" she told him, rubbing his back. "Are you drunk?" she asked. She didn't think he was.He shook his head slowly, still not looking at her. He got up th...n, pulling his pants on in the dark."Where are you going?" she asked. "Are you leaving?" I gotta go," he mumbled."Ryan! Don't leave!"He ignored her, sitting on the bed as he quickly tied his shoes. She touched his arm, but he shook her off."Ryan! Talk to me!" she begged, in tears.He left quietly. She lay back in the bed, crying. Why wouldn't he. “Yes” I managed to croak out of my suddenly dry mouth, I felt like I was about to pass out. My face was hot feeling, my hear racing, I’m sure I was blushing.I looked at the magazines behind the counter, trying to determine which one would have the most slutty porn for me to feast my eyes on and masturbate my hard cock to.“Ummm, a Pent - Penthouse magazine p-please.” I managed to stutter to her.A frown briefly touched her face, but without a word she turned, reached down to a Penthouse magazine. ‘Not every night, but sometimes. Why?’ My voice clearly held the ‘it’s none of your business’ tone, which he promptly ignored. He shifted, not looking at me, and said, ‘Sometimes…you cry.’ ‘I do not!’ I denied and in the next breath confirmed what he had said. ‘How do you know? You spy on me?’ He looked at me in the eyes and I felt the numb ache that had begun with his statement spread through my chest, reaching tentative fingers out to tickle my limbs. I recalled the nights that I had. "I'm not sure ... it's not something that I programmed." Amy says."I am unsure of what it could be. The alarm is different then it's normally." Saitx says."Whatever it is, it's giving us a location..." Amy says."Where?" Joshua asks."35° 56' 4.749" N by 115° 22' 22.529" W" Amy explains."Where's that?" Tamaya asks."Nevada desert. Whoa." Amy says bringing up a map in on the screen."We should check it out." Joshua says."But, what if it's a trap?" Tamaya asks."There are no civilians for a few miles.