Eventually tiredness won out and she fell asleep.She had barely slept just under three hours when she woke and realized he was not in the sleeper and ...hat the truck was on the road moving. She found her clothes and got dressed and came back into the front of the cab. She was caught off guard when she looked out the windows it was still dark outside, "What time is it?"He looked at the clock on his dash, "Just a bit after 3 AM. I'm getting close to my turn off towards the South to my. . why tonight?" What you just told me," Dex answered. "Those were my exact thoughts as I tried to cover Megan. I would rather die myself because I couldn't stand the guilt if she did. Ever since my mother died, I have felt guilt - I should have been able to stop it. I was supposed to be protecting her, and I couldn't." Elise, my first thought was that you were wrong to feel that way. Those other deaths weren't your fault. You shouldn't feel guilty because you couldn't stop them. Then it hit me. Rusalka brushed away the disbelief and skidded to a stop with her sword held high to guard against an attack that didn’t follow. Instead, Davy Jones stood in the spot she was just at. His sword held away and down at the deck from his body. A thin line spread horizontally across the Demon Lord’s chest and a small trickle of black blood flowed from the cut. Very unexpected. He remarked. I cannot remember the last one, demon or otherwise able to strike me. Ye need to get out more. Rusalka spat.. As the nylon tricot slid across his arm, she held his hand, enjoying the reaction. Somewhat to her surprise, she heard him "ssssst" as the slip slid across his arm and there was no mistaking the look in his eyes. This guy clearly liked slips. She thought, "Oh you have no idea what is in store for you this afternoon." She smiled a warm smile, "I'm Jasmine." The hand shake lingered a bit too long. She pressed the attack. "Does your wife wear slips?" "My wife passed away some time ago. I am.