H-hi, Mr... M-my name is Lany. [TAG: SILIAS]

Silas felt arms around his body and soft hair tickling his face, but he didn't mind it at all. In his mind, it was his wife, Silvia...he hadn't seen her in so long. His dream immediately took a turn for the better. He was home, his child playing on the floor with his toys and Silvia sitting next to him, their fingers intertwined. It was perfect. Almost too much so...But then a thump in the room shook everything and they both disappeared.

A displeased groan came past his lips as he began to wake up, the constant, almost nerve wracking sound of a door being tugged igniting an annoyance in the back of his head. His son did that often...of course being three, it did make doors hard to open. "Do you mind? You're not really helping with this headache.." He grumbled as he pushed himself up on his arms. Fingers ran through his tousled hair and then his gaze landed on a small, black haired girl buy the door. So it was her making all that noise... But wait... Last thing he remembered, he had been in Queens. This wasn't his hotel room...Where the hell was he?

Then he noticed a weight lifted from his hand and he glanced down to see that his wedding band was gone. In it's place was a perfect little line where it would have normally rested, the skin there paler than the rest. His heart sank. Silas immediately started searching the small vicinity of the bed around him but it was no where to be found. "Son of a...." His voice faded as he silently cursed under his breath and every muscle in his body went on edge. Why was his ring gone? And why was he in a room he had never seen before with this scared little woman?

"Oh, my God! He is waking up! He is waking up! OH, GOD! He is AWAKE," one by one thoughts flew through her head, making her hands sweaty. She needed to do something before he would get near her, she needed to hide! Lany looked around the room and noticed another door on the right-hand side of the room. Then she heard him murmuring something... Her heart froze for that moment.

She said nothing, only stared at him with her eyes like a frightened doe. When the man was about to curse and probabbly get mad, with a speed of a lightning, Lany shrieked and ran towards the door on the left part of the room. The door, thankfully, wasn't looked. When she got into the room, she realised that it was just the bathroom. "Shoot," she whispered, her hands shaking from terror, when she was loking the door from the inside. Only when she finally realised that she already locked the door like a few seconds ago, she sat on the floor in relief. She was safe... For now.

Silas raised an eyebrow when the woman shrieked but before he could say anything, she bolted into another room. What was that all about? Though he couldn't focus on that too much. He had to figure out how the hell he even got here. The plan was only to sleep for a few hours before he kept searching for Silvia. But from the way he was feeling, it at been way more than just a few hours.

He pushed himself off the bed, his muscles immediately punishing him for the decision. It had to have been the most comfortable bed he had ever laid on in his life. Anyway...he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he shot another glance towards the door where that woman had disappeared to. It didn't look like she was coming out any time soon. Silas moved to the other door but as he jiggled the handle, it didn't budge. Not even an inch. "No wonder she was freaking out..." He mumbled to himself as he turned to face the room once again. It wasn't too shabby. Much nicer than the hotel room he had checked in to. The painting on the wall reminded him of a place out in the country where he would take his wife and child sometimes....Oh how he missed it...

On the other side of the room was a couch that didn't look too uncomfortable. If he was going to make this little arrangement work with this woman, he'd probably have to sleep over there. She couldn't stay in that room forever. He gently knocked on the back of the door before he took a step back so he wouldn't scare her too much. "I'm sorry if I frightened you Miss...I take it you don't know where we are either so I won't bother you with asking that. I don't want to upset you so...I guess if you ever choose to come back out, you don't have to worry about me trying to make a pass on you. I'm married." Silas waited for a response but after a few moments, he gave up. A sigh came past his lips and he moved over to the couch, his gaze landing on the monopoly game sitting on the table. "Well...better than nothing.." He mumbled and sat down, sorting through the game pieces.

Lany closed her eyes and put her hands over her ears, but she still heard the giant men's mighty voice... Who was trying to calm her down? The girl opened one of her eyes and then the other hesitantly. So, did it mean he wasn't a killer, a rapist, a kidnapper or whatever the man of his appearance could be?

The brunette carefully unlocked and opened the door and stepped back inside the bedroom. "I'm sorry for my behavior, sir," she stood there embarrassed, stroking her long unruly hair. Now she had the opportunity to examine him more closely. God, he was so tall and mascular! His looks stroke fear in her and she wanted nothing more than to turn back around and hide in the bathroom. She needed to give it a try and belive him. He said he was married, that meant he wouldn't "hurt" her. Besides his eyes,.. they looked very kind. The girl bit her lip and kept standing there, near the bathroom door, not knowing what to do next.

Silas glanced up when a soft click came from the door, letting him know that the woman was going to come up. Though he didn't look for long. The last thing he needed was to freak her out again and have her run. From the looks if it, they were both locked up in here. He still didn't know why but he needed to stay calm. For his sake...as well as hers.

When she spoke up, Silas didn't look up at her. He just continued sorting out the little pieces. "Call me Silas." He suddenly said before he looked up at her. This was the first time he had actually had a chance to look at her. She was young, probably younger than his wife by just a few years. Obviously sheltered by the way she was acting...but that was okay. He was a parent after all, he understood why someone of her looks would be sheltered. She was beautiful. A little short for his taste but that didn't matter.

"You don't have to act like I'll bite...but I don't blame you for acting how you are. I don't know where we are either. Last thing I remember, I was taking just a short break from searching for my wife though who knows how long it's been since then..." He slowed his motions for a moment before he shook his head and glanced down. "Have you ever played?" Silas motioned towards the game he was sorting.

"I-I'm Lany," she stammered and almost choked on her own words, her face still being pale with fear. This wasn't right. She kept her arms folded, so he couldn't see her shivvering. The man was so calm, that it made this whole situation only worse. Why she was locked in one room with a man, probably in his thirties, and she should be okay with that? Why was he so self possessed, sorting this stupid little cards?!

The girl kept listening to the man, standing in the opposite part of the room. So, he didn't know nor were they were, nor how long they have been here... Great! "No, I didn't have a chance," the girl replied, breathing heavily from all the crying. Prehaps, Silias truly didn't want to hurt her, so she tried to calm down and be as cold-blooded as her rommate already was. Slowly, Lany walked towards the bed and sat on the edge. "I didn't have friends to play boardgames with," She shrugged her shoulders and looked down, avoiding eye contact.