Murdoc had quietly watched from the shadows. The fact that she was with MacGyver really stuck in his craw, but at least now he knew why Elodie had ran off. Now he had to decide: take her back or leave her with the man he most wanted to kill. It wasn't an easy choice. He hated MacGyver, but he was keeping Elodie from killing herself.

He'd had so many chances to just shoot the troubleshooter dead, take his daughter and leave, yet... he couldn't do it. Murdoc couldn't kill MacGyver while he was looking after his only daughter. He swore softly as he left. "Kill you later, MacGyver," he whispered.

MacGyver had cleaned and dressed the scratch on Elodie's arm. Jack had been woken up when she'd been brought back inside. Elodie stared ahead with a blank face. Jack decided he should snap his fingers in front of her face. "Hey, wake up," he said as he did so.

Mac caught Elodie's arm as it swung towards Jack's neck. "Bad idea, Jack. What were you thinking," Mac asked.

"I thought I was waking her up!" Jack replied.

"All you did was make her react violently."

Elodie blinked. "I'm awake now," she said. She looked at Jack. "Don't ever try that again. Next time, your windpipe might be crushed.

Jack rubbed his neck self consciously. "Hey, uh, Mac... if it's ok with you, I'm staying far away from this little killer."

This statement caused both Mac and Elodie to stare at him for several long moments. Mac held onto her arms, just in case she decided to attack.

"I never wanted to kill," Elodie finally said. "My family made me kill. It wasn't a choice."

"That wasn't nice to say in front of her," MacGyver told his friend.

"But she's the one related to bloodthirsty killers!" Jack protested while making sure he was further away.

"That's not her choice," Mac said. "You know that no one gets to choose their family. And... you weren't there to see how her family treated her. The things she had to go through... if you'd witnessed that, you'd understand her better than to think she's just a bloodthirsty monster."

"It's curl his hair," Elodie told MacGyver. "He couldn't handle it."