When Gemini awoke she sat straight up immediately. She had no idea where she was! And it was dark! She almost fell off whatever she had been resting on as she twisted around. Something was holding her captive. Damion must have found her while she slept. No! No! She couldn't be in his possession again. She pulled at the ties that bound her with strangled sobs but her arms were weak. She pulled and kicked with all the energy left in her body but she only succeeded in tangling herself further. She was almost ready to give up for the time being when she heard someone approaching her.

"Get away!" she screamed, kicking at what she believed to be Damion. "Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

She struggled as she felt arms wrap around her but they didn't squeeze the breath from her lungs as she had suspected. Though she continued to squirm and kick at the person their hands calmly pulled at the restraints that pinned her arms to her chest. These restraints were soft and large. Not ropes. Not even magical binding. It was cloth. Sheets and covers. She stopped struggling as they fell to the floor and noticed that the hands holding them were too small to be Damion's. They were too small and far too feminine.

"There we go." the little girl whispered. "Sorry about that. Ben tucked you in and he's...an idiot."

"Who are you?" Gemini whispered, peering around into the darkness.

With her one eye she knew the darkness was deeper for her than the little girl who had freed her from the sheets. She was in a very small, confined place. There was another set of beds. The old man and little boy were sleeping on the bottom bunk. She sat up slowly and put a hand to her back as a sharp sting sent shivers down her spine. That scorpion bite again. It only took a moment for her to vaguely remember what had happened.

"I'm Gwen." she heard the girl say. "We found you-"

"I know that!" she snapped. "Where are we now? Why aren't we moving? I said we had to keep moving!"

"Well, we usually sleep at night and drive - HEY!"

Gemini had pushed her out of the way. In the light of the moon shining through a window she had seen a glint of silver. She stumbled over to the table they obviously ate at and snatched the keys from their resting place on the wall. She supported herself with the table for a moment but before Gwen could grab her she had moved towards the front of the RV. Gwen gasped as she slid into the driver's seat. She wasn't really going to steal their RV was she? Not with them inside it. No one could be that desperate.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, wake up!" Gwen shouted, shaking him.

Max hadn't heard her but it didn't matter. The minute the RV's engine revved both Max and Ben sat straight up. They hit their heads on the top bunk and fell back to their pillows for a moment but Grandpa recovered quickly. He shot out of bed, leaving Ben to roll around in agony with his hands over the top of his aching skull.

"What's going on?!" Max asked, still disoriented.

"That girl's trying to steal the Rust Bucket!" Gwen shouted, pointing at the driver's seat.

It wasn't exactly necessary because the minute she pointed the RV took off at top speed. Ben rolled out of bed with a cry of surprise and rammed into Gwen. They both slid under the table. Max managed to keep his footing and reached for an overhead compartment. Ben and Gwen poked their heads out in time to see him grab a small device that looked like a barcode scanner.

"What're you gonna do, Grandpa, scan her to death?" Ben scoffed.

"It's a tasser gun!" he shouted as he approached Gemini. "And it's on high, if you get my meaning, young lady!"

"I can't stop!" she screamed back. "He moves at night! If I stop he'll find me! Then we'll all suffer!"

"I said pull over!" Max commanded. "I don't want to hurt you!"

"If you want me to stop that badly you're gonna have to old man." she whispered. "I'm not going back there with him. I'll die first!"

"Where are you heading?" he asked, lowering the tazzer slowly.

"Anywhere! Away from him!"

"How do you know you aren't heading towards him?" Ben asked, grabbing onto the back of the seat as he came up behind them.

Gemini's eye widened and she slammed on the brakes. The Rust Bucket slid in almost a full circle as it came to a stop and Ben was slammed against the seat with a groan of pain. Gemini clutched the steering wheel and took deep breaths as she looked around at the monotonous landscape of the desert. Where was she? Had she been this way yet? What if she had just back tracked her entire journey. She could be right back where she had last seen him! He could be right outside the RV waiting for her! She slammed her head on the steering wheel with a scream of frustration and Max raised an eyebrow.

"Alright. Well, why don't you get in the passenger seat and I'll drive now, Miss..."

"Gemini." she sobbed, shaking her head on the wheel. "My name is Gemini Sarrow."

"I'm Max Tennyson." he replied, putting a large hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll help you. Just tell us what's wrong."

Gemini wiped her eyes as she stood from the seat but she didn't sit down beside Max who was too busy buckling up to notice yet. Ben and Gwen stared as she stumbled past them and laid back down on Grandpa's bed. She curled up into a ball and put her arms over her head. When Max noticed she wasn't with them anymore he stared back at her as well. He looked concerned. He was certain this girl was running from some form of abuse. Ben began to walk towards her with good intentions but Max grabbed his shoulder anyways.

"Leave her alone. When she wants to talk to us she will. Now," he yawned. "You two get some more shut eye and I'll keep us moving."

"Are you sure Grandpa? I could stay up front with you." Ben offered, rubbing one blood-shot eye.

"No, no. You need your rest."

Ben just shrugged and returned to his bunk. He was asleep again in no time but Gwen just tossed and turned. She could hear slight whimpers coming from Gemini's general area and she felt so sorry for the girl. Even if Ben was too dense to notice she was able to come to the same conclusion as Max. Someone had been beating her. Gwen sat up after an hour and stared down at her. She still maintained her fetal position and she definitely wasn't sleeping. However one hand had moved away from her head at some point and it now clutched something to her chest. Gwen hopped down from the top bunk. She knew Grandpa didn't want them to disturb her but she didn't think she could stand to listen to her whimper all night.

Gemini didn't move or make any indication that she had heard her descent so Gwen took a few steps towards her. She tried to keep her steps light and silent so neither Grandpa nor Gemini heard her. She crept towards the older girl's bed and held her breath as she got a few tip-toes away. She stopped suddenly and glanced back at Grandpa but he was too busy focusing on staying awake to notice Gwen.

"Hey, Gemini." she whispered.

"What?" the coarse voice returned sharply.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm dandy, a'right? I'm dandy as a daffedile on Tuesday."

Gwen couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the odd term. However the sarcasm it dripped with kept her from laughing at least. She took the last two steps towards the bed and sat down on the edge gently. Gemini felt it sink a little under her meager weight. She didn't say anything so Gwen took it as a sign of acceptance. She didn't know what else to say for a moment. What else was there to say? She couldn't just come out and ask her if she had been abused. That would be showing a level of tact belonging to people of Ben's intelligence. She felt the only way to communicate her sympathy was through touch. So she placed a hand on her back and rubbed it softly with hopes that she wouldn't turn around and break her arm off.

"Gwen..." Gemini gasped at the touch. "That...really...hurts! Stop, stop, stop!"

Gwen jerked back as she sat up suddenly and tried to put her hands up to the center of her back. Failing at this she dropped to the bed face first and rolled around a little, moaning in pain. Gwen didn't know if she could hear the apology she was trying to give her through her own sounds of agony. She sat up after a few minutes and wiped the tears from her eyes with a sigh of frustration.

"Let me see." Gwen insisted, reaching for her shirt.

Gemini turned around so quickly it startled Gwen. She was further startled when Gemini's small fingers snapped around her wrist and squeezed. Gwen didn't know if Gemini knew she was squeezing so hard or not but it was becoming painful. She closed her eyes as Gemini glared at her.

"Don't touch me."

"I'm sorry."

She threw Gwen's hand back at her as though it were some object and dropped back to the bed. Gwen stood and backed away from her, slightly confused. One minute she felt sorry for the girl and the next she was trying to kill them all. She didn't get it. Was she even grateful that they saved her life - that they were probably still in the process of saving it - or was she just the kind of person who went through life expecting people to do things for them? Gwen sighed as she joined Grandpa in the front.

"Couldn't sleep?"

She shook her head silently, staring out the window as the ground whizzed by and wondering when they'd reach civilization again.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Just our psycho hitch hiker slash car theif back there."

"What, is she still awake?"

"Yeah and she tried to break my wrist."

"What?!" Grandpa demanded, slamming on the breaks.

"Aaww! Not again!" Ben cried from the back. "Geez, doesn't a super hero deserve a little sleep?!"

Grandpa ignored him and stared at Gwen sternly.

"Well, she didn't try to literally break it." Gwen corrected, looking sheepish. "I mean, she just squeezed it...I touched her back and it hurt. When I tried to see what was wrong she just grabbed my hand. That's all."

Gwen wasn't quite sure why she was standing up for her now. She did still feel sorry for the girl. She probably had a reason to do what she did. If someone was abused sometimes they didn't like to be touched. Gwen had seen stuff like that on movies before after all. However, Grandpa still looked angry and she was surprised to find him storming back to the bed. She followed after him quickly and Gemini was already sitting up when he got there.

"What?" she demanded.

"You owe my granddaughter an apology."

"For what?" she sneered.

"It's alright Grandpa, really." Gwen insisted.

"She touched me." Gemini muttered, begrudingly. "I didn't mean to hurt her, okay?"

"What's wrong with your back?" Max went on, staring her down.

"Nothing." Gemini grumbled, looking away. "It's nothing."

"If you need medical attention-"

"A scorpion stung me, okay?! It's nothing! It wasn't poisonous!"

"How do you know that?" Gwen asked.

"She's right Gwen. It couldn't have been." Grandpa confirmed. "There aren't any deadly scorpions in the Arizona deserts. But you could be allergic. Now let me see it."

Gemini sighed and turned, sitting cross-legged on the bed. She removed her jacket and put her hands to the bottom of her shirt, hesitating for a moment. Then she pulled the back up enough for Max to see her injury. Gwen gasped at the sight of it. The small sting in the center of her back had swollen up and turned a sickly purple color. She winced and arched her back as a finger poked it suddenly. Gwen and Grandpa looked down at Ben sternly.

"What? You keep a guy awake then he can't even poke a gross scorpion sting to make it worth while?" he asked, increduously.

"No. Now don't touch it again." Max reprimanded.

"Especially if you value that finger." Gemini muttered.

"Hey, we're helping you out lady." Ben replied. "You think you could at least try to be nice."

Gemini turned and glared at him silently. Gwen saw her eyes water up but she didn't cry. She turned her back to them again and crossed her arms. Max went and got the first aid kit to find something for her sting. He returned with a needle and Gwen winced as she watched him inject the strange girl with some kind of serum. She didn't even know Grandpa was prepared for scorpion bites but then again what wasn't he prepared for? Once he'd finished they all just stared at Gemini's back in silence.

"Sooo..." Ben said after a while. "What're we running from anyways?"

"Damion." Gemini whispered.

"Yeah, you said that before." he replied. "But who is he? Is he a normal guy or an alien or a vampire? What?"

"Demon."

"He's a demon?" Gwen gasped. "Do you mean that literally?"

"I know you don't believe me."

"Oh, no. We believe you." Ben smirked. "Now we just need to find him and kick his butt!"

"What're you - You must be insane! Do you know what he will do to you if you attack him?!" she demanded, turning on Ben. "We should still be moving! If he finds me -"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure he seems real tough to you but trust me I can handle him."

"You're quite confident. I'll assume you possess some kind of skill." she admitted. "However, despite who you have faced in the past there is no one like Damion in this world."

"And there's no one like me on this world either." he shot back. "You'll see!"

Ben held up a fist and Gemini noticed the device around his wrist for the first time. She could see that it shone a bright green in her real eye but when she closed it another light shone around it. It was a color she had never seen before in her life. Many colors and yet no color at all. There was something very odd about this watch. The boy himself still shone a shimmering green but as she turned her head she noticed that the girl shone with a different color. It was turning purple for a moment. When she opened her eye she saw that the sun was rising outside the window and the strangers who were so generously helping her were returning to their beds.

"Hopefully..." she whispered as Ben turned his back to her. "I won't."