Annalise awoke at five am the next morning as she saw the small clock on the dashboard of the car. She blinked a few times, wondering what was happening as she heard a small snore come from next to her. Annalise slowly looked up and saw Erik was sat upright, his head was hanging downwards. Annalise had turned to bury her face into his flat stomach whilst one of his hands rested on her side and the other was by his side.

"Erik," she mumbled, hitting him lightly in the stomach with her finger as she sat up. She moved his hand from her side as she remained resting against him, her head leaning on his arm just below his shoulder as she yawned. He snorted in his sleep once again as Annalise tried not to laugh lightly. "Erik."

"Hm," he managed a small reply to her and she rolled her eyes. "What is it?"

"It's nearly morning," she simply whispered. "We should be going back to the Division."

"Yeah," he nodded once in weak agreement. "Whatever you say."

"How did you sleep?"

"I slept fine once you had stopped tossing and turning in your sleep."

"Well you're not very comfy to lie on," she assured him and he rolled his eyes at her, blinking quickly and rubbing his cheek.

"Well we won't have to sleep in a car again, will we?" he asked rhetorically and she shrugged.

"You never know the future," she told him and he looked at her for a moment, unable to hold back a small grin which was coming from his face. Annalise raised a brow, wondering what was so funny as his hand moved out to her, flattening out her blonde hair which had come loose from the ponytail she had kept it in.

"What is it?" she asked him, her own hand moving to the other side of her hair.

"Your hair...this is the second time I've seen it out of place." He told her simply and she groaned quietly.

"You have no idea how long it will take me to sort this bird's nest out," she complained and the smirk on Erik's face seemed to become larger as he shook his head, twirling a curl in his finger.

"You're so vain," he told her and she pursed her lips and shrugged.

"I can't help that," she whispered back to him and he shook his head.

"I suppose not," he whispered. "You still look better than some people I've seen."

"Is that some form of deranged compliment?" she teased him as he let go of her hair and she moved the rear view mirror so that she could see what to do about her hair.

"If it makes you feel any vainer," he tormented and she went to hit him quickly on the stomach but he grabbed onto her wrist to stop her.

"You really do need to learn how to fight better," he whispered.

"If you say so Monsieur Lensherr," she humoured him and took her wrist back, going back to playing with her hair.

"Do-" Annalise began to ask Erik something but before she could manage anything there was a large popping noise which entered the vehicle. Erik's eyes went large as he saw the red creature in the car. His hand automatically moved to Annalise but he was too slow. The red man had hold of her by her elbow and before Erik could comprehend anything she had gone. She had been taken from the car.

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"Get the hell off of me!" Annalise snapped as she felt her feet touch surface again. His hand remained wrapped around her wrist as she struggled to get out from his hold, fighting against him as he finally let her go.

"Amoureux," his deep voice rang out and Annalise took in the surroundings of where she was. He had no right to call her sweetheart. It was a large room with plush carpets and big sofas. A desk was positioned near a wall and it contained a lot of paperwork resting on top of it. She automatically spun to look at where she had heard the voice come from and she saw him there. He was stood wearing a black suit, his hands clasped together as his eyes stared at Annalise. The blonde woman was sat on the sofa as Schmidt dismissed the red creature back to the control room.

"Thank you Azazel," he said as Emma stood up, pouring a glass of brandy from the small table which contained a drinks cabinet.

"What is going on?" Annalise snapped at him.

"That is no way to talk to your father Anna," he said. God he had given her a nickname already. "I had Emma track you down. She too is a telepath. It would seem there are a lot of them going around at the moment, would you not agree?"

"I don't particularly care," Annalise said, folding her arms. "Where am I?"

"On my submarine," he informed her. "I had hoped to be able to bring you here when you came onto the boat with young Erik Lensherr that evening."

"And as I told you, I would rather die than be here," she promised him.

"Well there is no way off unless you would like to drown," he assured her and Emma handed him the small glass which she poured him. He took it, gracing her with a small smile. "I plan for you to go back to Erik soon, don't worry darling."

"Then why am I here?"

"I need you to do something," Shaw informed her.

"This must be some kind of sick joke," she said to him and he shook his head, downing the alcohol in his glass and then handing it back to Emma.

"I don't joke Annalise," he assured her.

"I won't do anything for you," she said through gritted teeth. "I will never do anything for you."

"Erik has managed to consume you with revenge," he made a tut noise.

"No," she said through gritted teeth. "You did that when you killed my mother."

"I did it for your own good," he promised her. "Your mother was not like you or I. She did not develop any mutations...as soon as I found out about you I made sure that I had her brought to me. I would have settled for joint custody with you. I wanted to help you. I didn't want you to be scared of the powers which you had. Your mother had the option to do as I had asked and she didn't."

"You didn't need to kill her," Annalise shook her head. "I...you...I've seen what you did to Erik...I saw how you hurt him...and then you just left me...one day you were there and the next I was being placed into care with my Aunt..."

"I had to go," he replied as if it were obvious. "If I had stayed then I would have been stuck in a jail cell. What use would I have been there?"

"As much use as you are now," she informed him. "I don't care about you...you're nothing to me..."

"I wish things had been different," Shaw sighed, sounding as if he truly wished that. Annalise shook her head at him.

"Don't say that," she pleaded. "I don't wish that at all."

"You do my love," he spoke. "I could have taught you so much. You could be as powerful as Emma is."

"Shut up," she simply snapped at him. "Let me off of here now."

"I will do," he promised. "But I need you to do something for me."

"What?" she asked, hoping he would let her go if she simply spoke to him.

"I need you to allow Emma to enter your mind. Your walls have been up and she hasn't been able to do so," he said and she snorted.

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I need to know what the telepath is planning," Shaw spoke and Emma perched herself on the edge of the desk.

"Charles would know about this," she replied, shaking her head quickly. "It wouldn't work. That is the worst plan I've heard in a while."

"He won't remember anything," Shaw informed her. "Because you can block him out like you did Emma."

"I don't know if I can," she replied.

"You can and you will," he nodded sternly at her. "If you do this for me then I shall make you one promise."

Shaw advanced towards her, circling her like a predator does its prey and she remained stood still, not knowing what to do. He stood behind her his hand stroking her blonde hair as she tried not the dry wretch at what he was doing.

"You and Erik Lensherr are close, aren't you?" he checked with her. "I know he wants to kill me but he won't succeed. I would kill him before he had a chance to do so...you remember my mutation my dear. I can easily kill him if I need to."

"Emma has tapped into your mind," he whispered into her ear. "She knows how the two of you are bonding. I don't want to hurt you my love. I don't need to hurt you or him. But when the time comes and if he finally manages to gain the chance to kill me then I will spare him. I will hurt him but I will spare him."

Annalise remained silent, not knowing what to say back to him as she felt herself want to cry. He stood beside her, his thumb resting onto her cheek and removing the stray from her face.

"You're much prettier when you don't cry my dear," he whispered to her. "I take it that you will do it then."

"I should just kill you right now," Annalise whispered and Shaw chuckled.

"You couldn't kill your own father," he simply stated. "Now will you do it?"

Annalise thought for a second. She allowed a small nod to come from her body and Shaw clasped his hands together.

"Wonderful," he spoke. "I shall have Azazel return you back to Erik. Emma shall be in your mind and you shall let her. The other telepath won't have any idea."

"Erik will find you," she promised him as Emma whistled for Azazel to return which he did so in a pop.

"I don't doubt it sweetheart. And when he does then I shall remember this little arrangement of ours. Now Azazel, take Anna back to the base and then return."

"Da." He agreed quickly, grabbing onto her hand as Shaw looked at her one more time.

"When this is all over then I will have you back my dear. I can promise you that."

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