The morning light was creeping through the windows when I opened my eyes. I was underneath the covers and I stretched out my body raising my arms above my head a little surprised that Tbag had never handcuffed me to make sure I didn't try to escape. I guess he sort of trusted me after all. I rolled over on to my side to see if Tbag was still sleeping but he was absent from the bed. Quickly sitting up, I allowed my eyes to roam the entire room trying to spot him but he was nowhere to be seen.

My head was throbbing and felt like bricks were weighing it down. I placed my hands on either side of my head just trying to stop the pounding. The bruises and scrapes were clearly visible up my arms and probably across my face. My body felt like it weighed tons as I tried to swing my legs off of the bed to the floor. Where the hell was Tbag? I highly doubted he would have left me here, but where has he gone? I pulled myself to my feet and started to move about the room thinking Tbag was just hiding somewhere. The bathroom was empty, and he wasn't in sight in any other part of the room. The next place I searched was the closet where the bag of money was indeed missing. Tbag had clearly left the room and took the money with him (Another sign that he didn't trust me).

After a few minutes of waiting, the door to the hotel room finally clicked open. I was sitting on the bed with my knees pulled up to my chest trying to do something to stop my headache. Tbag strolled in looking happier than usual. He was grinning from ear to ear and the bag of money was casually thrown over his shoulder. He noticed I was awake and nearly came sprinting over to the bed in excitement.

"Do I have a surprise for you Laneykins." He said giddily.

He was excited about the surprise while I just felt nervous. It was hard to feel excited about surprises from Tbag. He pulled on my hands so I was standing on my feet and started dragging me all over the room. I was trying to dig my heels into the carpet so he could stop for two seconds and tell me what was going on. He stopped right outside of the bathroom and spun around to face me.

"Take a shower first and I will explain everything to you." He ordered.

Without a second thought, he released my hands and quickly exited the room as quickly as he entered. I stood there staring at the door for a few minutes trying to figure out what just happened. Tbag said he had a surprise planned for me, and I had no idea if that was a good or bad thing. I figured I should take this opportunity while he was out of the room to take a shower. I had a feeling that Tbag was going to force me to go wherever he wanted to take me, so I might as well make myself look decent.

I scurried into the tiny bathroom and quickly locked the door behind me not taking any chances. I turned on the water and flipped the knob to the hottest setting. I shimmied out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. It felt like a miracle that I was able to shower two times within the past two days. I had to take advantage of every opportunity I got. Stepping out of the steamy shower, I wrapped one of the towels snuggly around my body and used my free hand to wipe across the mirror in an attempt to clean it off. I looked at my reflection and could see the cuts and bruises from Bellick and Geary, but collectively I thought I looked ok. Considering all this time I had been spending with Tbag, I could look a lot worse. I moved over to the door and quietly clicked the lock opening the door just enough to poke my head through and looked around the room to find it completely deserted.

I exited the bathroom and slowly approached the bed. A yellow summer dress was spread across it with matching shoes and a note.

"Downstairs, one hour."

I rolled my eyes at the command and lifted the dress into the air by the straps. My face started to flush when I noticed the undergarments were underneath the dress. In order to pick them out, Tbag would have had to picture me in them, and the thought made shudder. I looked back at the dress and a dry lump formed in my throat. I don't think I have ever owned anything that bright; that was Melanie's territory.

I quickly slipped on the undergarments and pulled the dress over my head surprised at how perfect everything fit. I stepped into the bathroom to take a look in the mirror. I ran my hands over my hips and turned in a circle twice examining every inch of my look. It really was a beautiful dress and Tbag was going to all of this trouble for me and I had to admit that it felt good. I was growing too accustomed to prison uniforms so this was a nice change.

When I was satisfied with how I looked, I moved to work on my hair. As my dark locks just fell past my shoulders, I grinned at myself in the mirror thinking back to when John chopped all of my hair off and it was starting to grow out again.

After I deemed myself ready, I slipped on my shoes and stepped out the door. My heart was pounding as I reached the stairs. I had absolutely no idea what Tbag was planning, and to be honest his surprises usually scared me. But he wouldn't have me get this dressed up if he was going to do something bad right? I lightly gripped the railing and slowly took the stairs one at a time.

It was a spiral staircase so I couldn't see the lobby until I rounded the last turn. I spotted Tbag at the bottom of the stairs looking down at his feet with his hand in his pocket. He was wearing khaki pants and a sky blue button up shirt. The color suited him well. He finally looked up at me as I stepped off of the last stair and approached him biting my lip nervously.

"My, my Laneykins. You look simply b-e-a-utiful."

"You clean up nice yourself, but what's all this for?" I asked curiously.

He didn't answer, but instead held out his arm for me to take. I stared at it briefly before slipping my arm through his. He led me out the door of the hotel and to our awaiting car. I should have asked him where he was able to get the wheels in such short notice, but I was too shocked to open my mouth. He opened the door for me and slipped into the driver's seat.

The ride to wherever Tbag was taking me was unusually quiet for us. Tbag was tapping his fingers against the steering wheel, and I had never seen him act this nervous before. He turned and caught me looking at him so I quickly averted my eyes out the window. I could feel his gaze on me and I had to struggle not to look at him. We quickly drove through town and Tbag whipped the car into an unfamiliar parking lot. I opened my mouth to speak, but Tbag hopped out of the car, and moved over to open my door. Very gentleman like in my opinion.

"Shut your eyes." He said.

I kept sitting there just staring up at him. I really didn't want to shut my eyes for this surprise, and Tbag almost looked angry at my noncompliance. Finally after what seemed like an endless staring contest, I lightly shut my eyes. Tbag helped me out of the car and held me against his chest. He used the sleeve of his missing hand to cover my eyes so I couldn't peek. His other hand was gripping my arm firmly so he could guide me. He guided me a couple of blocks and it was extremely uncomfortable not being able to see for that long. I had a new appreciation for blind people everywhere. I could smell water and I guessed we were on the docks somewhere. We must have been close to some river or lake. Tbag loosened his grip on my arm to wrap it snuggly around my waist. The breeze was blowing off the water and I shivered as it covered my bare legs in goose bumps.

"Now can I open my eyes?" I whispered to Tbag.

He leaned in so his lips brushed against my ear.

"Not yet."

His breath tickled and I turned my head to the side. Tbag finally stopped walking and for a few moments we were just standing still. My stomach was doing flips I was so nervous of what I would see when he let me look. He released my waist and brought his other hand to cover my eyes. My hands were balling up into fists and relax over and over again.

"Open your eyes," Tbag whispered.

He removed his hands and I slowly opened my eyes. My mouth dropped and I gasped at what I was standing in front of. It was a boat. Not just a boat, a huge boat. White lights were strewn across the deck and they were illuminating a table for two. A solo candle was sitting on the table and it was lit and reflecting brightly off of the dishes in place. I looked back to Tbag with wonder because I couldn't believe that he did all of this. How did he accomplish this? He simply shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal. I hit him on the shoulder and lightly jogged down the deck to where the boat was waiting. Getting closer to the water made it slightly colder and the wind was blowing hair around my face.

I was standing at the end of the dock waiting for Tbag to catch up to me. There was a gap between the dock and the boat, and one misstep would land you in the water. I didn't trust myself to make the jump in this dress. Tbag was soon standing my side and he gave me a look daring me to risk the jump. When I shook my head back and forth, he called me a chicken and jumped over to the boat. He reached out his arms for me to take and I gripped them tightly as I jumped forward to the boat. I I lost my balance and fell into Tbag. He gripped me around the waist trying to steady me, and I put my hands up to his chest. Both of his hands were resting on my lower back and titled my head up to look at him. He smirked at me and released me.

He escorted me over to the table where he politely pulled my chair out for me. I took my seat and gracefully crossed my legs at the ankle. I watched as Tbag walked over to where a cooler was resting and he flipped the lid onto the floor. He reached into the icy water where our drink was awaiting. He pulled out the bottle and I inspected in closely.

"Is that just water?" I asked slightly confused.

Tbag smirked slightly.

"Well, for your information, I couldn't buy any actual alcohol without being carded so this will have to do. Escaped convicts don't have identification."

"Ever heard of a fake? Even I had one when I was younger."

I couldn't suppress the laugh that escaped my lips and Tbag glared at me. I giggled again. I didn't mind the water and I gladly took the glass Tbag handed over. I was happy that Tbag wasn't able to provide real alcohol. The last thing I needed to be doing was getting drunk.

"I am also no cook, and good help is so hard to find these days, so our meal selection is somewhat limited."

I titled my head to the side trying to figure out what he was going to serve me. He reached down where his seat was and pulled out a pizza box. He lifted up the lid and inside was a steaming cheese pizza. Screw the giggle. My hand covered my mouth to try and stop my laughing so hard and I nearly choked on my drink. Tbag glared at me misinterpreting my laughing. I put my hand out in the air trying to explain myself when I settled down.

"It's perfect," I said with a smile.

Tbag smiled proudly and took his seat across the table from me. The pizza box sat in the middle of the table as we both hungrily reached for a piece. I can't even remember the last time I had pizza so I eagerly started digging in. Tbag was just sitting there watching me with a grin, and it made me a little self-conscious. I sat up a little straighter and took a light sip out of my glass. Tbag shook his head back and forth.

"Don't stop on my account."

"How can you not be devouring this pizza right now? Unless you preferred the taste of prison food."

I smiled at him, but didn't resume eating my pizza. We were having an endless staring contest, both of us trying to figure out what to say. He bit his lip before taking a sip out of his glass, and I mocked him in the exact same way.

"Ok, how about I ask you a question, and if you answer then you can ask me a question?" I asked. Taking another bite out of my pizza.

"Shoot Laneykins." He said.

I sucked in my cheeks trying to think of the right question to ask. This may be my one and only chance to get to know the story behind the real Tbag. Tbag quickly sat up a little straighter and it made me flinch.

"Too slow my turn for a question. What made you want to become a federal agent?"

That certainly wasn't the question I was expecting. I had to look down and take another sip out of my glass. Tbag never took his eyes off of me for an instant.

"Well that is what my father had been doing all of his life, and it is what he taught me." I answered.

"Didn't you ever want to do anything else?"

"Sure I did, but all I ever wanted to do since I was little was to please my father."

Tbag raised an eyebrow at me before letting out a light chuckle.

"That doesn't surprise me, you don't seem like the federal agent type."

I felt slightly offended. "Hey now, how long did a fool you into thinking I was someone else?"

He waved his hand like that was not a big deal, "All that proves is you are good at lying. In my personal experience at evading the authorities, federal agents are adept at two things. Fighting and killing. You don't seem to be good at either."

Again, I felt offended. "I was one of the top students in my class. They trained me how to fight better than anyone."

"I didn't say you weren't trained how to fight, I said that you aren't capable of using your training to get the things you want."

"That's not how it works. If I started hurting people to get whatever I wanted…well then that would make me like you."

Tbag grinned widely at me like he was proud, "you see that's why I don't understand members of the justice system. You strut around thinking everyone is beneath you when in reality you are no different than us common killers."

"But we are different, T. That's the crucial difference between common killers and the members of the justice system. They both have the capabilities of causing death and destruction, but police and people like me choose not to."

"I'm not arguing with you about the tactics of the fine authorities, but do you think if it came down to it that you could take someone's life?"

I wanted to answer, I wanted to tell Tbag right in his face that I could kill someone, but I couldn't say anything, and he knew I couldn't. I don't know why I felt like it was such a bad thing that I couldn't take someone's life, but I felt so miniscule sitting next to Tbag.

"I…. I don't know what to say. I don't like the idea of causing people pain or making them suffer. I never have." I admitted.

Tbag snorted, "did you ever think, perhaps that you picked the wrong occupation? In my opinion, hurting people is what the feds excel at."

"That's not true." I said defensively. "federal agents pride themselves in honorably upholding the law." Even as I said the words my mind couldn't help but drift over to the recent activities of Agent Mahone. One could hardly say that he was acting honorably, but I didn't have much room to judge. I helped released eight convicts from prison.

"Can we change the subject off of me please?" I asked growing uncomfortable. Tbag smirked, but didn't say anything.

"So wherever it is that you are taking me to this Susan, what's so special about her?"

Tbag looked at me as though I asked him what makes the sky blue or why the grass is green.

"She is the love of my life. Plus, I owe her a visit." He said mysteriously.

I raised my eyebrows at him. I am pretty sure there was a threatening tone underneath that sentence.

"You are putting an awful lot of faith in this woman even though she turned you in," I said.

Tbag scowled at me briefly. I sucked in my cheeks and took another piece of pizza out of the box. It was still steaming and the cheese was practically sliding off the pizza.

"Would you travel across the country to see Tweener?" Tbag asked sticking out his tongue.

I couldn't bring myself to look up at Tbag. I knew what he wanted me to say, but could I really give him my honest answer?

"That's different," I said weakly.

Tbag snorted and had to down another glass of his drink. I finally gained the courage to look up at him.

"If you ask me Laneykins, it is exactly the same."

I titled my head to the side waiting to hear Tbag's explanation. I'm sure he thought it was brilliant.

"Your relationship with Tweener has never been perfect, but no matter what you would never give up on him."

"Yeah, I would never give up on him because our feelings for each other are reciprocal. Susan turned you over to the authorities. Do you really think she still cares about you?"

I knew what I said was a little harsh, but it was like Tbag was living in an alternate reality where he believed everyone cared about his well-being. I had my suspicions that if Susan turned him in it was probably because she wanted him to rot in prison so she never had to see him again. Tbag didn't like what I had to say.

I opened my mouth to protest, but he held up his hand and cut me off.

"Feelings don't just go away Laneykins. The actions of someone can say a lot about a person, but their feelings are true. If Tweener decided to up and leave you one day would you believe for a second that he stopped loving you?"

I couldn't stop the smile forming on my face. He was probably right.

"The difference is that Tweener never gave up on me, and I never gave up on him. Susan wants nothing to do with you and you are going after her anyway. Not because you love her, but for your little revenge."

I knew it was too far the moment I said it. He was looking at me with pure rage in his eyes, and I was expecting him to flip the table over and attack me. He was gripping his glass so hard that I thought the glass was going to shatter. He stood up quickly causing me to lean back in my seat. He was breathing heavily in and out and he looked absolutely terrifying. But then he surprised me by starting to laugh. He looked like a madman as he sat back down in his seat.

"You know, I think you are the only person that could say something like that to me and not get their throat slit."

"I guess I'm just lucky." I said with a raised eyebrow.

"Something like that." Tbag responded.

We sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few moments. We always got awkward when we had personal conversations. I couldn't even make eye contact with Tbag so I resorted to taking another drink out of my glass. Tbag was helping himself to another piece of pizza and at this rate our little dinner would be over soon.

"What is all of this for?" I asked waving my arms around the entire boat. It was all too extravagant and I had never been treated this way before.

"It is pretty simple Laneykins. Last night you told me that ever since we began this trip together it has been nothing but terror and misery for you. I decided to make you eat your words and give you a little fun."

I drank the last little sip of my drink and raised my eyebrow at him, "Is there your idea of fun? No offense this whole thing is amazing T, but it seems like more of a date to me than fun." I said trying to gain a reaction out of him.

"Oh this isn't fun to you?" Tbag said with a frustrated sigh, "Alright then come with me."

Tbag quickly stood up and grabbed ahold of my hand pulling me to my feet. He was not telling me anything about where he was taking me now, but I was afraid I opened my big mouth in patronizing his dinner idea. He hopped off of the boat pulling me along until we reached the docks. He was walking around like he knew exactly where he was headed even though I had no idea. This place didn't look familiar to me at all due to the fact I was blindfolded when we first arrived. I could see the car ahead and assumed that Tbag was going to take us back to the hotel. I was a little surprised when he walked straight passed the car almost like he didn't realize it was our car.

"Hey where are we going? Look, I'm sorry what I said, the pizza and boat was amazing." I said but Tbag only hushed me.

After several minutes of walking, well Tbag walking and pulling me along behind him we reached this little clearing in the center of this town. I thought it was an odd place to be in the midst of people where we could be recognized. There were bricks in the middle of the road and that is exactly where Tbag was taking me. I kept my eyes on the ground and noticed these decorative holes in the bricks almost like they were purposely designed there.

I was paying too much attention to the bricks that I ran right into the back of Tbag when he stopped walking. Was this where he was taking me? To the middle of some bricks? I looked up at him with a confused look but he was just smiling at me.

"What exactly is this place?" I asked a little suspicious.

"This is where the fun is." Tbag said eagerly pulling me by the arm.

He pulled on my arm bringing me closer to his body as he wrapped his arm around my waist holding me in position. His other hand cupped my hand as I knew where this was headed. Of course people had to stop and watch as Tbag started dancing with me like an idiot. I was too embarrassed to even look him in the face.

"Is this what fun is to you because right now I feel stupid." I admitted.

Tbag kept smiling and kept dancing. I made my eyes look around at the crowd of people watching us with smiles on their faces. We must really have looked like a couple with our outfits and proximity and it wasn't fair to me that I was being considered a couple with Tbag. Most of the people watching us had these grins on their faces like they knew some sort of secret. It was then that I heard some sort of rumbling starting at my feet. I glanced down at my feet and then quickly back up to Tbag trying to figure out what was going on. Tbag was still grinning at me and started to mouth numbers counting backwards.

"3…2…1…" he mouthed.

I didn't have time to register what he was doing before the rumbling grew so loud that I couldn't hear anything else. Before I could blink, a jet stream of water started shooting upwards from the outer holes around us. I gasped turning in circles watching all of the streams and I could faintly hear Tbag chuckling. The people around us all started cheering as the water started getting closer and closer. The jet stream of water would shoot out of the ground and then briefly disappear while another stream came out. They were getting closer and the only thing I could think of was not getting wet. I started to run away, but Tbag grabbed ahold of my arm turning me in a circle. One of the streams shot out soaking my feet and causing me to slip.

Suddenly I didn't care about getting wet and I pushed Tbag backwards right as water came soaring into the air effectively drenching his entire body. I started laughing and running trying to beat the water before I got wet. My hair was already dripping as it felt like it was raining outside. I screamed out loud when one of the streams came a little too close to my face. I turned my face up towards the sky and started spinning in circles as the water closed in around me. Tbag was suddenly behind me and I felt his arm go around my waist. He lifted me into the air and started spinning around in circles and I couldn't stop laughing.

He set me back on the ground and turned me around to face him. I stepped closer to him and we resumed our dance. My arm was slipped around his neck as we swayed back and forth. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even realize the water had stopped until Tbag had stopped us. The people around us were still watching and they were laughing at the sight they just witnessed. It must be the joke around this area to get the tourists to go near this fountain. I sheepishly smiled back at the people until they started to disperse. I looked back to Tbag with a grin as he started leading me away. Suddenly all of my thoughts seemed to vanish and no matter what my fate held, I was never going to forget this day.