"Lara?" Lara heard her name being said and she looked at Bryce.

"The tables stand for: Innocence, Life, Salvation, and Energy."

Bryce and Hillary looked at Lara in complete shock. "Bloody hell. So, the Amulet of Ilse is really the Amulet of the Tables." He scoffed, "What a tricky way of putting it. Kind of clever really- hiding the true meaning in abbreviations which mean something as well."

Lara nodded. "God really isn't as dumb as you think he is, Bryce." She smirked as Bryce's face showed a light red. Lara turned serious again.

"Bryce, you said something about a brother amulet. Did you find anything else on that?" She watched her tech shake his head.

"Not really." He furrowed his eyebrows in deep thought. Then, something hit him. "Wait. There was something. Uh..." Bryce scratched his head in deep thought. Something told Lara that he wouldn't remember for a long time.

Hillary watched as the befuddled tech scratched madly at his head.

"Wouldn't it be easier, Master Bryce, to simply go back to your resources?" Bryce ceased his itching hands.

"Quite right, Hillary! You're absolutely right." Quickly, Bryce ran into the Tinkering Room and slid into his chair. "Okay, 'Amulet of God's Word'." He typed this in again and the search options popped up. Scrolling down the page, Bryce searched for the link that he had clicked on last night, but there was nothing that even closely resembled it.

"Hold on. It's not here. Lara, it's gone. The site was here, I assure you..." Bryce ran his fingers through his hair as an idea occurred to him. "History!" He exclaimed as he moved the cursor.

Clicking on the menu, Bryce moved the cursor until 'History' showed up. He clicked on it. There was the link! Hastily, he clicked on it and let the page load. The page loaded all right, but not the right one.

'Error: This Page Does Not Exist'.

"Bugger."

Alex groaned as his eyes opened to a blinding light that seeped through the opening in his curtains. He felt awfully cold, and he realized that he didn't have the sheets on.

"Or clothes," he muttered to himself, looking down. Since he had broken into Lara's house, he didn't have any extra clothes, and the ones that he had worn the other night were soaked in blood. No chance of him donning those again. West searched through the huge bureau across from his bed. Nothing. There was nothing in this entire room for him to don.

"Well," Alex said blandly, "there's always towels..." West smirked as he wrapped a large towel around his waist and secured it.

"Let's hope this doesn't fall off."

He made his way down the hall to the main staircase and saw Lara, Hillary, and Bryce in the tech room. Carefully, he made his way down the stairs and stopped in the doorway.

"Hillary," Alex spoke and watched all three pairs of eyes dart his way. He studied their faces for a moment. Hillary had his eyebrows raised and half of his mouth open while Bryce's face was shaken with surprise. Lara, however, had turned her head back to the computer screen as soon as she had seen him. Alex began to explain himself:

"Hillary, could I borrow some clothes? There weren't any in my room, and mine are soaked..." He watched as the butler nodded and began to walk his way.

"No," The familiar sound of Lara echoed in his ears. He stood there, unsure of what to do, until his eyes met hers. She strode toward him and gestured with a finger.

"Follow me."

Lara exited the tech room with Alex in tow. In the doorway, she stopped and spun around.

"Hillary, please get started with this mess." She saw him nod and she turned back toward the staircase. Alex followed silently behind her, picking his way through the dead bodies. They resumed to the second floor without speaking and turned right. Soon, they reached a large oak door and Lara effortlessly pushed it open. She made her way to the opposite end of the room and flung open a set of doors.

"You can take any outfit you'd like. Just remember to shut the doors when you're finished." She walked back toward the door, but a gentle hand caught hers. Lara looked up into the eyes of Alex.

"Anything else?" She watched him shake his head at her, but he didn't let go of her hand.

The tension was unbearable. Alex just couldn't seem to let go of Lara's hand, and he didn't even wonder if she cared. All he wanted was to be with her, and he couldn't tell her. She must know how he felt!

Say something, Alex. Something... intelligent! His mind screamed at him, but nothing came...until:

"I thought I'd lost you."

The words spilled out of him uncontrollably. He watched her peer at him through her long eyelashes. Her gaze became not cold, but friendly, and her words were almost teasing.

"I don't get lost."

He smirked shortly as she winked at him and left the room. God, he loved that girl.