her cot and waited patiently, luckily she didn't have to wait long.

Rorke walked in with two cups of coffee in his hand. "Good. You're awake. Follow me."

Liz got up and walked over to him. "Here. I thought you'd like some coffee. It's not the best though."

Liz took the cup from his hand. "Thanks."

She followed him outside. He seemed, happy in a way. Taking a sip of the coffee she scrunched her face at the taste. "This taste like shit."

"Mmm." said Rorke as he took another sip of his.

They were standing outside her tent. Watching his men do whatever they were doing. Liz glanced at Rorke and saw him looking at two of his men and furrowed his brows.

"Do you mind holding this for a second? I need to go yell at someone." Liz took the cup and nodded. She watched him walk over to the men. He started yelling at them and she saw them almost quiver in fear. His men are afraid of him, she thought.

"This could be used to my advantage. I mean he's pretty attractive, could be fun? and I might be able to get things out of him." she mumbled to herself.

Liz stopped her brainstorming when she saw him walk over.

"The problem all settled?" asked Liz while she handed him his coffee back.

"For now. I swear I'm with a bunch of imbeciles. No offense."

"None taken."

Liz tried to think of a way to come on to him that wasn't obvious. It didn't hurt to start up a conversation. "So...Can I ask you something?"

Rorke turned his attention on Liz. "Go for it."

"You're an American. Why are you with the Federation?" Her eyes widened when she heard those words come out of her mouth and she got flustered. "I'm sorry. You don't need to answer that, that was really fucking personal...I'm...I'm gonna stop talking now."

Liz shook her head at how embarrassing that was. She looked up when she heard him laugh.

"You're pretty cute. Follow me, I'll tell you the story since it's your father fault to begin with."

Liz followed Rorke around the stadium. They made it into an encampment. She thought they would be going to his tent but when he led her up a few flights of stairs she realized that wasn't the case. Once there, Rorke opened the door and let Liz in.

"How chivalrous." She smiled when she got another laugh out of him.

"Welcome to my office." he joked.

It was Liz's turn to laugh. She sat down in a chair and Rorke took the other.

"Well since you want to know how I came to be with the Federation, I'll tell you."

Rorke then talked about Operation: Return To Sender. It happened back in 2015. He persuaded the president to let the ghosts hunt down the Federation leader Diego Almagro in Caracas. He said the mission was going well minus the little mishap with the dam. Alamgro flooded the city and was planning to escape. He and Elias were broken off from the rest of the group, once they regrouped they took out Almagro. In all the commotion they killed the pilots on the helicopter and it ended up crashing. Half of it broke off and Rorke was holding on. Elias had to choose between saving him or letting him go. He chose the latter. So Rorke fell into the rushing water and was captured hours later.

Liz let out sigh and shook her head. "Geez. I know this isn't going to change anything, but I'm so sorry that happened to you. You didn't deserve it."

"It's okay. It's not your fault."

Liz nodded. "Uhm you said ghosts? Wait they're real?"

Her mind started to race. So the story her dad told her and her brothers were true.

Rorke gave her a confused look. "You didn't know?"

"No. I thought what my dad told me was some made up story."

"Well he was right. The ghosts have been around for quite some time."

"I wonder why he never told us?"

"Can't answer that. I still can't believe he made something as gorgeous as you."

Liz smiled and a slight blush formed on her cheeks "You flirting now?"

"Maybe?" He gave her a wink and she gave a suggestive look in return "Now look who's flirting."

"What are you gonna do about it?"

He was going to answer her until his radio went off "Sir we need you at the camp." Rorke sighed through his nose and he looked irritated. He stood up with a groan and looked down at Liz

"Sorry about that. I don't know how long I'll be, you have free rein. I'll come find you after I've sorted this shit out."

"Alright. Thanks."

Rorke nodded and she watched him leave the room. She smiled to herself, her plan was working out better than expected and it was a plus he liked her too. Now she just needed to find a way into his bed. "This might be easier than I thought."