Ella was his soft spot, something that was obvious. Crayton had raised her since she was just a few hours old. His usually serious expression faded for a moment, replaced by a smile, a nod of his head following. "Yes, Ella. We're going to stay here for awhile." It was secluded and with the computers and everything else set up, they would be able to tell if the Mogadorians were coming.
Here they could plan a strategy, counter strike, instead of always being the target. "It looks like you have a new friend." Bernie Kosar was wagging his tail wildly. Crayton didn't have the heart to tell her the dog was like Olivia, he knew how much Ella had loved her chimera. So had Crayton.