Elliot laughed a little at him, "Well, aren't you a romantic."

The truck slowed to a stop and the two men climbed out. Elliot looked through the windshield to see that arrived at what she supposed to be the safe house. She patted Jacob's chest and opened her door. She held his head up as she climbed out from under him and out of the truck. Placing it on the seat, she leaned over him and smiled, "Do you need some help getting out of the truck?"