Sabrina was sitting on the window sit. She closed her eyes and focus her mind to see if she could remember everything but the harder she tried, the more she's not getting anything. Gabriel came home to find her in that situation. His eyes darken and he hold her arm tightly.

Sabrina was surprised to see Gabriel early.

"Do not stress yourself." He gritted. The doctor told him multiple times not to stress her or keep her head away from thinking too much. Too much emotion is bad for the baby since she was in coma for two months.

"I'm sorry." She muttered. She is suddenly terrified of him. He exhales and calm himself. He gently pulled her and take her to bed.

"Sleep and don't overthink again. It's bad for the baby."

"But's too early." She said with her lips pouting as usual. Gabriel look at her and the time.

"What are you thinking?" Gabriel suddenly asked.

"I want to remember everything." She said truthfully. Gabriel hold her head and kisses it.

"You don't have to remember everything." He muttered. Sabrina bit her lower lip with teary eyes looking straight at him.

"But my heart is in pain even though I can't remember everything."

Gabriel almost breakdown from what she said. He was in pain after she said those words. He hugged her tightly as tear fall from his eyes, but he stopped her emotion for him to be strong for her. Sabrina shove her face on his chest and started crying.

***

Mark wanted to laugh at her bluntness. He reached her face with his other arm, but she dodged it. She stood and left. The weird thing she just acted was making him confused. Back then when he touched her—she stiffened and did the same. He look down on his erect and talk to it.

"Was it your fault buddy? I mean—she asked if I was sterile or fertile." He muttered and went to the fridge. "She's like a robot. And there's not much expression on her face." He stopped and reach for his phone, but he found no phone at all. Damn he's so bored without phone, WIFI, laptop or anything.

He press the buzzer multiple times then she came with a gun. He immediately stepped back, and she put the silencer and shot the buzzer. She lessen the lights in the room and then she roam around weirdly.

"Hey! You just ask me if I was sterile or fertile does that mean that you want to have sex?" He asked frankly. He's a frank person and he likes talking to frank people.

She look at him.

"Yes. I need a sperm donor." She answered monotonously. Being an aspie is hard to communicate with other people. They are frank and always use logic. She's a high-functioning autism. She doesn't know or understand other's expression—angry happy, or sad. She just learnt it after she left her father's side when he told her to go to the military and serve as a doctor.

"Woah…" Mark was mesmerized. Just looking at her makes him aroused. He doesn't know why but—few men wouldn't bang a woman like her. Too plain and abnormal.

"You get aroused easily so it might be easy to get it all done. However, the main problem is your injuries. You have to wait for a few weeks."

"Where in hell did you come from?" Brandy asked. Allison frown a little and answered.

"I didn't come from hell. I was born here on Earth. According to my research—hell is a very hot place that exceeded 100 degree Celsius. No human will ever survive there."

Brandy chuckled and Allison was silent. Then she thought, what was funny? Was she funny? What she said was funny? Allison put the gun into safety mode, and left. She went to her room and place the gun in a safe place. Everything around her room was organized. She doesn't just have an Asperger's Syndrome but she is Obsessive-Compulsive.

She sat down on her swivel chair and replay on her mind the exact words that he said and the exact words that she answered. She remembered everything clearly since she's intellectual and her IQ and memory is above average. Her psychiatrist said that she has a photographic memory, it wasn't bad after all because it was very useful for her.

She heard footsteps getting closer to her room. That's one of Aspie's problem. She reached her gun and pointed it to the door as it open and Mark smiled at her and lean on the door frame.

"I am totally bored. Can you make me some sandwich or something?" He asked. "It's pretty obvious that I am injured so I can't make my own food. And my body still sting. I need—pain killers. I also need someone to nurse me."

She only stared at him for a while, she started fidgeting her fingers and then she was silent. Brandy was curious on why she acted that way. He read her clearly. She doesn't want to be touch. She was sensitive at everything and she's very repetitive.

"So—let me guess. You are obsessive compulsive and you are an aspie."

She stopped from her repetitive behavior and look at him. He smiled at her, but she didn't. She's too different. She was made to be a robot. Poor her who doesn't understand how to act normally. She was quizzical on why people would act indifferently. Anyway, he doesn't care. She was hot, beautiful and he will probably have her and give her what she wanted.

He's confident of his own genes. He moved to her and remove the brace and then reach her face with his other hand. She looked at him with that normal curve of her supple lips.

"I am a great lover and I will give you what you want."

"In exchange for what? There should be a payment." She said monotonously.

He reached her chin and smile slowly and sexily. She was staring at that mouth. That very bad mouth of his. She has this urge to kiss it but she was stiffened on her position.

"In exchange of you."

"Me?"

"Yeah, I will make love to you all you want and that's what I want as well. But you must take care of me first. So, you could give me back to Dark Lord." He bows his head and kisses her thigh. "Deal?"

"Deal." She answered. He stood with a smile.

"Case closed." He went to bed and lay down there. It's more comfortable there and he pull the sheet and cover it around him with a sigh. Cozy and it smell so good just like her.

Suddenly, Allison's anxiety rises. She thought of her father. He's dangerous and he force her to learn everything about medical and surgery at her young age. She enjoyed it but she enjoyed more of reading other stuff and writing her own world. But she has no choice at all. Then she looked at him. He gave her a choice and then she looked at her plans. It will be chaotic.

She bit her thumb as she stared at nowhere.

"Hey, darling. Please make me a sandwich or maybe something better."

She stood and did make him a creamy pasta. Then serve it to him. He was surprised at her then he smiled and reach her hand as he kissed it. She didn't react and just look at him and she focus on his face and on how he changes expression.

"So, tell me how your parent treated you." He start eating with his left hand. It wasn't hard for him since he learned to use both of his hands for firing and for making love.

"What do you mean by that?"

"You are supposed to live like a normal person, Allison. But you are diagnosed with Asperger and your parents didn't help you to be normal." He said and hums on the food. "You cook well. I want to hire you as my wife."

"Wife?"

"Yeah." He smiled and nodded.

When he get back there, he will probably still be single while the rest are married to anyone. He must start working to have babies before ending the mission. She want to have children and he want sex.

"I don't need a husband." She said. "I just need a sperm donor."