Zofia was a lot of things, and according to her sister, most of these things were not exactly desirable. At least for her, they're not. Even then though, there were some qualities Zofia had that even her sister can't deny were good ones.

For example, she was definitely not a pushover by any means.

Which is why she was smiling as she sat next to Jeremiah while they waited for the marriage counselor. Jeremiah was undoubtedly nervous, something Zofia knew was bound to happen, since she herself was nervous as well. It wasn't exactly easy telling someone her marriage was built on top of an unwanted pregnancy, even if it was that person's job to listen to those kinds of things.

Nevertheless, she was the one who wanted this, and she was going to show her dear husband that she was more than willing to go through with it.

Now if that damned counselor would just show up so this can finally get started.

"Zofia and Jeremiah?" a woman asked as she poked her head through the door. Zofia and Jeremiah nodded, prompting the woman to fully enter the room. She took a seat across from them before shaking their hands.

"So hi, my name is Maria and I understand that there is some conflict between you two."

Zofia was expecting Jeremiah to deny it, and she was more than prepared to shut him down once he does, but he just stayed silent. Perhaps he just went along with it because he wanted to get this over with already.

"That's good, neither of you denied it. The first step of solving a problem is acknowledging that there is one."

Jeremiah rolled his eyes, which just so happened to land at Zofia who was giving him the look that said "I told you so". He sighed. This was going to be a long afternoon.

"Ok, so before we get started, how long have you two been married?"

"Just over a year."

"And during that time together, when did you start to realize that there was a problem between you two?"

"Recently, actually." Jeremiah answered before Zofia could. "Zofia was suddenly so persistent about a problem that may or may not be there."

Zofia was surprised that Jeremiah didn't insist that their "problem" was nonexistent, so much so that she almost didn't hear him direct Maria's question of what that problem was to her.

"Oh, uh about that." Zofia never realized how dumb it sounded until she had to actually say it out loud. "I feel like w-we…we don't l-love each other anymore."

For a moment, Maria stayed silent. She looked at both of them before uttering a sigh. "You know, I wish it wasn't, but that is what I hear the most from the couples that sit on that sofa."

She felt bad for it, but knowing other people suffer what they do comforted Zofia. "It is?"

Maria nodded. "I can work with couples that always fight, or those with trust issues. Hell, I can even deal with abuse, but falling out of love? That's kind of hard to treat."

"Thanks for reminding us."

"Hey, I said its hard to treat, I didn't say its impossible." Maria said. "We will work this out, I promise."

Zofia and Jeremiah both nodded, and thus the session began.

"Ok so I will be asking you a few more questions so I can get a better idea of what we're working with here, but before that I just want to know, is there anything that you're not comfortable discussing?"

"Nothing in particular." Jeremiah answered.

"Great! So how is your sex life?"

Starting of with that. Of course. "I'd say its pretty lively."

Zofia slapped Jeremiah's knee. "Don't just talk about that so openly."

"Relax Zofia, this is a safe space. Everything you tell me stays in this room." Maria reassured. "Now, lets get back to the question, how were you able to say that its lively?"

Jeremiah looked puzzled. "What do you mean? What do you want me to say exactly?"

"What makes it lively? What do you two do to spice things up?"

"You do not want to go there." Zofia said "All you need to know is that anything you can think of, we've done it."

"Ok then." Maria said, not expecting to hear that kind of response. "So you two aren't lacking in that department."

"Yes, so can we not talk about that department please?" Zofia asked.

"Moving on then. How do you two treat each other?"

"Just like husband and wife." Jeremiah said.

"You need to be more specific." Maria said "Because there are the husbands that make breakfast for their wives, then there are the ones that serve it to them in bed. It may not seem like it but there's a huge difference between the two."

Jeremiah wouldn't meet the gaze of either of the women in the room with him.

"Judging from that reaction, I'm guessing you're the one who only cooks the breakfast."

The look of guilt on Jeremiah's face all but confirmed it.

"What about you Zofia?" Maria said, giving the hot seat a new occupant. "How do you treat him as his wife?"

Zofia thought long and hard for what she was going to say. She was pretty sure she was a good partner, but judging from the surprised look on Jeremiah's face, he most likely thought the same about himself.

"Are you the type to tell him to stop when he's working too much or are you the type to drag him into bed so he stops?"

Jeremiah's look of guilt soon mirrored into Zofia's face.

"Ok, I see the problem here." Maria concluded. "Look, marriage is not an obligation, it's a privilege. Its not about doing what you're supposed to do, its about going the extra mile for your partner. Anyone can make breakfast for their spouse, but one that feeds it to them, well that just gets the message across more doesn't it?"

Zofia and Jeremiah silently nodded, both of them feeling as if Maria was scolding them instead of trying to work out their problems. Not that she was regretting her decision, but Zofia wasn't as confident as she was when she walked in the room.

"Do you know what to do when a fire is dying?"

Zofia shrugged. "Add more wood?"

"Exactly. We need to rekindle that spark when you two first got together." Maria said "How long did you two know each other before you got married?"

One week. Like hell either of them would say that.

"We'd rather not say."

Maria was expectedly puzzled. "Why would you not want to disclose trivial information like that?"

"We have our reasons."

"That doesn't make it any less vague, but I won't pry. You two are entitled to your privacy."

Jeremiah nodded. "Thank you."

"Let's try a different approach." Maria said, getting up from her chair. "Would you please take my seat."

"Uh, sure." Jeremiah was now face to face across Zofia. "What do we do now?"

"I want you two to look at each other, and try to remember the reason you two got married."

The two of them did as they were told, and after a while, Maria told them to stop.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been a marriage counselor for over ten years, and in those ten years I have made countless couples do that exercise, only a handful had the same look that you two have."

"Is that a good look or a bad look?"

"It's the look that says the reason you two are married isn't in this room right now." Maria said. "Let's start over."

Zofia knew this question was coming but it didn't make it any easier for her to answer it.

"Tell me, Zofia and Jeremiah, what was the real reason you two got married?"

Buck groaned as Zofia half carried him back to the shed they had found. He wanted to pinch himself at first, but the pain in his leg was enough reminder for him that he was awake.

"Are you really here with me Zo?"

"What? Where else would I be."

Buck shrugged. Or at least he tried to. "I don't know, this all seems too good to be true."

"This is good?" Zofia asked.

"Hey, I forced the others to leave me so they can look for you guys quicker. It felt smart at the time but then I was alone and probably about to pass out, so I'll take what I can get."

"You're lucky we found you then."

Buck shook his head. "I'm lucky to be found, but I'm happy to have been found by you."

"Hey, I found you too." Frost cut in.

"And I thank you for that, Tina." Buck said. "Come to think of it, how did you two manage not to fight long enough to look for us?"

"We both wanted to find you." Zofia said.

"Well now you did. I'm assuming you'll be looking for Marius and Meredith next. When you do, what then?"

"We found a logging shed." Frost said "Harry's waiting there right now in case any loggers come back, and he also told Cohen to send a search party if she doesn't hear from us in a while."

"So we just have to wait?"

"Are you not up to it?"

"I don't think I have a choice." Buck said "But I think I'll be fine as long as you guys are with me."

"We still have to look for the other two, but you'll be with Harry, is that enough?"

Buck chuckled. "As long as I'm not alone, I'll take anybody."

"Be careful what you wish for Sebastien." Frost said "We're not the only ones here."

"Yeah, the thought crossed my mind as well. How long do you think we have?"

"They might already be here."

"That's enough." Zofia said, fed up with all the negative energy she was surrounded with ever since they crashed. "Let's just hope Cohen's search party finds us first."

Not much was said by any of them until they had finally reached Harry. Frost and Zofia dropped Buck off and wasted no time in leaving to search for Jager and Meredith.

"Keep him safe Harry." Zofia ordered "We'll be back as soon as we can."

"Wait." Harry said as he gave them a radio "I found these while you were gone. If anything happens, let us know."

Zofia pocketed it, nodded and the two of them went back to look for the others. "They couldn't have gotten far, right?"

Frost shook her head. "From the looks of it, we found Sebastien just after they had left." She said "Thank god we landed near to where he was when we fell."

"And you got mad at me for it."

"I'm not even going to try and explain to you why."

The two of them went on to find a pair of handcuffs on the ground just as they thought the trail started to go cold.

"Looks like Meredith got him to free her."

"Yeah." Frost said absentmindedly. "Hey Zofia, why didn't you stay behind with Sebastien?"

"Hmm?"

"Neither of them are injured, so they don't need two people to look for them. Why did you come with me?"

Zofia shrugged. "Meredith's my responsibility. If anyone is going to bring her back, it should be me." She said "Your turn. Why didn't you stay with him?"

"I'm sure he prefers you to be there with him." Frost responded.

"Tina, you-"

"No, don't talk. Just shut up." Frost cut her off. "I don't like you, but you make Sebastien happy so I guess I can live with you two being together."

Zofia smiled. "You must really love him."

"I literally just told you not to say anything." Frost said "I don't need you patronizing me."

"I'm just saying that if I wasn't in the picture, he'd be lucky to have you."

Frost slugged Zofia in the arm. "That's worse than patronizing me. Just don't talk about Sebastien. At all."

Zofia allowed herself a small chuckle. "Yeah, whatever."

After wading through thick greenery, Zofia and Frost arrived at a ledge at the top of a clearing. It gave them a pretty good view of the area below them, giving Zofia the chance to spot something in the distance.

"If we fall from here, do you think we'll find them too?"

"Get down." Zofia said, tackling Frost to the ground and getting on top of her.

"What the hell are you doing?" Frost demanded, flustered from the sudden and very close contact with the person she had just sorted things out with.

Zofia shushed Frost and the two of them stayed like that for a few tense seconds. Zofia managed to build up the courage and peeked her head out, only to have to duck it back down immediately after.

"Hey, I heard something." A voice said.

"Here we go again." Another voice responded. "You've been hearing things left and right ever since we got here, and yet we haven't found shit."

"I'm telling you man, I heard something."

"Fine then, point to me where you heard it and I'll check it out. If I don't find anything, you better not be here when I get back."

For a moment, Zofia and Frost didn't hear any voices, the silence suggesting the man had chosen not to risk it. This was good news for them because after telling his companion off, the two white masks seemed to move on. It wasn't until she was completely sure that they were gone that Zofia peeked her head out again, then got up entirely.

"Don't ever do that without warning again Zofia."

"Fine. Next time I'll just let them spot you." Zofia said, helping Frost up.

"They're dangerously close to where we were." Frost said "I didn't think they'd get that far this early."

"That means there's way more of them than we thought they'd be. We need to find Streicher and Meredith as fast as we can so we can all be together."

Zofia and Frost carefully got down from the ledge and went in the opposite direction. This was bad, they were running out of time.

Zofia and Jeremiah silently walked back to their car, only choosing to speak once they were back in its privacy.

"So that was a bust."

"I get it Jeremiah, you were right." Zofia said, visibly in a bad mood. "You were right and I was wrong. This whole counselling idea was bullshit."

Jeremiah was unsure of what to say. On one hand, hearing that he was right felt good, but on the other, Zofia had just been reminded that the foundation of their marriage was an unwanted pregnancy, the specific thing she went there to forget in the first place, so maybe that wasn't the best idea at the time.

He settled on not saying anything at all as he started the car and drove back home. The whole experience wasn't completely useless though. Jeremiah was reminded that they were married because of Sofie, but instead of taking it hardly like his wife did, he saw it as motivation.

He and Zofia were in this for the long run, and he was going to be a damned good husband and father.