"Marcello's phone."

"Anna?" Luca is a little shocked to find Anna answering his brother's phone. "Where's Marcello?"

"I'm not sure where we are but he got a call and then we pulled up at this creepy looking place. He got out but he told me to stay in the car."

"Idiot."

"Me?"

"No, him. Sorry Anna. Can you tell him I called?"

"Of course."

Luciano hangs up and a thousand different scenarios run through Anna's head. She asks herself questions about Marcello. What would he need to do at an creepy looking warehouse? Why was he so violent with Elliot before?

Anna pulls out her own phone and calls Lucy.

"Speak if you must."

"Luce it's Annie."

"Why are you calling me while you are on a date?"

"Well Marcello got this phone call and now we are parked outside this creepy warehouse. He told me to stay in the car but I guess-"

"You are calling me because that sounds strange." Lucy finishes Anna's thought.

"It does, doesn't it?"

"Do you think he taking care of someone?"

"Like someone who is sick?"

"Oh god Anna you we so naive. Taking care of someone...like killing them."

"No he wouldn't!"

"He is the head of the Italian Mafia Annie I'm sure he has killed a lot of people."

"But..." Anna trails off unsure of what to say. He did threaten her originally but now... now he is Marcello Morretti the man who is sweet and caring. The man she slept with... "Lucy I don't know what to do."

"If it were me I'd be running by now." Lucy offers. "What ever you choose I love you Annie."

"I love you too Luce." Anna hangs up her phone and sits with it in her lap. She thinks over Lucy's advice. Looking out the window to the creepy warehouse Anna makes her decision. While she hates to think the worst of Marcello her heart is telling her to get the hell out of here.

Grabbing her bag she scolds herself for getting excited over this 'date'. She opens the door as quietly as possible. Slipping out the car she begins to power walk into the unknown neighbourhood.

Thoughts tumble around Anna's head. She has conflicting feelings about running from Marcello. Anna can't deny that there is something about him that attracts her. It is not just that he is ruggedly handsome. Two days she has known the man and for that entire time thoughts of Marcello Morretti have consumed her.

Anna finds a cafe a block down and is about to enter hoping to find someone that can tell her where she is. Anna has been in the Boston area four years but has never come across this part of the city. Before she can even set foot inside someone grabs her wrist.

"You could wait for dinner you know." Marcello's voice surprises her.

"I didn't know how long you were going to be." Anna snaps.

"I'm sorry I had to run out on you but I had a matter to attend to." Marcello says professionally.

"I don't think this is going to work." Anna says softly.

"What's not going to work?"

"This." Anna points between the two of them. "You and me. I can't be someone who leaves in the middle of a date to kill someone."

"What makes you think I left to 'kill someone'?" Marcello uses air quotes.

"Well what were you doing?"

"No comment."

"I'm not the flipping newspaper Marcello you can't blow me off like that!" Anna yells at him.

"Why don't we continue our drive and I will explain myself?"

"I don't trust you."

"As well you shouldn't. But please Anastasia, give me a chance."

"Why should I? You threatened me when we first met, you had me dragged out of my apartment. I don't owe you anything." Anna steps away from him. She is shaking with anger.

Before he can answer Anna's phone rings in her pocket. Sighing Anna pulls out her phone and presses it to her ear.

"Yeah?"

"Anastasia Carmichael that is no way to answer the phone!"

"Sorry Mama." Marcello smirks at her. Anna narrows her eyes and turns her back on him.

"I wanted to talk about this boy of yours."

"Now is not a good time mama. Can we talk tomorrow?"

"Is he with you now?"

"Just hold on one second Mama." Anna turns back to Marcello and covers her phone with her hand. "I will go with you and let you explain on one condition."

"Which is?" Marcello asks stepping closer to Anna.

"You tell my parents that you're my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Marcello smirks at Anna.

"That is my condition." Anna says sternly. Marcello takes the phone out of her hand.

"Mrs Carmichael it is Marcello Morretti. I'm so sorry we haven't spoken sooner. Your daughter keeps me... preoccupied."

"Oh god!"