Pain

Keeping her own gun drawn but at her side Katie gives a nod to Jason. Who new what was awaiting on the other side of that door and it was better to be ready. Following behind Jason Katie enters the house keeping her eyes out around the room, and on Destiny and Chance. She hoped they were wrong.

Once Jason directs her to go to Destiny Katie does so keeping her eyes on Chance still as she moved to the side. She felt bad for Destiny, and in a way Chance too but her boiled to much to let it linger.

As the door bursts open Destiny jumps and movies to the edge of the couch. Her own blood was rushing now seeing Jason and the other. What was going on and why where they accusing Chance of something that sounded absurd.

Seeing Katie come over to her Destiny shys away a little and stands moving a little closer to Chance. She didn't understand what they were saying, and she felt very scared.

"Chance has been with me Jason...he..."

Coming a little closer to Destiny Katie does her best to be gentile though the situation was rough.

"Come on Destiny its going to be ok. We wont go far just over here a little way so we are not in the middle ok."

Placing her hands on both sides of Destiny Katie prompts her to come over to the side and stand looking her over and making sure she was ok before drawing her attachen to Chance and Jason again.

Watching her eyes still large Destiny listens to what Jason says and what Chance reply. But as the punchs start to be throw at Chance Destiny cringes and closers her eyes for a moment before opening them again, tears forming in them.

"Jason...stop your hurting him, please."

Destiny couldn't help how she plead as images of her parents flash in her mind. How they were beaten, how each punch had been throw before the were killed.

As everything continues Destiny sobs begging Jason to stop once or twice more though it does no good as Chance continues to be asked questions and he answers his words finally sinking into Destiny that he had lied to her.

But than the words of the worst happens as she hears her name. Tears still in her eyes she listens more intently now still standing with Katie. She was bate...it wasn't the Agency who killed her parents it was....the people Chance worked for and Chance had known? A new anger filled Destiny almost close to a hate. Not that Chance had lied, but he had played her...faked he cared, and had helped kill her parents. It almost made her sick to think she had kissed him the one who planned her parents.

Destiny's eye seemed to grow a fire as almost everything else seemed blocked out. Her fists ball at her sides, she was hurt, betrayed and very angry.

Feeling Jason's emotions go haywire Katie tried her best to keep a lid on it a little. She did her best try and keep Jason calm but without even a little contact to him it was not that strong and Jason's anger was starting to make her feel weak.

Hearing Gunner give her another direction Katie gives a nod. Looking to Chance on the ground and than to Destiny she could leave her here and she'd be ok. Going over to Jason quickly Katie lays a hand on his shoulder and closing her eyes.

J, you need to back off. Your not a killer and if you don't stop your going to kill him. We need to take him back now. Calm down J, its ok, he will get what he deserves.

As Katie walks away to go to Jason's side Destiny can only feel her anger grow even more as she looks to Chance on the ground. She'd grown close to him, she'd cared for him and she was starting to fall for him.

Moving away from the wall and over to Chance Destiny beds down to him before grabbing him by the collor and pulling him up to her, her strength giving by her own anger.

"You lied to me, you used me...and that doesn't even bother me. But my parents, they were good people. They loved there family and had to deal with what was givin to them. My father was Agency but that didn't mean he liked it. He was trying to get OUT."

Her fist balled and not being able to help it connects with the side of Chance's face before bringing him to her again.

"..My mother was not to die. Thats a lie!!! I watched as my father was beaten and shot in the head, I watched as my mother cried, and they shot her in cold blood than turned to me. If I had not gotten away I would of been shot too."

Crying and bringing her fist to Chance's face again Destiny felt as though she lost all reality and she this was the only thing to ease her pain.

"...The people you work for are no better than the Agency. Killed, innocent...my mother and father, my life. How could you...HOW COULD YOU!!!!"

With a scream Destiny brings her fist to his face again, and than brings her knee up to his chest, than a fist to his face. She was in pain and she wanted him to be in pain too.

Still focusing on Jason Katie opens her eyes and see Destiny hearing her words her eyes widen. She couldnt leave Jason but someone had to stop Destiny. It was easy to see she was in pain, but if she didn't stop her own strength was going to kill Chance herself. Using a rough voice she calls.

"Destiny, Back off. Your not like him, your going to kill him if you don't stop."

Hearing Katie's words the tears fall from her eyes some more. Oh how it hurt, and how she wanted it to stop. She didn't know what to do past the anger and hurt as everything just seemed to be ripped open again.

"Why...Why Chance...my parents ...I don't deserve to be here either."

Letting Chance go Destiny could feel herself shaking as she felt so hot, and angry, and said. The hurting just coursing through her. Looking at Chance's body bloody just there she lets out a cry again as she turns quickly and makes her way down the hall to her bedroom and the bathroom to scrub the blood from her hand and just cry, as the pain washed over her.

The real truth

"Alec, huh." Reese shakes his head. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with that kid. One minute I want to kiss him and the next I want to throw him in jail. Keep him with you a while longer - at least when he's working with you, he's not getting into trouble."


"It's Chance. We think he's our hacker." Jason's mind had already jumped even further ahead than that, even if Reese hadn't verbalized it yet. Everyone was aware of the murders that were happening lately, and it didn't seem a coincidence that the hacking had started at about the same time. It didn't take a genius to put the pieces together - someone was figuring out their pattern and killing people before the Elite could get to them. "And if we catch our hacker, we might have our murderer too."

Stalking down the hall to the supply room, he catches sight of Gunner. "Gunner! With us. Now."

Gunner skids to a halt, his eyes wide as he looks between Jason and Katie. "Alright... where we going?"

"Safe house. Destiny may be in danger. Come on."

Within minutes, two vehicles were flying down the street - Jason in the lead in his truck and Gunner following.


Stopping at the store for some ice cream and a movie, the rest of the ride back to the house was a fairly quiet one, though Chance does a good job at making the mood light after the strange trip they'd had.

Back inside, the bowls are gathered and the movie cued. Chance flops down right next to Destiny so his elbow bumps her on purpose. Giving her a silly grin, he takes a big spoonful of ice cream and leans over to let his head rest against hers for a moment. "Mmm... maybe it really was destiny that led us back here, huh?" His grin widens. "I like the mall but... I like this too."


Still driving, Jason phones back to TJY to have Dalton remotely shut down the security system at the safe house so they can arrive and go in without warning. Reaching their destination, they park alongside the road and the three agents head to the house. Jason already has his gun out, not willing to play any games. If they found out Chance was innocent, so be it, but Jason wasn't willing to take a risk.


Inside, Chance was relaxed on the couch, clueless about the three that were approaching the house. A blinking light in the corner was the only signal that the system had been shut down and his eyes didn't catch it.


"Alright..." Jason's voice was low as he leans against the house beside the door. "Let's surprise him."

So help me... if Chance is our guy, next time I've got a bad feeling about somebody, I'm going straight to Reese.

"In we go." Swinging in front of the door, Jason gives it a swift kick, barging inside. "O'Mally!"

Completely clueless, Chance jumps, his reflexes getting him to his feet and his gun drawn in an instant. "Jason..." His eyes drift wildly between the three, his gun was on Jason, and Jason's gun was on him. "What's going on?"

Jason doesn't lower his gun, but stares at Chance coldly. "One wrong move, and you're dead. Gunner - go check the computer."

Gunner does as he's told, skirting around Jason to head to the corner where the computers were.

Jason continues to stare at Chance. "Put it down. Now."

Chance swallows hard. "Not until I know what's going on." He positions himself between Jason and Destiny in a protective stance.

"What are you afraid of?" Jason questions. "Huh?"

Gunner calls from the computer. "Gambler. It's him."

Chance's face pales. They knew. That's why they were here. Somehow, they'd figured it out. Somehow he'd slipped up and now they knew. They'd traced the hacking back to here and they knew it was him. There was only one option now.

Lowering his gun, he tosses it into the easy chair and lifts his hands to his sides. "Look, there's a perfectly understandable explanation." A smile seeps out. "Come on... I'm on your side." He glances to Destiny, then back to Jason. "There's no need to scare Destiny, right? Come on... put that thing away and we'll talk."

"Not on your life." Jason advances towards him.

Katie, take care of Destiny. Keep her out of the way and make sure she's okay.

Taking Chance by the collar, he slams him back against the wall. "You better talk and you better talk fast," he hisses. "You've been hacking into the Elite system, haven't you?"

Fear races through Chance's eyes as he's pinned, and he knows it's no use trying to fight. "So what? I needed information."

"Why didn't you just ask for it?" Jason tightens his grip.

"Why should I?"

Jason lets go, only to let his hand come back in a swift backhanded slap to Chance's face. "Why?!"

Chance curses at Jason, glaring up at him as he touches his stinging face. "I don't have to answer to you."

Gunner is still at the computer, confirming what they had discovered, but now steps back, keeping an eye on Jason, making sure Katie has a handle on Destiny and staying out of the way.

Jason whips Chance around, punching his gut to knock the wind out of him. "Why did you hack our system?!"

Chance coughs and gasps for air but doesn't answer.

Jason grabs him and throws him face down on the coffee table, sending books and ice cream bowls flying. "Have you been leaking information about the Elite's cases?"

Chance has trouble breathing against the table and still doesn't respond.

Jason yanks him up and gives him an angry punch to the face, making Chance's nose bleed before he slams him back down on the table. "Answer me!"

Chance winces, his whole face throbbing. "Yes!"

"Have you been doing the killings?" Jason tightens his grip, pressing Chance down even harder. "Answer me, or so help me, I'll put a bullet straight through your head."

"No!" Chance shouts. "It wasn't me!"

Then it was true. There was a connection after all and Chance had just walked right into the verbal trap. Jason doesn't relent. "Who, then?"

"I don't know!"

"Are you working for the Agency?" Jason waits, but receives no response. "Yes or no?! Are you working for the Agency?"

Chance cries out as his head is bashed on the table again. "No! I hate them as much as you do!"

"Then who are you working for?!"

"The Elite!"

"Who else?!"

"Nobody!"

"Tell me!"

Chance swallows hard, his eyes closing as his mouth and nose still bleed, bruises starting to form on his cheek. "I'm just a go-between!"

"For who?!"

"The Underground, alright?!"

Jason looks up to Gunner with question, but receives only a blank stare.
What's he talking about? The Underground?
"Who are they?"

Chance can't catch his breath, and his hand grips the edge of the table, still being pinned in place. "Haters of crime."

Jason's eyebrows raise. "A vigilante group?"

"Yeah." Chance cringes in pain again. "They clean up the messes the Elite leaves behind."

"What do you mean?"

"Unfinished business. The Elite has gotten too soft... so the Underground makes sure the scumbags don't get a free ride."

Jason grits his teeth. "You mean by killing them."

"I don't do the killings!" Chance insists. "I only get them the information!"

"Yeah? And how much do you get paid for doing it?"

Chance tries to breathe, but it's nearly impossible. "No less than a thousand a job... ten if it's for someone who's Agency."

"You swine." Jason rips Chance to his feet, staring down into his eyes. "You're no better than a hired hitman."

Chance sniffs as his nose still bleeds, and licks his lip, though it does nothing to stop that blood either. His eyes go to the floor, then swing up and around to Destiny. Everything he'd told her about his phone calls... everything he'd said about what he did... everything he'd told her about his undercover work... it was all a lie. From day one, after she'd caught him in a lie, he'd doubled his efforts in a cover-up and had successfully piled one lie on top of another. He looks back to Jason, knowing he had no way out now. "That's not true."

"Then what would you call it? Whoever this Underground is, they're taking the law into their own hands, and they're hiring you just to point out who should go down. Why did you really come here, Chance? Why are you really a so-called bodyguard here, huh?"

"That was legit," Chance insists. "When Toby said he was sending him here, I got in touch with my other contact and he said it was the perfect opportunity because I'd be close to the Elite headquarters."

"And Destiny? You were just going to risk her getting caught in the middle while you did all this?"

Chance knew if he didn't come clean, it would be worse for him. He knew when to take a gamble and when to fold, and right now he was in the worst predicament he could have ever managed. No matter the consequence, right now he needed to give answers, lest Jason kill him right here.
"She was bait from day one. The underground took out her father since the authorities were ignoring his connection with the Agency - her mother wasn't supposed to go down too but it happened. I was supposed to lure Destiny into a place where the Agency could strike because we knew they'd be after her for information... then we could take them out, or preferably, trace them to their own territory. The funeral wasn't good because there was too much Elite presence. So they wanted me to take her to a more enclosed place, like the mall, after I'd gained her trust so I could get her in a vulnerable spot, but..." Chance shifts his weight but doesn't dare look over to Destiny now. He knew he had betrayed her in the worst way. "...but I couldn't do it. I... I changed my mind."

Jason's anger boils. Chance had known all along about Destiny's father. It hadn't been the Agency. It had been someone he worked for and he had never said a word. And suddenly he'd changed his mind? "Why?"

"I was going to tell them that I'd doubled the price but-"

Jason can't take anymore. Chance had been working for the Elite, but had been selling information to another group that was taking the law into their own hands. Not because he believed in the cause even, but just for the money. And he was even willing to risk innocent lives - Destiny's life. "I can't believe you," he cuts Chance off. As his anger heightens, a nearby lamp suddenly pops and sparks, sending lightbulb fragments in all directions.

Chance flinches and jumps, new fear coursing his gaze. He doesn't have time to react before a forceful backhanded slap hits him once again. He stumbles back and falls to the floor in a heap, beaten, defeated and with no where to run.

Jason stands over him, his hands balled into fists as ire shoots through his veins. Gunner watches carefully, only now willing to step in. "Let it go, Hotshot... he'll get what's coming. We need to take him back in one piece."

Jason continues to glare. He looks to Destiny, then back to Chance. This man had been willing to risk this innocent woman's life all for the name of money.

Gunner grows a little uneasy and looks to Katie. "Get him to back off, Kat," he warns. He did not want to have to step in and physically stop Jason from doing anything stupid.

Wrong too

Dalton gives a nod to Reese once Jason and if and he gives his thanks. He new about Destiny and Chance but he had no idea where they were staying. If this address was right than Destiny was in danger weather Chance was Agency or not, he was a dangerous man.

"Not a problem Reese, Alec found the open link for me and I just when from there. He had as much to do with it as me."

Dalton gives a little nod satisfied to have throw Alec's name in there. If it could help Alec even a little bit that would be good. Though it was odd, Dalton liked Alec and could see something good inside of him.

"Alright, I am going to go check the address again, I know I am right and there is no mistake but Just to make sure I'll run through it one more time. Let me know if you need me for anything else Reese."

Dalton new Reese didn't want to think it was one of there own men, least of all someone who was meant to be protected. So even though Dalton new the address was right he'd check again and recheck. Also making sure there were no other links to who could of found that address. Somewhere...he'd hope he was wrong too.

Looking up as Jason draws close Katie new there was some kind of disturbance that caused Jason's emotions to go slightly haywire but as to what it was she didn't know. Hearing that had a job to do Katie didn't have to be asked again, and from the look on Jason's face she new it was important.

"I think I saw Gunner over in the supply closet. Whats up J?"

Making sure she had her own items with her as she walks her badge was in her pocket and her gun in its holster she was ready. She didn't know what was going on so to have all bases covered was important.

Slightly confused, and being able to tell that Chance was lieing and something was wrong Destiny shifts a little to face him more. Did something happen? Did he not want her to worry about something? What was it that caused him to tell a lie that nothing was wrong? Watching him intently Destiny tried to figure it out until finally he answered her again.

Hearing he had a bad feeling Destiny trys to relax just a little bit. If thats all it was, than it was better to just leave than risk it but still she felt like there was something more he wasn't saying, but what?

""Oh, well thats understandable I trust your judgment, your the one protecting me after all."

Sifting a little in the seat again so she was facing forward once more Destiny gives a nod and a smile trying to let the lingering feeling in her gut pass. She didn't do that often but she did have to trust Chance. She'd been with him for a while now and she had to let go of the odd feeling.

"I think picking up a treat sounds like a good plan. The movie too. And as long as its you I am snuggling on the couch with I think that sounds even better."

Good work

"Nothing." Nothing was wrong. Chance was lying through his teeth and he knew that this time Destiny would be able to tell with no problem. But he offers nothing more anyway.

Stopping at a red light before the main road, his thumb taps the steering wheel. Destiny needed a real answer. She needed an answer that made sense. She needed whatever it took to fix the horrible mess that Chance had just created. In that one moment of hesitation, he'd made a decision that would cost him.

"I got a bad feeling a soon as we were there," he finally replies, his body language relaxing. "I'm sorry. I've just learned that when I bristle, I better pay attention to it. It mighta been fine in there, but maybe not, and you know I wouldn't want to risk your safety."

The light turns green and he pulls out into traffic, heading back towards the safe house. "Didn't mean to ruin the afternoon," he apologizes. "How about we pick up a treat on the way back and just watch a movie instead? Together... on the couch..." He gives her a quick grin, hoping that she would move on from this predicament and forget how strange it was.


Jason stands at Reese's desk as they discuss a case. "Yeah, that sounds okay. I was thinking maybe-"

Interrupted by Dalton bursting into the office, Reese jumps, his face going from bewildered to annoyed. It was not like Dalton to enter without knocking. Reese opens his mouth to reprimand, but can't even get that far as Dalton starts to explain.

Reese's eyes widen with interest. Standing, he takes the paper from Dalton and scans it - most of it making absolutely no sense to him. But when Dalton rattles off the address, Reese's head shoots back up, stunned. "What?"

By now, Jason was forgetting his own conversation, more interested in this one. He blinks. He was one of the few that would know that address, too. "That's the safe house."

Reese's face pales slightly as his mind reels. "Gambler..."

Jason's emotions give a lurch - something like a mixture of anger and fear. "The hacker is Chance."

Reese shakes his head. "There's no way... I mean..." He looks to Dalton. "Could it just look like it was from this location? Could someone have rerouted it?"

Jason steps closer, his face tight. "Who else would know that address, Reese? Think about it."

Reese looks at his paper again, then up at Jason. "You think Chance is Agency?"

"There's only one way to find out." Jason was more than ready to go. He had no doubt in his mind that what Dalton was saying was true and that it was Chance. He'd had a bad feeling about that guy in the first place.

"Perhaps we should call Toby and-"

"And wait for something to happen to Destiny? As far as we know, she's okay, but if Chance is Agency, then her life is in danger. We can't wait."

Reese debates for a moment, then nods. "Alright. Go get him. But Jason - take Katie with you. And..." He thinks. Pete was out, Con was out, Nate was at the hospital with Laura... "Take Gunner. If there's trouble, I don't want you there alone." He knew perfectly well that Jason could handle himself. What he was more worried about was Jason becoming too upset and taking things too far.

Jason nods. "Got it." Spinning on his heel, he stalks from Reese's office, making a beeline for Katie's cubicle. He was too on edge to try communicating with her right now. It would just be a garbled mess if he tried.

Skidding to a stop at her desk, he nods to the exit. "We got a job to do. Now. I'll explain on the way. We need Gunner too. Come on."


Back in Reese's office, he sighs deeply and turns back to Dalton. "Thank you... for your hard work on this. I hope we're wrong about Chance, but you did good work here."