Lola swotted Caleb away as he nudged her, groaning she forced her eyes open and followed him inside. She wasn't even entirely sure that she was really awake. Rubbing her eyes sleepily, the blonde nodded and meandered her way into the bathroom. There was one thing that she hated even more than Jack, and that was waking up, or more accurately, being woken up.

As she turned on the shower, she stepped behind the glass screen, and enjoyed the firm jets of warm water as they hit against her skin. It had certainly been a bizarre couple of days. The type of thing that you see on the Crime and Investigation channel rather then in real life. That notion caused Lola to chuckle a little to herself as she stretched absent mindedly amongst the steam. 

The thing that she was really struggling with was Caleb. There was something about him that she found irritatingly attractive, and try as she might, she just couldn't flush it from her mind. How the hell did she find him attractive? He was keeping her bloody hostage, not to mention he was actually a killer. Maybe even a serial killer for all she knew. Stepping out, she wrapped herself in a nearby towel and headed for the kitchen. She really need a glass of water before she got herself dressed. Caleb being in there didn't  even cross her mind.