[b]Shannon - Auto Garage - Amelia & Daniel[/b]

Shannon held her gun on the woman, lowering it only when Daniel put away his own. She stuffed it in the back of her jeans, letting out a deep sigh. She was tired of guns for the day. While Daniel fished through one of the cabinets, Shannon looked around, finally taking in where they were. She figured this had been an auto garage of some sort from the outside, but now that she was inside and could see it in all its glory, it brought a small smile to her face. It all reminded her of her father, especially the faint smell of oil.

She moved to lean against one of the cabinets against the wall. She crossed her arms, watching Daniel as he fished out the bullets. She had become more acquainted with guns since six months ago, but it was clear her knowledge was nothing compared to Daniel's. It was fairly obvious, even back when he was helping her escape, that he had some sort of connection to the military. The woman gave off a similar sort of air, Shannon recognized. Though, all of that was completely foreign to her. "So, you English?" she asked the woman, absentmindedly running a hand through her hair. "What's your name?"