"Serena?" He asks cautiously. He grabs her hand which lays limply on top of the console, intertwining their fingers together. She turns to look at him. He squeezes her hand reassuringly and she lets out a breath that she didn't realize she had been holding. He smiles.

"Are you okay?" He asks her, brushing some stray hairs from her forehead.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." She assures him, smiling softly. "Sorry, just lost in thought. That's all."

"Are you sure? You seemed a little distant. Did I do something wrong?" He asks, concern written all over his features.

"No, no. Nothing like that. I promise." She reassures him, squeezing his hand....