After arriving at the safe house, Gabe carefully carries Tory from the car and gingerly walked down the rough hewn steps that led to the under ground cavern he had come to know as home. Drake strode ahead to open the steel enforced door, openable by a select few who he trusted enough with the passcode and voice recognition he used for security. Like most of his kind Drake detested being underground, his power weakend by lack of access to the sun. His unease showed in the harsh line of his shoulders as he entered. Watching her thrash Gabe felt helpless, he wanted to help, he knew he couldn't, all he could do was stroke her scarlet hair, sing what had once been her favourite song and hope she woke up without the hatred he had come to expect. He looked up at the sound of the door opening, his hand lingering on the line of her cheek. Drake strode in." Ok our op is totally fucked man, were supposed to watch her, make sure she wasn't taken like the others, and yet here we are and, sorry bro but I'm not here to watch you stroke her like a puppy". Drake shook his head as Gabe ignored him..."look man you know I'm in your side, but we're here for a reason..you know how she feels". Gabe glanced up, his blue eyes flashing...."I know, can't I enjoy it while she's not looking at me with hatred" He looked away sharp..knowing had betrayed too much. Drake sucked in a sharp breath.." Yeah man I understand..let me know when she wakes".