Blair's eyelids flicked open and closed a few times as she regained consciousness after the crash. The first thing she noticed once her vision cleared and she could see was the headset floating ahead of her with a voice coming across. Blair began to reach toward it but was stopped when Joseph Seed moved into her line of sight, pulling the headset into his hands to answer the message.

"All is well here," he said, his southern accent stronger then usual before he pushed it away again and looked at Blair. "I told you God would not allow you to take me and now, I fear, it is time for your reckoning," he threatened as began to maneuver himself to exit what was left of the helicopter.

Blair spoke, "Go ahead and kill me," she retaliated, "Because if I get away from this, I will bring back everyone to destroy you," her voice was low and harsh, causing Joseph to turn and grin at her, arrogantly.

He moved back in her direction and placed his hands on her seatbelt, unfastening it for her, "You're feisty," he commented, "I could use someone with your grit in my family, if you would like to avoid death or an aimless battle in favor of joining me," he made his offer, his eyes locked on hers once more, causing Blair to be unable to look away. "The choice is yours," he added as she stared back in silence.

Blair finally spoke after they sat, for what felt like eons, in silence, "Over my dead body," she spat gaining yet another grin from him.

Joseph pulled her, kicking and screaming, over his shoulder, "Your hesitation lets me know you may not be as opposed to me as you would like to believe," he said quietly before he spoke to his followers:

"Go and take out these heathens who tried to take me from you! Take them

alive if you can as they will be a great source of proof to the non-believers

when we convert them. I have chosen this young one as my own project

because she has shown a hint of willingness I have not seen in quite a many

months and I know each of you will gather the other three for me. When you

find them, take them to my siblings and allow our message to be shared through

our new friends!"

After his speech, he shoved Blair into the passenger side of one of the trucks surrounding the burning helicopter, cuffing her with her own handcuffs. Once he was in the driver's seat, he pulled a button down onto his bare chest and glanced her way, "You will learn to appreciate my protection and the love of our Lord."

Blair looked away and stared out the window, into the darkness, as he shifted the truck into drive and began the journey to his home, in the deepest part of his community, heavily guarded by all of his followers. Joseph put the truck in park and got out, moving to her side of the vehicle and pulling her out, gently, before leading her into his home.

"It's just the two of us, tonight," he announced as he sat her down at the table in his dining room, "Everyone is on the hunt for your friends and my brother and sister are guarding their lands, in case any of them make it that far. Would you like some tea, my darling?"

Blair shook her head, "I won't let you drug me into following you with that bliss you hand out," she declined, "Just chain me up wherever you're planning to torture me."

Joseph shook his head, "Oh no, you don't understand at all, do you? I don't plan to harm you, unless you deserve it, but I plan to make you my right hand. I can see the potential in your eyes."

"The potential you see is my plan to take you down," she retorted, "Have you ever thought of gaining followers without drugs and kidnapping? I mean, if God is really speaking to you, then why all the theatrics?" she snapped, goading him in hopes for a reaction she could use to gain her freedom.

Joseph raised his hand, only one finger in the air, shaking it in her face, "My children come to me willingly because I can offer them a world without pain and suffering, God's true plan for us. Violence only became necessary when others began invading our Holy grounds in attempts to 'free' my children from their freedom," he paused and looked into her eyes, gauging a response, "You see, the killing came after and it wasn't initiated by my people but by others. You don't expect us to roll over, do you?"

"I haven't heard that version of your little Eden's Gate," she snapped, "If that's true then why haven't you taken the time to explain yourself to the authorities instead of waging all out war? Nothing adds up on either side of this story," she added beginning to feel exhaustion set in from the events leading up to where she was.

"Get some sleep," he said, his tone different then she'd heard it, softer somehow, "Tomorrow, we can figure out who's the liar and who's telling the truth. I apologize in advance, but you'll have to keep the handcuffs on as a precaution since you are unwilling to have a cup of tea. I hope you'll forgive me," he added, moving from his normal tone to the soft one, multiple times before he helped her up and brought her to a bed, where he made sure she couldn't escape.