Growing tired of dealing with Mikael's continuous demands to free him, Davina took up residence in the room that Father Kiernan's death left empty. Sitting at the window, Davina watched the people walking past. She envied them for being able to live normal lives, unaware of the things going on right under their noses. They had no idea of what was out there, lurking in the shadows. In this case, ignorance really was bliss.

A sigh wrenched from Davina as she saw a couple walk by, hand in hand. A part of her wished that could be her and Tim but another, more active part of her mind, wished that could be her and Kaleb. That was something that would not, could not, happen. Once again, Klaus was out to target people that she cared for and the largest target rested on Kaleb's back. She had tried not to let Klaus see her feelings toward Kaleb but it was a secret that just wouldn't stay hidden.

Tears filled Davina's eyes as she thought of what it was she had to do. There was no other choice but to leave behind every single person that she loved, to lead a solitary life. Well, not completely solitary since she was now stuck with Mikael, which was a situation creating its own problems. He was a dog on a chain, a dog that was trying harder and harder to break free from his chain; anxious to bite the hand of his master. Mikael couldn't stay locked up forever but he would kill Davina as soon as he was free of her influence.

The tear broke free from the confines of Davina's eye and rolled down her cheek causing her lower lip to quiver. She had to admit that she cared deeply for the boy who breezed into town and taken on the role of hero for her. Somewhere between Icelandic Folk Music, Mikael's threats and Klaus' threats Davina realized that she had begun to fall for Kaleb. It was because of those feelings that she had to let him go. It could be the only way to keep him safe.