There was that infamous tiring, low, droning sound of a vehicle running under Don's aching head as his vision came from a blur into focus, a bright world flashing past him as his surroundings settled in his eyes. He was laying on a seat that smelled familiar but seemed exceedingly different somehow. He pulled his head up with a broken groan and glanced around until it finally dawned on him that he was in the back seat. He hadn't ridden in the backseat of a car in months- Maybe years. The last time he could recall it was when he was being taken away in Berlin before everything was sorted out and they couldn't keep him in custody anymore.

It certainly was on the list of things he despised above all else, it reminded him all too much of those few trips to prison and made him slightly claustrophobic with the caged build of automobile back ends. He felt like no more than useless cargo and right now was another of those obnoxious and humiliating times when he realized he was also handcuffed and chained to the bottom of the driver's seat, where Roma sat.

Don couldn't help but smile some at the determined expression on her face, mostly because she was masking so much confusion it made him almost pity the poor thing. He sat up fully, his hair more of a mess than usual and cleared his throat in a well-mannered but mocking way.

"So... Where are we going, pilot?" He asked, batting his eyelashes at her in the rear-view as soon as she made eye contact with him.

"Where do you think, sleeping beauty?" She scoffed, looking away from those torched windows to his soul and back at the road, passing another car in haste.

"Hmmm... Well, I am going to guess somewhere slightly unpleasant given that smug look on your face. So... Disneyland. Absolutely. I'd bet my life on it." He replied, nodding as if he was completely convinced.

"What?! Are you-" Roma stopped herself from yelling at him farther and just rolled her eyes. "I am taking you in, Don. I've had enough of your ruthless games and it's time to stop this."

"In? Where is that?" He asked leaning closer as if interested in this new place.

"TO JAIL! Then prison!" She screamed back at him, frustrated at the jokes he was trying to make. "Besides, Disneyland is NOT the worst place you could go."

"You ever been there?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No."

"Then you don't know." There was a silence between them after he finished speaking in such a foolishly dramatic way as if the amusement and fun of their debate had finally run out and the truth set in for them both. The strangest part being, Roma looked more worried about Don's future than he did.

"Will Malik be there?" He finally asked, sitting back in his seat, looking out the window as he fingered his chains lightly.

"Probably. I haven't called him yet." She answered quietly, keeping her eyes on the road.

"Good... I want him to be there."

"Why?" She questioned, looking back at him now, extremely perplexed. "He's been after you for the better part of his life, why do you want him there to see you caught and brought down finally? Isn't that humiliating for you, seeing as you built much of your reputation mocking him? After all this time a old man was ultimately responsible for catching you after all these years when no one else's men could?"

"That is exactly the point. He's tried the hardest and I want him to get the glory for all he's done for God and country. I'd feel I cheated him otherwise and I dislike that feeling." He answered with a humble nod. "It is well deserved after all I have put him through."

Roma tensed up and clenched the steering-wheel harder as she seemed to realize how insensitive he was being to her on the matter of who deserved revenge and who didn't.

"What about me?" she asked quietly, almost too quietly to be heard.

"Sorry, what? You? What about you?" He returned, appearing puzzled as to why she'd even ask such a thing.

"Malik deserves it the most? Seriously?" She spoke louder now, glaring at him in the rear-view.

"I would have to say so yes... Do you think that your years of chasing me amount to his hard work in the least, Roma? Please, he has devoted his life to catching me because of his loyalty and duty to his country and family, you made a immature choice to hunt vengeance because you lead a painfully boring life anyway and wanted some excitement." Don replied in a nonchalant tone, tilting his head to the side.

"SHUT UP!" She yelled, slamming on the breaks as she slid behind another car at the stop light, turning around in her seat and glaring at him hatefully. "You bloody ruined my life when it was all going perfectly! You keep fucking up my life over and over and you love it! You killed my brother, Don! I didn't want excitement, you bastard, I wanted you dead for what you did to me and to him!"

He just stared at her, as if wondering what it was he said to have upset her so much. "Roma, relax, I am only telling the truth here." He sounded like he was trying to calm a child down.

" You know what? To hell with you, I am bringing you in and no matter how mad you try to make me, I am NOT playing your games anymore!" With that, she turned back around in her seat, turning on the radio and blasting rap music as loud as it could possibly go, sitting there in satisfaction to hear him whining about it.

"Shut that shit off, Roma! ROMA!" He demanded, covering his ears the best he could with the cuffs on, he was forced to lower his head down to where the chains held him, which just moved him closer to the excruciating loud sound so he raised it once more, glaring at the roof of the car.

He slammed his head against the seat behind him, growling lowly. It seems his distraction plan hadn't quite worked out accordingly. It would have been perfect timing too, they were stuck in traffic and he easily could have escaped out the door and over the cars into the dense streets where she'd never be able to follow.

He rolled his head over to the side with a frown and looked out the window again. He paused his pouting though and just blankly gazed out at his surroundings, something suddenly feeling very different... His eyes widened as he slowly sat forward more, turning around and looking over his shoulder out the back window just as three dark vans came skidding into view, masked men hanging out the sides with large guns in hand.

"Vardhaan's men..." He breathed out and looked back at Roma. "ROMA! ROMA, LISTEN! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!" He yelled, but she wouldn't have any of it. She just nodded her head to the music and lowered the window, hanging her arm out of it as if he wasn't even there.

Don frantically whipped his head back around and watched in horror as the vans closed in on them, shoving the other smaller cars out of the way. He looked at Roma then the vans the back and forth again, thinking quickly about what he should do. He was trapped...