Davy was still rubbing and nursing the redness on his wrists from the shackles. Once the initial shock from his kiss with Cate, he realized he was stuck in his bindings with no one to release him. Eventually, Blaze had come down to free him. Cate must have sent Blaze after remembering the way she had left him.

During his additional imprisonment within his imprisonment, he didn't want to think. Davy spent his time humming and singing any Monkees song he could think of. His voice was now hoarse and raspy. He wasn't ready at that time to reflect on the intimate moment he had spent with Cate. Avoidance was his best bet at the time. Now though, he had to do something. Who knew when she would come back? And when she did it was safe to say that she would be looking for some answers as to what he was thinking.

Davy didn't want to admit it, but the kiss was amazing. He had never experienced anything like that. Sure he had had his fair share of kissing partners and those we great. This kiss was different. On the other end of Cate's lips were more than shallow intentions. He could feel the love and devotion pouring out from her and being offered to him. When was another time that had happened? Never.

Perhaps, Davy had judged Cate too harshly. He had continued to rebuff her advances and she did the only thing she could think of to get him to listen. Can't fault her for being bold. What lengths had he gone to so a girl would go out with him? Okay, maybe not this extreme, but Micky did dress up like a female chaperone before for him. Everyone gets carried away.

He shook his head fiercely. What am I thinking? This situation was seriously turning him upside down. Davy was certainly more comfortable with his current situation. He was somewhere in between aversion for his captor and what she had done as well as thinking that what she had done was not allthat bad. He was even looking forward to her returning and dare he even think that he missed her.

"You're outta your mind," Davy said aloud to himself.

"Can't imagine why," said a voice from outside his cell.

Davy was startled and looked up quickly the source of the commentary. He made his way to the bars and came face to face with someone familiar. "You!"

"I apologize; I have got to stop surprising people like this. It's my second time today," Mr. Zero said expressionless hopping off a perch.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, this is Hell and I live here too."

"Not down here, you fiend. By me and my cell. You sure are not welcome."

"I thought you could use some company."

"Right…I'm sure you already know that I have enough company from Cate. What do you really want?"

"I'm checking up on you."

"For Cate?"

"Actually, no. For my own general concern."

"Since when are you concerned about me?"

"Well, you are being held prisoner in Hell. It's enough to make anyone 'outta their mind' as you would put it."

"Thanks for your concern, but I'm absolutely fine."

"Are you trying to convince me or you?" Mr. Zero questioned as Davy shot him a glare. "Look I know that she's playing mind games with you. I need you to do something for me. Be a little bit stronger, wait a little bit longer, help is on its way."

"Did you just use my own song lyrics to give me a pep talk?"

With that Mr. Zero was gone in a puff of smoke, leaving Davy to wonder what his intentions were as well of the meaning of what he last said.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Mike asked Micky who was turning his map around in all directions.

"We followed the address Mr. Zero gave us," Micky answered.

"I don't see how the entrance to Hell can be between a flower shop and an ice cream parlor," Mike deadpanned as he heaved a heavy black bag full of supplies on his shoulder.

"Don't you see Mike," Peter offered, "it's the perfect cover having the scariest place in between two nonthreatening stores."

"I mean it is in this ominous alley in between," Micky added.

"I guess if he doesn't find us he will come looking for us anyway," Mike conceded. "We are seconds away from 12. He should be here soon."

"And we commence Mission: Zero to Hero," Micky said rubbing his hands together.

"That's not a Monkees song!" Peter exclaimed feigning offence.

"Sometimes other titles just fit better into my plans," Micky explained.

After the words were uttered by Micky, the ground began to quake and crack open. The three friends held on to each other as well as the surrounding walls. Once the quaking was finished, the crack in the road revealed a stone staircase going downward with fire torches lining the walls. The guys looked around to ensure that no one was watching them.

"Here goes nothing," Mike said grabbing a torch and leading the way down the steps.

Smoke swirled in front of Davy's cell, which he was standing front and center for. He began coughing and waving away the smoke from around him. "You know that secondhand smoke can't be good for me. I breathe it in, but I don't know what it's doing to me. Could be a spell."

"You're still struggling to breathe…" Cate began and was shocked by the sight in front of her. "You're only wearing your boxers?"

"It's hot down here. If you weren't so focused on keeping me hostage and more focused on keeping me comfortable, I wouldn't have had to resort to this."

"You look adorable," Cate blushed. "As much as I want to see you like this, you need to get dressed."

"What for? I would think after last time your further plans would be leading here," Davy said gesturing to his body.

"Adorable. No seriously, clothes now." Cate snapped and Davy was immediately dressed. "I think I can trust you enough now to show you around and let you see what you may be getting yourself into." She unlocked the cell door and Davy was free to roam.

"Word to the wise, take things slow and don't make any sudden moves. I may rule down here, but there's no telling what these beasts may do. You are still a mere mortal."

Davy treaded carefully next to Cate observing all that hell had to offer. It was not the fire, lava, and ragged clothing he had imagined. It was much like any of the nightclubs he and the guys had played in. There were tables with people discussing different topics and people dancing to jazz and rock-n-roll.

"Not what I expected," Davy stated.

"Not all sinners have committed horrible sins. Sometimes sins are considered swearing, listening to 'Satan's' music, and not following the norms of beliefs. This is Hell Lite. Wouldn't want to take you to the trenches with the murderers and criminals right away. Not a first date scene."

"You're too kind," Davy said as they took a seat at one of the empty tables.

Davy stared at Cate anxiously as she looked for the right words to say.

"I've already told you my motives for bringing you to me in the first place, but I think I owe you more. More of my heartfelt feelings. I know that I can't make you stay and there's nothing I can say or do to change that. I do want you to know that I'm incomplete. My life is very demanding and I have little space for reprieve from it. I know that I need a love that is equally demanding to pull myself away from throwing myself into this work. Since you've been here as strong as an exterior as I've been putting on, I'm weak for you. You are the best thing to happen to me. I can keep on living the way I have been and I'm not afraid to be alone, at the same time I don't want to be without you. I want to know where your heart is."

Davy heart ached for Cate. He felt compassion for her. She just wanted to be loved by someone. She was a powerful entity and still had the needs any other living thing. Love and attention. He chose his words carefully.

"You want me to tell you I'm in love with you."

Cate put her head down ashamed, "I'm not looking to sway you, make you feel sorry for me. I just want to know where you stand with me so far. I know we haven't exactly had the best track record…"

"You have been doing things that hurt me, even though I know that wasn't always your intention…"

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Call it an unhealthy relationship," Davy said lifting her head up so they were making eye contact, "but I actually have been enjoying this dynamic we have going on. It's a little irresistible."

Cate looked into Davy's eyes with tears glistening inside her own. It seemed as though she was waiting for Davy to tell her that this was all a cruel joke. "Really?"

"I'm warming up to you. I wouldn't say love is there. I would say I hadn't been giving you a fair chance. I'm willing to do that."

Davy leaned forward and took Cate's lips in his. It was partially a test to see if the sparks were still there and because he couldn't fight the urge to kiss her any longer. It was every bit as perfect as he had remembered. As Davy broke away, he looked at Cate and saw the mixture of satisfaction and disbelief on her face. A smile curled onto his face at her reaction.

"I'm willing to wait for you to figure things out for yourself," Cate said trying to catch her breath again. She seemed to sink comfortably into her chair while staring dreamily at her paramour.

"Well I can't quite figure things out sitting 'round here," Davy said standing up and extending his hand towards Cate. "Lead the way."

Cate took his hand gently and lead him into the dark abyss.