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Paul immediately stood up, as the helicopter was heard in the distance. Sofia started to scramble in the survival kit. "Here, light the flare!"

Paul walked a small ways, he wanted to make sure the helicopter was close enough to them to be seen. "Just hold on."

Sofia winced as she fought to stand up. "What? Just light it!"

Paul caught her, just as she was about to tumble over. "NO! We only have two, I need to make sure they can see us."

"AY DIOS MIO! THIS COULD BE OUR LAST CHANCE!" Sofia began to tussle with him to get the flares.

Paul never like being ordered around, or anyone trying to fight him. Truth be told, he was surprised he lasted this long with Sofia's antics. He held her arms tight, as he shook her lightly. "Sofia! I'm warning you, STOP WITH THE HITTING!" He released her, and began to walk. "You stay put, I'm going to check, if they are close, if they are, I'll light them. GOT IT!"

"Hurry up!" Sofia for once listened. But not for long, she hobbled a little towards his direction, and began smiling, as she saw the flares going off. She limped as quickly as she could to Paul.

Paul held his hand on his hip, and he frowned at Sofia. "You just can't listen, I told you, I would come back for you."

Sofia caught up with joy, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "We are saved…Thank you."

"You're welcome, now just stand still. Just because your hip is hurt, doesn't mean I won't hold to my promise of taking you over my knee."

Sofia gave a devilishly smile. "I think you have a fetish with spankings."

Paul still had her in his arms, and smirked down at her. "Maybe you will get lucky, and find out."

Sofia stood with her mouth slightly opened. Paul continued to smirk at her. "What's the matter, no come back?"

Sofia began to speak, and several men approached them. One of the men stood in front of the pack. "Bonita, gracias a Dios."

"Uncle Eddie." Sofia did her best to walk over to her uncle Eddie Guerrero, and she hugged him tightly.

Eddie pulled her back and inspected her condition. "We all were so worried, as soon as I got word, we began our search. My brother, would never forgive me, if something happened to his only child." He stopped suddenly and looked at Paul. He walked to Paul, and shook his hand and pulled him into a manly hug. "Muchas Gracias, mi buen amigo." (Thank you very much, my good friend)

Sofia stood in amazement, her uncle never mentioned he knew Paul. "Uncle Eddie, what is this?"

Both Paul and Eddie, laughed as they stared at Sofia. "Paul, is a very good friend of ours. I thought he told you that. Come, let's get out of here."

Sofia narrowed her eyes, as she stared Paul. "That wasn't right, you knew all along."

Paul picked her up and walked towards the helicopter. "You never asked, you assumed, and we all know what assuming gets you."

Sofia was furious, but remained silent as she got into the helicopter. Soon her mood changed to extreme anxiety. Paul felt her tense up, and shook his head. "Flying or Claustrophobia?"

"Claustrophobia."

Eddie rubbed her cheek. "Only for a little bit, Bonita."

Sofia smiled, and instinctively put her head on Paul's shoulder. Paul looked down at her, and without thinking put his arm around her. Eddie looked on at the two, he then grinned boldly. "I see you two are getting along now. Interesting."

Sofia lifted her head up, and Paul removed his arm. Both in unison. "NO WE'RE NOT!"

"That is too bad, with the short notice, there was only one room available at the hotel you are staying at, and I will not be able to complete your transaction until tomorrow or maybe the day after, storm coming in. You two were lucky to arrive when you did."

"Great." Both Paul and Sofia huffed in unison again.

Eddie turned around, and laughed. He could see that something was happening between Paul and his niece, and he was pleased. He never liked or trusted Dave. "Bonita, we are sorry for all your trouble, but rest assured, things will work out. You're Papa and I, will make sure of it."

Several Hours Later at the Hotel…

Paul and Sofia arrived, and both remained quiet as each of them showered and changed. It was now nightfall, and they sat finishing up dinner. Sofia pushed her remaining food around on her plate. She couldn't stop thinking about how Paul didn't tell her how well he knew her uncle, and what exactly Dave told him before his death. She sighed, and looked out of the window. "Why were you so sneaky about knowing my uncle?"

Paul finished chewing his steak, and placed his fork down. He waited several seconds before answering. He was amused at Sofia's facial expression. She had a nerve to be mad. "I thought I covered that."

"No, you didn't. You think this is a joke, you think I'm a joke." Sofia threw her napkin down, and winced as she stood up.

"That's your problem, you show and tell all of your emotions." Paul said between sips of his ice tea. He quickly got up as he noticed her struggling. "You need to sit down."

"Oh, like you care. You made a fool of me, and you enjoyed it." She pushed him away.

"That is it!" Paul lifted her, and went to the couch. He placed her over his knee, and raised his hand. "I told you about the hitting!"

"You're hurting my hip. GET OFF!" Sofia tried to struggle, but managed to fall from his lap, tears instantly sprung to her eyes.

Paul threw up his hands, and kneeled down to her. "I'm sorr…"

"Don't say it, because you don't mean it. All you care about is getting your money, and making me look foolish!" Sofia struggled a bit more.

Paul held her shoulders tightly, and held his breathe, before blurting out. "If I felt that damn way, I wouldn't have saved you…I wouldn't have listened to your rants and your whining….If I was what you are accusing me of….I would have got rid of you…But I didn't…!" Paul abruptly stood up, and walked towards the window, breathing heavily. "DAMMIT!"

Sofia looked in his direction, and she needed to know more. "Why didn't you…Just get rid me…?"

Paul continued to stare out of the window. "I'm not answering you, not until you answer what I asked you."

"Are we back on that again?" Sofia became nervous as her mind flashed back to that horrid day.

Paul turned around and sat on the floor with her. "Yes, because you never finished. You kissed me, trying to avoid it."

Sofia cocked her head. "I kissed you? I think you got that twisted, you kissed me."

"Either way, you liked it. So why can't you answer the question?" Paul studied her face, and moved in closer.

Sofia felt exposed to him, she looked down, and played with the terry cloth belt of her robe. "Like I said, it is very complicated…Dave was a horrible person…He belittled me…He used things against me…How do I really know, you won't do the same?"

Paul moved a little closer, and demanded eye contact, by his smoldering stare. "I'm nothing like Dave…What did he do to you?"

Sofia laughed through the tears that started to fall. "He used to call me the "Barren Princess", he mocked the very thing I always wanted to have…He would call me that every time he forced himself on me, he would actually laugh…He said my father didn't pay him enough…." She held her face in her hands, as she sobbed.

Paul caressed her back, he knew he could be an asshole, but even that was going too far. "He was a prick…And you didn't deserve that. Why didn't you just leave him?"

"You don't get it…My papa made me marry him…My papa bought Dave…We needed him to head the organization…I couldn't just leave…!" She completely broke down, and held her waist, not allowing Paul to touch her.

"Shit…" Paul pulled her close to him. "You did what you had to do, Dave can't hurt you anymore." Paul was becoming upset himself, if he had known what Dave was up to, he would have told Eddie, and the problem would have been taken care of.

Sofia clung onto Paul's robe, as her head rested on his bare chest. "I didn't mean to do it…I walked into the house, and I heard Nicole screaming….I went into the study, and Dave was on top of her…" Sofia was sobbing so, that her words were slurred.

Paul lifted her head, and cupped her face. "Your killing me here, please just calm down. That asshole is gone, and he can't hurt you anymore. I promise you that."

Sofia couldn't stop, she felt her soul getting lighter, so she pushed on. "I hit him first…That made him angry, so he went for me…We fought, and Dave…He…He…backed hand me, and then started choking me…Nicole hit him on the back, and I got free…I knew right there and then, it was him or us…so I got my gun….And….And…I emptied the clip…I-I-I had no choice…!"

Paul held her closer, and stroked her head. If he wasn't feeling anything before, he was definitely starting to feel a connection now, and that was a feeling he wanted to avoid. "It's okay….You listening to me…You did the right thing…"

Paul held Sofia for an hour or more, he continued to console her. He told her over and over she was brave for standing up for herself and Nicole. The more he heard her cries, the angrier he became. Not only by what she went through, but that he had listened to Dave and his lies.

As her sobs slowed down, Paul took the opportunity to push on. He leaned her up to look at her. "You feeling a little better?"

"A little." Sofia wiped her face from all the wetness.

Paul chuckled at how stubborn she is. "I need to ask you one more thing…Where is the gun?"

Sofia figured she has confided this much, and the damage was done. "Damon and Dean, got rid of it. Why?"

Paul closed his eyes as that wasn't the answer he wanted. "Rule number one, if you do a hit, you dispose of your own weapon." She was about to speak, and he put his finger to her lips. "Now listen to me, I'm trying to help you learn. You never let someone have something on you, I don't care how long you have known them. Have you seen the gun since?"

Sofia didn't want to believe they would betray her. "They are not like that, I trust them. And, no I haven't seen it since."

"After we give our statements to the Police, you need to see that gun for yourself, and get rid of it." Paul didn't trust either one of them, they were young and could be easily swayed to work for anyone who was willing to pay them more. "We should both try and get some sleep, it is late."

Sofia struggled to her feet, and Paul held her by the waist. "Are you going to tell Uncle Eddie?"

"I'm sure he figured it out already. Just so you know, Eddie never liked Dave. And, before you ask, I'm telling the Police Dave and I talked about weight lifting and my Gym."

Sofia smiled weakly at Paul. "Thank you. But why the sudden change?"

Paul eased her into bed. "Stop asking so many questions, and try to get some sleep."

Sofia closed her eyes as she felt the bed dip, from Paul's body weight. "Goodnight."

Paul turned off the lights, and turned to Sofia. "Goodnight."

TBC...Thank you for reading...Please leave feedback...Review/Follow/Favorite...? Will it be a good night...Will Paul or Sofia let down their guard…? Thoughts or opinions of the direction of the story are always welcomed...Thanks again XOXO