Dwain sat during dinner and stared at his plate, he didn't have an appetite anymore. Emma sat beside chattering away to her family about all she has done and how she missed working as a nurse. She placed her hand on his as she talked. Dwain looked at their two hands together, and he shook his head slightly. She looked over and smiled, but the smile faded slowly when she saw him. He looked at her and then excused himself from the table.
Ava came back from the reception and placed her shaw on the bed. There was a note on the bed, she picked it up and read it. "Meet me outside." She was confused by the letter, she didn't know who it was from. She wrapped her shaw around her again and headed down the stairs. She walked outside into the dark, she saw someone standing near the tree, "Who's out here?" She was kind of scared but the figure coming closer. "Ava, I've missed you.", Paul came closer to her. "Paul what are you doing here?", she looked up at him. He had bruises on his face and his blood was coming from his forehead. "I needed to see you.", he grabbed her hand and kissed it. "How did you get the note in my room?", she looked at him looking at her hand. "I paid one of the nurses to put it up there.", he looked at her, his peircing green eyes stared at her. "You've gone crazy, don't you know how much trouble you can be in, especially being near an American hospital." She looked at him, she saw he was in pain and she suddenly felt sorry. "I'm sorry....it's just this is such a suprise. I thought you'd be gone.", she held onto his hand. "Run away with me.", he looked at her. For a moment there she was truly considering it. "Why do you want to run?", she asked curious as to what happened to him. "I deserted, they will be looking for me. I tried to fake my death, but they are too smart for that. I shouldn't be here, especially here. But I couldn't go without you.", he held her closer. "Paul..", she tried to finish her sentence but she was cut off by his kiss. "Come with me.", he whispered putting his forehead on hers. "Paul....I don't know if I can.", she replied. He looked at her, "Ava I can't go without you." Ava thought for a moment, "Okay I will....." She kissed him and he placed his hands on her face.
Dwain was upstairs in the room looking out the window, he could see the Eiffel Tower from his room, it was beautiful. He was marveled by the lights. He thought he was over the past but couldn't help but think of Ava. He wondered what she was doing, and if she thought of him ever. He didn't want to think of her, he had given his heart to Emma, and Ava refused to give him her heart. It was a losing battle he fought with himself. As he was lost in his thoughts, he heard Emma come in the room. "Dwain what's amatter?", she stood in the door way. "I don't know. Maybe it's just......I'm tired.", he continued to look out the window. "Alright.", she went to get her night gown on. She came out and kissed his cheek, "Goodnight." She walked over to the bed and pulled the covers close to her. Dwain searched out the window for an answer, anything to tell him what to do.