Okay this took me a few days but here it is and once again thanks for all of the reviews!

Chapter Nine: Trust?!

Aaron's POV

Silent, that's how he reacted when she had told him she was responsible for creating the chems that they kept him chained too. He just looked at her trying to process what she had just said. He looked in her eyes and found, regret, sadness and a whole lot of fear. She seemed nervous and anxious but unsure what to say or do next. He wasn't sure how he should feel or react for that matter. He was angry, yes but he wasn't really sure who he was more angry at, Lily for creating the drug, himself for getting involved in all of this or the people responsible for using him. He knew time was running out so he grabbed her by the arm firmly which caused her to flinch slightly and duck away. He loosened his grip and propelled her to the passenger side of the car. She seemed hesitant at first but one look at him, she quickly got in, fastened her seat belt and sat there without saying a word. It concerned him that she thought he might hurt her, which he could never do. She never struck him as being a victim but a fighter and it just made him wonder what kind of life she had come from and why she felt the need to create such a thing. He knew he needed to talk to her and find out but he was almost afraid of what she might say, afraid of what he might find out. He knew she must have some kind of good explanation and he also knew she was not on their nice list because they had tried to kill her. After driving for a while in silence, he looked over at her to see that she was staring out the side window seemingly deep in thought. She seemed to shiver slightly, rather from fright or cold he wasn't sure. She had been through so much maybe she was in shock. He frowned at that and turned up the heat in the car, reached into the back seat of the vehicle to grab his coat and with one hand draped it over her left shoulder. She seemed to snap out of her thought and looked at him giving him a whisper of a smile and he returned it with a nod of his head. Then he finally spoke.

"Why?" not taking his eyes off the road he could feel her eyes on him trying to read him. He was about to clarify his question when he heard her take a deep breath.

"My sister" She simply stated. "Her name was Sarah and she was autistic. Even though she was older then I was I always took care of her. Our parent died when I was really young and we were raised by my uncle. To say the rest of our childhood wasn't easy is an understatement." She seemed to drift back into a memory for a minute and then she came back shaking her head slightly. "Anyway, when I was in collage I created a formula for a drug that could be used to help people with the same disorder she had." He stopped her for a moment

"Wait, you were in collage? How old were you?"

"19 and yes I was too young for anyone to take seriously. As a child my escape was books so I became interested in genetic and such at a young age so the more information I gathered the more I wanted to know. My formula had promise and I anonymously sent my material to a company who was looking into different research on how to cure the disorder. I was supposed to get results back on testing and nothing ever came. So I did what I do best and researched the company." She paused for a moment as he nodded to encourage her to continue.

"And what did you find?" She continued

"The company never existed. So I did more digging and found that a private company had set up a bogus front to try and lure out smart minds, take their research and reform it fitting their needs. In this case they were taking soldiars, rewriting their DNA to create a better, stronger individual."

"How did you find this entire thing out?" He asked her. She was determinded he would give her that.

"I figured the best way for me to find out what they were doing with my reaseach was to get in the inside and since no one knew who I really was it was easy. I didn't like what they were doing to you, the chem that were created came from my formula and my reaseach. They redid the formula and created the chems that you take every day." She seemed to be running out of steam and she suddenly seemed very tired.

"I made a mistake, I trusted the wrong people and it has taken me years to find an in. Once I did I wasn't prepared for what I had found." She looked at him suddenly with her eyes brimming with a tear. " I didn't mean for any of this to happen and if I hadn't tried to steal back the reaseach a lot more people would still be alive." He looked at her sharply and suddenly very concerned about her.

"Hey, Doc those people death is not your fault. Maybe stealing company secrets is not the best choice but you didn't kill them. The men in charge did, now we are going to find a place to lay low for the night. You need sleep and food. I'm betting you haven't had either in a while and we need to plan our next move." She just looked at him for a moment.

"You're not mad?" she asked him in a bewildering voice. The truth was he really wasn't mad at her any more. They had used her just as much as they had used him and he was becoming increasingly protective of her. Not that she needed a whole lot of help in that department since she had nearly taken his head off with a frying pan.

"Oh I'm plenty mad, just not at you. I gave them everything, we both did, so now we get it back. I just need you to trust me okay. I know that can't be an easy thing for you but I need you too." After that they found a hotel next to the airport. The plan was to board a plan first thing in the morning to the Philippian's, get him off the chems and regain their life back. Not an easy task.

After he got her to pick at a meal he sent her into the bathroom of their tiny room to get cleaned up. He had a feeling she needed a few minutes to herself and he set to work on their new ID's. After a while, when it had seemed she had been in there to long he started to become concerned. H went to the door and knocked before he entered. He watched her reflection as she met his eyes in the mirror and she had been crying but what had concerned him even more were the bruises that littered her arms and her waist. She saw the concern in his eyes as he turned her around so that she was looking right at him.

"It's alright" She said trying to calm his concern. "I've had worse" this wasn't enough to calm him so she continued as he gently feathered touches on the bruises around her waist. "I got them crawling through an air duct when I was leaving the lab during the shootout." He suddenly looked up at her with so much concern, she explained about the shootout that had happened earlier that day. She had been through a lot and the fight seemed to leave her body. He brushed a lock of hair from her face and without thinking he brushed a light kiss on her forehead. For a moment he just held her there before he cleared his throat and helped her to the bed. When she wouldn't let go of his hand he lay down with her on top the quilt and pulled her close once again. She seemed to settle and became restful. He had thought she was asleep when suddenly she spoke in a very quiet voice.

"Aaron, I do trust you." She wrapped her arms around him tightly before she drifted off to sleep and as he lay there with her in his arms he made a silent vow to protect this woman with every fiber of his being. Because Aaron Cross was completely and utterly in love with his Lily.