Hello everyone, I have returned!

Theory Time:

Is Elena Mutter?- I think that is a pretty safe bet, but just wait and see.

Does Elena own the inn they just stayed at?- Oh, Elena owns everything. She is Donald's mother after all. XD

Is Rose evil?- Well, everything Rose has done she feels is justifiable, so, you can make that decision later. You know, after you meet her.

Is Giselle going to do something horrible?- Again, she has justified her plan as being honorable, but, you'll see.

Elena's Inn, Third Floor, Suite 29A,

Unable to tolerate the beeping of her watch any longer, Giselle clicked the alarm off. She had to be careful in doing so, as Chase's head was still sleeping soundly against her outstretched arm. Giselle reached across to try to take her watch off, but the slight movement was enough to awake Chase.

"Good morning," Giselle smiled. "Ready for one last day of driving?"

Chase nodded, rubbing his still tired eyes. "Uh, yeah. But, why are we on the couch?"

"We were up in the middle of the night. You had a nightmare, remember?" Giselle asked carefully.

Chase rubbed his eyes, slowly remembering the events of the previous night. "Oh, yeah,"

"So, you want to get some breakfast?" Giselle asked.

"Can we just grab it on our way out of town?" Chase asked. "I really want to get going,"

"Sure," Giselle replied. "Just give me a little bit to get ready, then we can sign out,"

Chase waited impatiently; it only took him a few to get his stuff together whereas Giselle took seemingly forever to get ready. "Giselle, are you trying to stall or something?"

Giselle laughed. "Of course not Chase-y. I'm just a woman,"

"A high maintenance woman," Chase grumbled.

"Hey, that is no way to talk to your mother young man," Giselle teased.

Chase narrowed his eyes. "You're not my mother," he snapped.

Giselle rolled her eyes. "I was just messing around hun. You'll get to see your real mother soon, so relax,"

"Let's go then," Chase huffed, stalking towards the elevator. Giselle cautiously followed the angsty teenager all the way towards the front desk, where she proceeded to check out.

By the time Giselle got to their car, Chase was already in the passenger seat.

Giselle smiled and hopped into the driver's seat, starting the car and heading towards Miami.

"Hey, hey Giselle?" Chase finally spoke up after around twenty minutes of driving.

"Yeah Chase?" Giselle asked, surprised that he was suddenly talking to her.

"I just, um, wanted to say thanks," Chase murmured.

"For what?" Giselle asked.

"For last night," Chase answered.

And for once, the silence between them was not awkward, not hostile, not full of tension, but nice. It was nice.

Donald's Office, Davenport Industries Building,

"And why would you want to take down Sin Rostro?" Donald asked in disbelief. "What would be in it for you?"

"Maybe I just want to clear the Davenport name, after all, the Marbella and our family have become a joke!" Elena huffed.

"Since when have you ever cared about the Davenport name? Or the Marbella? Or about our family's reputation? To us, you aren't even member of this family any more," Donald hissed.

Elena took a deep breath before she replied, knowing well that she deserved any and all hurtful things her son would say to her. "I understand that you feel that way Donald but-"

"And now you suddenly reappear and expect me to accept you as my mother with open arms? Team up to take down a ruthless crime lord for mother and son bonding? That isn't happening," Donald snorted.

"Even if you don't adore me Donald you can still help me take Sin Rostro down," Elena muttered.

Donald leaned over his desk towards his mother. "And what could you possibly get out of taking Sin Rostro down?"

"That is my business Donald. I have my reasons, just as I know that you have personal reasons for wanting Sin Rostro gone as well," Elena replied.

Donald narrowed his eyes. "And how would you know that,"

"Mother's intuition," Elena smirked.

Donald huffed. "Surely that's it,"

Elena rolled her eyes. "Fine, I've been keeping tabs on you these past years,"

"Awe, how sweet, you occasionally spied on the son you abandoned," Donald swooned.

"That is enough Donald! I get that you are mad at me for leaving, but I had no other choice!" Elena snapped.

"No other choice? You could have stayed!" Donald shouted.

"Stayed?" Elena echoed in disbelief. "Donald, I had just came here to America, and within less than a year I had already gotten married and had a son. I was scared, your father was controlling, manipulative, you know that! I had to get out of there, and when you father offered me that chance to leave I took it!"

"Along with 400 million dollars," Donald seethed.

Elena sighed. "Fine, your father did pay me before I left. And I used it to start a new life, how does that make me such a horrible person?"

"Because you left me behind!" Donald moaned. "You took the money from Dad, signed away any paternal rights and left me behind!"

"Donald, I had to get out of there," Elena countered. "I wasn't safe-"

"But I was?" Donald questioned. "You make Dad out to be some monster, some abusive, dangerous villain that you had to escape from. But if he was so horrible why did you leave me with him?"

"Because I didn't know what else to do!" Elena cried. "Your father would have never let me leave without you, leaving you behind was the only way to do what was best,"

"What was best for you," Donald said pointedly. He turned away from his mother, eyes locked on his desk work. "You should leave,"

"Fine," Elena whispered. "Call me if you ever change your mind,"

If you did not know the cruel, harsh person Elena normally was, you might say she was about to cry as she left the room. And if you knew Donald Davenport, you would definitely see how he was crying himself behind the stacks of documents and contracts.

On the road, again,

"How many miles do we have left?!" Chase asked excitedly, as if he was a small child on his way to a toy store.

"Like 52, so just calm down kid," Giselle informed him.

"Yes!" Chase cried. "That is less than an hour away!"

"Yep," Giselle sighed.

Chase looked at her. "You okay?"

Giselle shrugged. "I guess I am just not as excited as you are,"

"Well, that would make sense," Chase nodded. "I have a lot to look forward too,"

Giselle had to break into a smile. "And you think I'm not?"

Chase thought for a moment. "I thought you would be upset, because you would be going back to prison soon,"

"That's okay," Giselle said. "Because we'll get to see Rose soon, and it will be worth it,"

"Really?" Chase asked.

Giselle nodded. " Of course, I am anxious to see an old friend,"

"Were you two that close?" Chase asked.

"We were," Giselle shrugged. "Until about twenty years ago,"

Chase shifted uncomfortably. "You mean, back when you dated Douglas?"

"Yeah," Giselle sighed. "But that isn't the only reason we stopped being friends. Sure, I was pretty mad about Rose stealing him from me, but we had other things going on in our lives as well. Everything isn't about Douglas, you know,"

Chase smirked. "Although he may believe it,"

"Exactly," Giselle laughed.

"So, what else was going on that got in the way of your friendship?" Chase asked curiously.

"Back, back when we were in college my father passed away, and after that Rose and I started fighting a lot," Giselle explained.

"Why?" Chase asked.

Giselle shrugged. "Rose and I were good friends growing up, I mean, she practically lived at our house. She looked up to my dad, and they were close. Really close. She was practically my sister, and his daughter. He mentored her, and they were probably closer than we were,"

"How, how did he die?" Chase asked carefully.

"He was killed by Sin Rostro," Giselle replied simply, keeping her focus set on the road ahead.

Chase decided not to let the sudden silence bother him; he was almost to Miami. Almost to her.

So please leave a review letting me know what you thought of this chapter, they story, any theories. They are so much fun to read! Next Chapter, we will get to see Rose, and the return of two detectives!

Anyways, Chapter 8 will be here before you know it, but don't forget to remind me to update. Thanks! ~AzulaTano.