"Episode 18 - Some sweet memories." 

Chills ran down my spine. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Gabe looked shocked himself.

"What?" His hand tightened in mine.

Santiago chuckled. "Don't worry, someone else killed him at the end any ways." I wanted to know what he was talking about I refrained from asking for the time being.

"That... was him." I tilted my head towards Gabe. Finally, Santiago cracked an amused smile but that quickly tuned into a frown. He stared down at me, his red eyes focused on me, arm tightened around me.

"I can't believe you're alive. I..." His voice faded. The woman behind him sniffed, her long manicured long nails rubbed his arm on the other side. It calmed him immediately. I quickly looked back at him, wondering how to proceed. The jittery emotion I felt was dissipating, leaving me in an awkward mood. I wrenched away from both of the men and turned to face Santiago.

"How? How are you alive?" Everyone in the elevator was staring at me like I was acting like a crazy person. Who wouldn't in my position. "I thought my whole family was dead. I thought..." My voice broke slightly, prompting Santiago to reach out his hands for me. Stepping away from his protective gesture, I let his hand fall. He appeared hurt but so was I. "I thought my whole family was dead. Until Gabe came into my life, I..." I paused, before I blurted out I wanted to die in front of total strangers. That's when it struck me. Santiago, despite being my blood, was a total stranger to me.

"I thought you were dead too." Santiago tried to reason with me. I looked at Gabe. I needed him so desperately. I needed to be alone with him. He was my life line, my sanity. I looked around the confined elevator, feeling suffocated.

"This is too much. I can't..." I couldn't process seeing him. I started to pace the width of elevator, acting like a crazy person.

"Niñera, It's me. Your big brother." He tried to approach me just as the elevator dinged. I didn't know who's place this was but deep inside me, the little child who trusted her brother with her life, knew it was a safe place. I bolted out, rushing past startled men in black suits that scattered around the living room and headed straight for the hall way to the right. I burst through the door farthest away from the living room.

"Don't worry, just give her a minute to process." I heard Gabe's voice get louder with each word. Good. I needed to speak to him. The room I entered was large and the bedroom was painted with bright colours. My face turned down in disgust.

Gabe soon came through, not giving me enough time to absorb my surroundings.

"This is utter madness." My hands spread out to my sides, fingers flared. "I can't believe this. This is too much. Gabe, this is too much." I pressed my open palms against the sides of my head.

"Hey, hey, hey..." He came to in a flash, held me close to him, tucked me under his chin. "I've got you." My body was vibrating from anxious energy. I couldn't stand still in one place and him holding me like that, wasn't easing the feeling my cells exploding. I needed something more and instead of hugging him back, I kept squirming.

"I know when you get like this..." He brought his lips down to my neck, whispered only for my ears. "...the only thing that can calm you is my dick in you." I halted, too stunned by his words. He pressed my flush against his body with one hand and used the other to stroke my short hair. "I'm right here baby. No matter what happens, you and me, we're not going to change."

I sighed, melting into him. Looking up, I stared into his grey eyes. His 5 O'clock shadow prickled my palm. He was my backbone, my strength. I concentrated no him instead of my brother.

"My brother is ALVIE." I was freaking out again. He titled his head back, huffing out an amused laugh. "It's just, how is this even happening."

"Princess, you are given a second chance for a family. Even I can see the resemblance between you and him. And the pictures from Xavier's house of him, there's no doubt he isn't your brother. If you want a DNA test-"

"I don't doubt that he's my brother." I deflated.

"Then what is it baby?" His tender voice grounded me. He was my rock. Gabe gave up so much for me.

"It's just a lot to process. I don't know how to handle this. I mean, he was dead and now he's alive. He thought I was dead. I just found out my father is alive and I can't... it's so much." I rambled.

"This much be very difficult for you." He pulled me into him. "If you want to leave and process this, we can stay and face this." His comfort gave me the strength to face the world head on. My heart soared.

"We can face it, then go." I nodded.

When we re-entered the living room, the woman and Santiago were having an intimate moment but they quickly stood up. The lady, who was with Santiago moved out of the way so I could get to Santiago. She showed Gabe out of the room, giving me and my brother some time alone.

I heard her name was Mariana and that she was my brother's wife. I part of me was happy that he got on with his life. I sure did.

"You got married. You have to show me pictures." I tried to lightened the mood.

"How are you still alive? When we got the reports, it said everyone was dead." He cupped my shoulder.

"When they came to the house, spraying bullets, I hid." The fog never cleared from my head but I tried to explain as much as I could. "Jude, found me. He talked about how my father wasn't there so he took me, use me as a leverage." I didn't speak like it didn't happen to me. I pretended like it didn't happen to me. It helped me not to drown myself in the tragedy I went through.

"If I'd known, I would have come for you." He looked devastated.

"I know. I know that. If I'd know you or my father was alive, I would have tried to find you." I felt nothing towards the word father. Absolutely nothing. "What?"

"The last time I saw you, you were wearing a tiara and now, you're talking about being kidnapped so calmly, I don't even know how to process this." I felt the emotions there. I remembered him so well. He was always there, protecting me. A memory aisled me. Me begging him to stay but he didn't. A small part of me was glad, he wouldn't be here now if he hadn't left.

"I survived and now I'm here. I don't want to keep dwelling on the past. I want to move on." I shrugged. Suddenly, I was hugging him. I was so happy to see him alive. "I'm so happy to see you. I'd almost forgotten what my family looked like or who I was. It'd been so long. It felt like it was better that way." Pulling I decided to share something with him. "When Jude kidnapped me again right before Gabriel saved me, he told me dad was alive. Gabe and I have been in hiding before we met Xavier. I started remember the good days. I forgot a lot of it but I remember you. You were my favourite."

He really was my favourite. I adored me.

"You were always my favourite too." He patted my head like a child, I ducked back. "It's hard to think of you as an adult."

I didn't remember much of my past but the memories I had were all so sweet.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you." He sounded heartbroken. I didn't know the type of a man he'd become but he didn't sound like someone who'd apologise. I was not the dominant man that Mariana liked to get down on her knees for. Disgust churned in my stomach. I needed to fucking man up, I had responsibilities. Finding out your family that you thought were dead are now alive, was crippling. Now I needed to figure out how to live knowing that I didn't save her.

"I want to know how you got here, where you were. How you survived?" She was about to reply to me shaking her head from side to side. "But not now. Neither of us are ready for it. I want you to stay here. I own this. I need you safe." I swiped the back of my hand on her cheek.

She nodded and we sat there, talking the sun came out and she was too tired to stay up. I showed her to the room where I guess Gabe was. When we knocked we found him still up, watching something on the T.V. He came to get her and I hugged her goodbye one last time, telling her I'd be in the Master suit right by the second lounge

I didn't remember much of my past but the memories I had were all so sweet.