"Where's Ale?" Nate asked, looking around the living room. They had gotten everything out of Lucille and were now waiting for the food to be delivered. "I thought she would have at least waited to leave until she could say goodbye."

"She took her bags and hailed a cab as soon as we pulled up to the bar," Parker shrugged, everyone else looking at her. "She wanted to leave. I wasn't going to stop her."

"Well you could have tried to convince her to stay. Or offered to help her. Or ask her when she was planning on stopping by," Sophie offered, Parker staring at her blankly.

"Why would I do that?"

"I don't know Parker," Sophie said, shaking her head.

"Do you think she's alright?" Eliot asked, the team looking at him. Those were the first words he had spoken to them since Sophie yelled at him.

"We can check," Hardison sang, pulling out his laptop. "We installed cameras in the house when she first went missing so we could monitor any other activity. They are still active."

"We really shouldn't intrude on Ale's life," Nate said, already feeling badly about leaving the com on earlier.

"Yes we should if it means we know how she's handling this," Sophie argued, Hardison looking between the two like arguing parents.

"Fine. But we will tell her someday that we watched her."

"Fine. Roll it, Hardison."

The cameras popped up on the screen, Ale walking into the foyer of the house. The team watched as she slowly set down her bags, flipping on some lights.

Ale's first stop was the kitchen, sucking in a breath as she saw the mess her captors left. There was glass all over the floor, and blood smeared on the counters. Ale didn't expect that Lio had cleaned it up, but she was wishing he had.

Ale began picking up the glass, her hands trembling. Once she finished picking up the glass she got a bowl full of soapy water, hoping, in vain, that the suds would be enough to wipe away some of the evidence of her attack.

"She shouldn't have to do that," Parker whispered. The team looked at her, Parker shrugging. "It's just…if I got attacked, I would not want to clean up my own blood. And I definitely wouldn't use soapy water when it had been there for so long, but I don't think that she's thinking clearly."

"You are very right, Parker," Sophie said, Parker seeming pleased with herself.

Ale realized how stupid she was to think soapy water would clean anything so she gave up on the kitchen for the moment, going into the living room. Before she disappeared she and Lio were in the middle of a game of Monopoly. It was still set up on the coffee table, Lio's and her pieces next to each other.

Even in a game they couldn't be separated.

That was all Ale needed to break. She crumpled to the ground, her knees pulled to her chest as she cried.

Ale cried for a few hours before she finally drifted off to sleep on the floor.

"We should go get her," Sophie cooed, she and Nate the only ones still watching her.

"And tell her what?" Nate asked, Sophie shrugging.

"We could bring leftovers to her."

"Why don't we leave her for now? Give her some space?"

"Fine. But she might be on a downward spiral that we have to stop, you know."

"I understand. Do you also know that she hasn't had any time to deal with anything that's happened yet? If you had a loss as big as hers, her entire family, and some of her innocence, would you want a bunch of people you barely know around you at all times?"

Sophie looked at him for a moment, a little upset with how angry he was at her. Then again, she knew he had dealt with a big loss too, and she didn't want to push it.

"I would just want to know that someone is there," Sophie whispered, walking out of the room.

Nate continued to watch the screen, though, thinking back to when he had lost his entire world, too.

A/N: I know these past few chapters have been short and things seem slow BUT once Ale is over this hump things will really get moving!

I promise!

Thank you for reading and thank you for your reviews! They all mean so much!