A/N: Poor Cain. He can't win for losing.
Wyatt had to get out of that room before he did something stupid. Or at least more embarrassing.
He walked into the hallway with no real destination in mind. He stared at the box in his hands, he held it with awe and reverence.
"She made me a gift." he breathed to himself. The Crown Princess of the OZ had made him a gift with her own, two hands. He couldn't believe she'd done this, especially after all the work she'd done on planing his party. This was all too much.
He stopped and sank down onto a bench, still staring at the bright wrapping paper. "Why?" he mumbled, stroking the ribbon. He had a hard time understanding the female mind in general and DG seemed to be an entirely new species.
She drove him absolutely nuts. She was disobedient, she jumped into things without thinking, was entirely too trusting, and was a magnet for danger. He sighed heavily before continuing. She was also forgiving, loyal to a fault, and so full of love that everyone around her just needed to stand there and they could feel it.
He shook his head with a sardonic chuckle. How does she always seem to win? Even in arguments in his head, her good qualities somehow find dominance! It was infuriating.
He was the one that was supposed to serve others, not the other way around. But DG and Jeb had been right. He'd cut himself off emotionally, and it was hard getting that part of himself to start letting others do things for him.
He took a deep breath and pulled at the ribbon tying the package together. It slipped off easily and he laid it beside him on the bench. He tore at the paper carefully, not wanting to harm anything that she'd done. When the paper was off and folded next to him he let out the breath he'd been holding.
He lifted the lid on the small package and folded back the tissue inside. What lay in the box was something that looked like a wallet only a slightly larger. He was intrigued. He lifted it out and set the box aside.
He unfolded the soft leather and what met his eyes inside made him let loose a long string of colorful expletives.
A/N: Did you know I'm fond of cliffhangers? Feel free to hate me now. XD