The air was cold and greeting to little hope that blossomed with warm flutters to your chest, the sound of the plane and chatter from officers like a beehive you lost yourself in — shaking through your coat out of nerves alone. Nerves you wouldn't settle until you were home. It still didn't feel real. You'd managed to escape him despite everything he had against you — the man who thought he controlled everything — to find help and resources back home. You felt warm, looking to the hand that guided you towards the stairs of the plane and the rumble of a dying engine.

You squeeze the manilla envelope holding your new life and felt secure for the first time in years.

It didn't register at first, until your nerves shuddered — gaze turning to follow the bright lights beaming from the three cars that pulled up to the jet. Confusion turned to fear as many doors opened, armed men stepping out from each side. You caught a glimpse from the Mercedes and your heart constricted — frame moving to bolt only to be pulled back by the dressed official beside you. Held still...the officers around you...did nothing.

No- no- gods no—

His smile burned as the jet died — guards swarming the area as he strode with that ever-cocky air. "Running so soon, little bunny~" Theodore called with humor to your plight — your features filled with terror as you tried to squirm free from the arms he opened to you, letting you take in all his glory. "Ah-" he smiled, drinking in your feeble horror with a look of pride, the male stopping before you with a looped item in hand. "It's been too long, sweet one- I missed you terribly~"

Each breath hurt, steps coward back as tears berate your eyes. "How—"

"Did I know? My naive little darling...did you truly believe I didn't know?" He smiles, rustling your collar. "I knew from minute one, because I set up every detail...practically guided you through escape, and I applaud you for the show, my dear~" His head tilts. "You really do eat from my palm...so let us see how well you remember, pet. Kneel."