"There is something about her that is so familiar," Lexa said as Raven walked off as her and Clark were cuddling by the fire. "I know her from somewhere but I just don't know where."

"Maybe you guys went to the same high school," Clark said.

"Possibly," Lexa replied. "But anyways, I want to thank you for inviting me tonight. I've really missed you."

Clark put her head on Lexas shoulder as they snuggled together by the fire, wrapped in a large blanket.

"Really?" Clark asked. "I was actually scared to invite you because I really didn't know how you felt about me and that night."

"Clarke, we've been texting almost every day since you left the nature reserve. I don't just text anybody you know." Lexa said with a smile.

"Good. I thought you were just texting me back just because it was something to do. To pass the time."

Before Clark started her next sentence, she noticed Octavia walking back toward the fire with a sad look on her face with her hands in her pockets. She was pretty much just kicking sand as she walked and looked a bit defeated.

"Hey I'm going to go talk to Octavia for a minute. I think something's wrong." Clark got up and walked over to Octavia.

"Hey what's up?" Clarke said placing her hand on Octavias upper arm. "Why did Raven leave?"

"She went home," Octavia replied looking up at Clarke with tears in her eyes.

"You're crying just because she went home?" Clarke said looking confused. "Wow, you must really like her. Its ok Octavia, it's pretty late and I'm sure she has to work or something tomorrow."

"But I just asked her to be my girlfriend. She said yes and literally 2 seconds later she just left," Octavia explained. "Why would she say yes to be my girlfriend then all of a sudden just leave. It was like she was rushing to get away from me or something."

"That is a bit strange, but maybe she stays with her parents and has a curfew or something."

"No. No she doesn't stay with her parents. She told me today." Octavia stressed. "She got a text and after she read the text, immediately left. Seriously, do you think there's someone else? Am I getting played?"

"I honestly don't know O, but from what I saw today, she seems like a cool person. But you should just talk to her about it before jumping to conclusions." Clark said.

"Yeah I guess so. I guess you're right." Octavia said.

"Come on, let's go home. It really is getting pretty late." Clark said as she put her arm around Octavias shoulders.


Raven went to the house from the text and retrieve the $600 that was required of her. When see arrived at the place that she needed to deliver the money to, instead of staying silent like she usually did, she decided to speak up.

"I need to speak to Gatz," Raven said.

"No one speaks to Gatz," said a man with a raspy voice behind the door.

"I need to speak with Gatz about inventory", Raven demanded.

"He ain't here sweet thang. I suggest you leave unless you want to make a few extra bucks giving it up for some of the men in here. You got a fine piece of ass for a cripple," the man said peeking through the mail slit in the door.

Raven really didn't have a clue what she was doing. She needed the money in order to support her family back in Cuba but at the same time she wanted to stop her illegal activity due to fear of losing Octavia. She finally had something good in her life and she didn't want to ruin it.

Then she figured that if she told the man behind the door who her father was, then maybe she'd get to talk to Gatz.

"My father was Emilio Reyes," Raven informed the man behind the door.

When the man heard who Raven was, he immediately unlocked several bolts on the door and opened it. The man was about 6 feet tall with a scarred faced that looked like it had been stabbed with a knife. His scar went from his nose all the way to his right ear. He was holding a pistol in his hand and was pointing it directly at Ravens face. He was shocked to see Raven, knowing that he was the daughter of Emilio Reyes.

"Get in here Reyes," the man said gesturing for Raven to come in with his gun.

Raven walked in the door with the gun still pointed at her head. The man would not let his guard down.

"Head to the back, Reyes," the man insisted.

As Raven walked to the back of the house, she passed up a number of different rooms. One room looked like where they counted the money and goods. It was about 4-5 people in the room counting. The next room looked like some sort of sex room. It seemed to be where men paid for sex. There was another room with a pool table fill with loud people placing bets, using crack, and drinking.

Finally Raven reached a back door that was red. The guy with the gun knocked on the door.

"Boss, you have a visitor," he said.

"I'm not taking visitors today!" Gatz yelled. "Get that thru your thick skull, Dice!

"Boss, you don't want to turn this guest away. It's Reyes' kid"

"Fine, send her end."

Raven walked into the room. It was a large office with a big desk in the middle. Gatz sat behind the desk in a black leather chair and there was another man in the corner who looked like a bodyguard. Mounted on the walls were framed guns, a framed $100 bill, and pictures of people that Raven assumed were Gatz' family.

"So what brings you here Reyes?" Gatz asked. "And please have a seat my dear."

"I um… I was wondering if I'm done. Am I done paying off the debt?"

"Reyes, Reyes, Reyes. Unfortunately for you, you've only just begun to pay off your debt." Gatz laughed.

"But, I've been doing everything you say since I was 5 years old. I've been paying off this debt for 15 years now." Raven said shakily.

"15 years is not worth 3 deaths of my men, Reyes. Your father took the lives of 3 of my men and that's worth a lifetime of debt. In fact, you're lucky I didn't kill you back then and you're lucky I don't kill you right now." Gatz threatened pulling out a gun from under his desk.

"Sir. I'm really grateful toward you for allowing me to live. But the deaths were my fathers doing sir." Raven said looking at her feet. "Not mine. I've been stealing for you at least 4-5 times each week. It's just really hard for me to keep up and the assignments have been getting harder and harder. Is there any way we can work something out?"

Gatz leaned back in his chair pondering.

"Reyes, I like you. But I hate ungrateful bitches. This is the deal. You're going to keep stealing for me 4-5 times a week, plus on the weekend you're going to come here and prostitute." Gatz said with a smile on his face. "I've always wanted you to prostitute for me but I wanted to wait until you were of the proper age. Now seems like the perfect time to start."

Ravens mouth trembled as she grabbed tightly to the arms of the chair.

"Please! Please, sir. Don't make me do it," Raven begged.

"My decision is made." Gatz announced. "Beady, show Reyes to the sex room."

Beady, the body guard in the corner, roughly grabbed Raven by the arm and pushed her toward the door.

"Wait! Wait! I can make a better offer!" Raven yelled as she struggled off the ground.

"And what offer may that be, my dear?" Gatz said relaxing in is seat while smoking a cigar.

"I work in a gun range," Raven said. She noticed that Gatz eyes widened. "I can get you guns and ammo. Please."

"Hmmmmm, that's not a bad idea Reyes." Gatz replied letting out a cloud of smoke. "Keep the guns and ammo coming and you got yourself a deal. But once the guns stop, it's off to the sex room my darling. Now scram!"

Beady pushed her out of the room and slammed the door. Raven walked back toward the entrance regretting her decision to try and reason with Gatz. She passed the sex room and stared at the old, dumpy looking men taking advantage of the women. The women looked miserable.

She continued out of the front door and got in her car. As soon as she closed the door to her car, she cried with her head on the stirring wheel, defeated.