Shalimar smiled softly in the dark as she pulled the blanket up to cover Emma shoulder. She looked down at the sleeping psionic feeling somewhat let down by the days events. She was as upset with herself as she expected Emma must be. She wanted nothing more than to give the psionic, the woman she loved more than anything, the best anniversary getaway she could and now knew there was no chance of that happening. Shalimar felt her heart start to sink as she watching the psionic sleeping peacefully. She brought her hand up to rest it on her shoulder and rubbed her slowly and gently as if to comfort her. She wished she could rewind the day and start it anew. She didn't ever want Emma to experience anything unpleasant and hated the thought of her being upset. From the moment she and Emma first became a couple she decided she would make every moment of Emma's life filled with happiness from then on. Every moment she was with Emma she especially wanted to be perfect.

Shalimar sighed and turned to look around the sitting room they were in. It wasn't too bad in her opinion. It wasn't right in the walking space and was sort of off to the side so they had some privacy and no one ever came in there. Shalimar glanced around the darkened room to make sure nothing was out of place. She turned her protective gaze back to Emma sleeping soundly on the couch. She wondered how she'd ever make it up to the psionic. As she looked upon the sweet, innocent, angelic face beside her she vowed she'd do whatever it took.

Shalimar placed her hand on the soft cheek of her lover and gently rubbed her with care. Emma twitched and shifted on the couch before finally opening her eyes to see the feral smiling back at her.

"What time is it?" Emma asked half asleep as she gently lifted her head from the pillow.

"Four a.m.," Shalimar answered as she rubbed Emma's back with tenderness.

"You're still up?"

"Yeah, I told you I'd stay up and keep an eye on you." Shalimar smiled and leaned to place a soft kiss on Emma's forehead.

"But you need to drive tomorrow 'cause I can't. You should sleep."

"It's ok, I'll be fine. I'm not really tired," Shalimar reassured her as she was pleased with Emma's concern for her.

"So are our plans ruined?"

"No, I think we can still pull it off."

"Ok."

"Get some rest, hun," Shalimar said with a sweet smile as she rubbed Emma's forehead with the back of her palm. Emma gave half a smile in response and was soon enough back asleep. Shalimar noticed a notepad on the end table next to the couch and picked it up and began to write as she watched carefully over the sleeping psionic beside her.

Hours later Emma began to feel herself slowly awakening to a still darkened room. She turned from the back of the couch to check for Shalimar but found she was nowhere in sight. She felt a slight panic arise inside her as she furled her brow as to the whereabouts of her feral love. She slowly sat up and just as she did so saw a smiling Shalimar walk into the room.

"Oh, hey, hun," Shalimar greeted the psionic as she sat a couple plates down on the coffee table in front of her. "I only left you for a sec to get some of the free breakfast they give away." Shalimar smiled as she sat down the bagels and cups filled with tea in front of them. Emma sat up fully and Shalimar set herself down beside her and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.

"You looked like you slept good," Shalimar said as she began to fix up the bagels.

"Didn't you sleep at all?"

"No," Shalimar answered and handed a bagel to Emma who took it and began to slowly pick at it. "You feeling ok?" Shalimar asked as she inspected the somewhat displaced look on Emma's face.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Shalimar wasn't sure if she was satisfied with Emma's response as she sensed an awkwardness between them.

"What time is it?" the psionic asked still trying to fully awaken.

"Nine a.m.," the feral answered as she sipped her tea and smiled at Emma.

"So we're getting out of her today right? We're gonna go to a place where they actually have life right?"

"Yes, hun, this was just a mistake."

"Good."

"The body shop opens at ten so we just hafta wait 'til then."

"And what are we supposed to do?"

"Pass the time I guess. We could do that thing I've heard they do in relationships. You know, talk."

"About what?"

"You know what."

"Fashion?"

"No, Emma, our relationship."

"What about it?" Emma didn't even flinch at the suggestion and continued eating her breakfast. Shalimar looked over and sighed as she rolled her eyes at the psionic.

"Do you have to make this so difficult, Emma?"

"Difficult? I'm making this difficult? Is it my fault we're stuck here? Is it my fault I spent the entire night on a lumpy sofa?" Emma was careful enough to speak flatly but not harshly towards to feral.

"You're still upset aren't you?"

"No, I'm having a great time, Shal. My back aches, as do my feet and head, and the only sights I've seen so far were the armpits of a fat cook and the open desert like landscape as I walked across it in the heat and rain."

"That's it," Shalimar said in anger as she stood to her feet. "I can't talk this anymore, Emma. I try to take you on a trip for our anniversary and all you do is complain. How do you think that makes me feel? You're supposed to know how bad I feel already but you keep making it worse! Do you enjoy it?"

"Oh yeah," Emma snickered sarcastically, "I'm really enjoying myself here, Shal. Thanks a lot for bringing me."

"I probably would've had more fun if I hadn't and I wouldn't have to hear your bitching the whole time either! You're not helping at all."

"Then why don't you just take me home if you can't stand to be with me? And this time why don't you get directions! Oh, wait a minute," Emma's cocky attitude started to kick into her tone more at the annoyance she was feeling which was brought on by the feral. "You can't take me home because we're stranded."

"Fine, maybe I will take you home as soon as I call the body shop. I'll drop you off and have a good time all by myself, and a less annoying one without you may I add." Shalimar slammed her empty cup down on the table before flashing a pair of yellow eyes at the psionic.

"That's great, maybe we won't ever get to another anniversary."

"Doesn't look like it."

"That's really sweet of you, Shal, thanks a lot," Emma said sarcastically as she watched the feral storming out the door.