Fight

Neither man knew how to respond to Ryan, and both watched helplessly as she went to her room. Only then did Eli look back at Tal, irritation in his gaze. "Really? That's how you decided to handle it?"

"Hey, don't blame me." Tal held up his hands. "I'm not the one who pretended to like someone, all while I loved another."

"It wasn't like that!"

"Wasn't it?" Tal shook his head. "Her and me...it's been an uphill battle from the beginning. Sue me for being tired of constantly competing with another man. She wouldn't have reacted this way to his death if she hadn't still been in love with him - you know that."

By now, Eli was glaring at him. "So the honorable thing to do is kick her when she's down then, is that it? Wait until she has a breakdown, then call things off."

"I didn't know before! I should have, but I was an idiot, okay? If you found out Scarlet loved another man, would you stick around?" 

"That's not fair."

"Why? Just because Ryan is your sister? She can lead me on all she wants and it's okay because you can beat up anyone who challenges her intentions?"

Eli's hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Don't push me, Tal," he warned. "You should have talked to her before storming out, and you know it."

Tal scoffed. "So she could say what? That I had my 'own spotlight'? Sure, I did. On a stage with Alec's name all over it."

"She cares about you, and you're throwing it away."

"My love means nothing to her!" Tal's voice finally rose. "She has been in love with someone else this entire time - not only that, but with a man who wanted me dead. How is that supposed to make me feel?! I know he's dead, but none of this has been real! So tell me what I'm throwing away!"

"You're throwing away a woman who has been hurt, and I cannot believe you have such poor timing!"

"It's not my fault she's been seeing a ghost!"

Eli held up a warning finger, pointed right at Tal. "Make light of what she's going through, and so help me..."

"What? You gonna slug me?"

Eli ignored the question. "Ryan can't help how she feels and you're punishing her for it. That's not something that sits well with me, so get your head out of your butt."

Tal straightened in order to distance himself from Eli. Anger and hurt burned in his eyes. "I never said it was her fault," he hissed. "But that doesn't change the fact that I've been made a fool...by her and by you, because you knew, yet said nothing. I guess counting on you to have my back was my second mistake."

Eli's hand reached quickly for the door and he yanked it open. "Don't stick around for a third one."

Tal could hardly believe this was happening. He was losing his girl and his best friend all at once. He held Eli's icy stare with his own before finally giving in and walking out. He didn't slow until he'd reached his car, and only when he was safely behind the wheel did he let a tear run down his face. 

Back inside, Eli closed the door and just leaned against it for several  moments, trying to regain control. He had no idea what would happen now. How this would affect Ryan. What this meant for him and Tal. Any of it. How had things gotten so messed up?

Supper was completely forgotten as Eli ambled down the hallway. He tapped lightly on Ryan's door before gently pushing it open. Leaning on the doorframe, hands tucked in his pockets, he just looked in at her and sighed. "You okay?"


Reese had a hard time determining if Victoria was telling the truth or not, and wished Justin was here. But all he could do tonight was work from a distance. As if on cue, Reese's cell phone buzzed in his pocket. A quick look revealed a text from Justin:

Tough call. No distinctive body language on Victoria tho that I can see. Lying? Can't tell. I'd guess genuine confusion at Garret's visit tho, and genuine affection. Garret - my observations stand. Think he's telling the truth. Multiple visual cues when asked about his past tho, so heads up on possible hidden intel.

Reese sent a quick thanks, then a short text to Nate:

Beware Garret's truthfulness. Stay sharp.

He then pocketed his phone again and returned his focus to Victoria. "You say to do what Aaron wants, and what he wants is to be given you and Garret in exchange for our agent. Seems a pretty handy way for you and Garret to get out of here with stolen intel. So since we're backed into a corner here, just be honest - was this your escape plan?"


Garret looked up quickly as Nate entered the room, hoping to finally be let in on what was going on. Nate's apology for the cuffs made one of his eyebrows arc. He knew Nate wouldn't have put him in cuffs himself, but he hadn't expected anyone to take note. 

Hearing about Aaron, his lips pursed. This wasn't good. He'd been afraid of something like this. At least it was Aaron and not Victoria trying this kind of scheme, but it was no less dangerous for whomever he'd taken.

"I don't know anything about this," he answered steadily. "I don't know about Victoria, but I think she would have told me if she'd been in on a further plan, and she didn't." He cocked his head. "Aaron is most likely just trying to get us back. He doesn't know I brought myself here, so he's trying to rescue us, and save his hide in the process. If he went back without us, he'd pay dearly."

His brow furrowed as he tried to calculate what Aaron might do. "Has he made any demands? Who does he have? If he asks for a trade, you should say yes. He'll kill without blinking in order to prove a point. He's not a murdering maniac - he's just a loyal soldier doing his job. I'm not saying what he's doing is right, I'm just saying that's what his frame of mind is."


Troy nodded at Stacy, though still felt a strange sense of stress that kept him alert. "Thank you." He followed her to the office where he was introduced to Mick and Rosetta - Eric's sister. "Oh good, I'm glad there is some immediate family here since I was just told Eric is away on business." He proceeded to give them the same speach he had to Stacy, presenting the paperwork even before being asked, since he sensed the same disbelief in this couple. 

Mick's eyes had gone wide, and his surprise only intensified as he read over the papers. Standing next to the desk, he then looked to Rosetta and just blinked. Eric...had two children? He looked back to Troy. "So you're telling us you have these two babies with you now? Dana actually hired you to bring them so she wouldn't have to?"

Troy cleared his throat. "Well, there are many situations where a mother may not want direct contact with the father, but still would like to offer full custody, as in this case." He paused and looked at the three again, trying to read their faces. "I'm...sorry. My client didn't give me many details, but I guess I assumed Eric knew about the babies."

Mick's surprise turned into a frown. "No...no he didn't. None of us did. So what's keeping Dana from changing her mind and reporting a kidnapping?"

"Oh, that's what these documents are for. They ensure Eric's innocence...as well as mine, for that matter. I do apologize for what must be a shock. I really didn't know, but... I do need to be told what to do now. Since Eric didn't know, I guess there's question as to whether or not he would want to keep them?" His eyes continued to try and read their reactions. "If he or a family member can't or won't sign for them, my next stop is social services where I'm sure they will be adopted in no time."

Mick gazed at Rosetta once more. There was always a chance this was a ploy - either Agency or just Dana's way to ditch unwanted children. And Eric wasn't here to make the call, nor could he make such a decision over the phone. But...could they really let his man take two innocent babies to social services? Could they really let that happen? He didn't need to voice anything to his wife - he knew she'd be able to read his eyes. They couldn't send two children to such a risky fate, let alone their own family, if this were indeed true, which it appeared to be. "What do you think?"

Failure

Tal's words hurt and she had no idea where there came from. They cut through her heart like knife leaving nothing but devastation more than what was already there. She'd hoped that Eli and Tal would be there for her but it looked as though that would not be the case now.

   "I'm sorry I cant just turn all my emotions off, I'm sorry that I'm broken and I'm sorry you dont like it. You were not in anyone's shadow, you had your own spot light."

Tears sprang into Ryan's eyes. This was all her fault, Tal felt less than Alec because of her. Though her words blamed him really she blamed herself. Why did she ever think she could be happy? It was a crazy thought but after all she was crazy.

    "This is all my fault. I'm sorry, for everything, and I'm sorry for not being better."

Standing herself Ryan puts her plate down that had hardly been touched and heads to her room. Closing the door behind her. She didn't want to hear anything else. She just wanted to shut out the world. Sitting down on her bed Ryan pulled out the journal from Justin and jots down one word Failure!

Hearing about what happened to Susanne Angelica put her napkin down on the table and was already getting her jacket on. This was urgent and she new it. No life was worth losing time from taking another bite of food.

Getting into the car and putting on her seat belt Angelica turned so she could look at Reese, her own heart pounded in her chest. This was a mess and it must be connected to Victoria and Garret.

Looking up at Reese Victoria's face was emotionless. Why was she here again? Hadn't they already gotten the point she wasn't talking? Garret must have told them about Aaron but what did that have to do with her being here now? 

Her question was soon answered hearing that Aaron had kidnapped someone. A bref moment of anger shown in Victoria's own eyes. Not only had Aaron not listened to her, but now he was messing with what Garret had worked hard for. She might not agree, and might not follow but that didn't mean she wanted to rune it for him.

   "His name is Aaron and he can't follow directions. This was not in the plain to kidnap anyone.You can believe me or not, but thats all I know. If he said he'd kill her than she is either already dead, or he will if you don't do what he says."

Getting to the office and getting the low down on what was going on Nate ran a hand over is face, He was happy Reese has called him to talk to Garret but at the same time it was hard to be pulled from home when he had been comfortable. He was lucky though the Laura understood and just wanted Susanne back too. 

Opening the door and entering the room Nate takes note to the handcuffs on Garret once again. He couldn't blame Reese really seeing as they had no idea what was going on. He still did feel bad though.

   "Sorry about the cuffs again Garret. Victoria is ok but we do have a problem. It seems the guy you were talking me about Aaron has taken one of our agents. Is there anything you havent told us that could help? Reese is none to happy and any information would be better than none."

Continuing to listen Stacy couldnt help but be on guard the more and more he talked. She new Eric had been married but she didn't know anything about him being a father. She wondered if he even new.
    
   "Can I see the paper work please? Before I let you talk to anyone I need to make sure of what you have said!"

Taking the paper work Stacy tried to say as calm as she could as she thumbed through everything. Sure enough it seemed like everything was in order and true. As much as she didn't want to believe it, she was more worried for Eric. Something just didn't feel right.

     "Eric's family runs this ranch. Follow me."
 

Babies

Ryan's sudden question was so out of the blue that Tal's fork hovered halfway to his mouth as he stopped mid-bite. Her tone made his stomach turn, and he kept his eyes on the television. 

Her second question brought Eli to a halt as well, and he looked between her and his best friend, wondering what in the world was going on. Even small spats were rare for them - what was this?

Tal slowly set down his fork, swallowing his previous bite and hoping it stayed down. Right now, he wasn't so sure it would. He refused to look at Ryan, too upset to even show her his face. And all this....it was just too much. He never should have come over tonight. "You're not crazy," he stated quietly. "I am." He rose to his feet. "For thinking this could work."

As he aimed for the door, Eli quickly set his plate aside and got up. "Whoa, whoa, where are you going?"

"Back where I belong." Tal slipped on his shoes and grabbed his keys. "Thanks for supper."

"You barely ate!" Eli's eyes were wide. "What is going on here?" He looked to Ryan, Tal, back and forth. When Tal didn't reply and simply tried to leave, Eli took him by the shoulder to stop him. "You're not going anywhere until I get some answers."

Tal shrugged off his hand, and finally looked to Ryan. His eyes weren't angry. Just sad. Hurt. Disappointed. "Why should I stay?" The words caught in his throat. This wasn't how he wanted to do this but Eli was backing him into a corner. "I never even really belonged here anyway, did I? All the time in Alec's shadow, just too blind to see it."

Eli recoiled and straightened slightly. The hospital. This had to be about what Ryan said at the hospital. Tal must have overheard. And now... Eli had no response. He looked to his sister, now even more worried about her emotional state.


Halfway through dinner at the nice restaurant, Reese rolled his eyes as his cell phone buzzed. He and Angelica both could never shut off their phones, even for a meal, and they knew that, but just once it would be nice to not have to worry about anything else. Seeing the caller's number, he couldn't remember whose it was, and was tempted not to answer. But something told him he should. 

"Hello?" Hearing Chuck's urgent message, he sat up straight in his chair and gave Angelica a very concerned look. "Ok, just keep cool. It's going to be okay. I'll call Susanne's phone and figure out what's really going on. I'll be in touch - call me back if you hear anything else."

Ending the call, Reese stood up from the table. "Susanne's been nabbed. It's gotta be Agency. Come on." He tossed Angelica the car keys so he could concentrate on calling Susanne's phone...and anyone else he'd have to. "Let's get to headquarters."

He left payment on the table and dialed as he walked outside with her, heading to the car...

Seeing the phone showing that Reese was calling, Aaron quirked an eyebrow. That was even faster than he'd anticipated. He let it ring a few times before finally answering. "Well, if it isn't chief of the Elite. What an honor."

Reese slid in the passenger seat and buckled himself in. He bristled at the man's voice. "What do you want?"

"Mm, right down to business. I like that." Aaron glanced to the basement door. "I've got something you want, and you've got something I want. So the logical solution is a trade, don't you think?"

Reese gritted his teeth. "And what is it you want?"

"Just two warm bodies." Aaron fiddled with a knife, twirling the tip of the blade on the kitchen counter. "Actually, to particular warm bodies. You've got two Agency operatives and I want them back."

Reese glanced at Angelica, worry in his eyes. "And if I refuse?"

"Oh, that's easy. Susanne here dies. I'm not a cruel man - I'll make it quick. But then I'll just have to find my next target and we'll have to start all over again. So for efficiency sake, I'd suggest getting this uncomfortable process over with. Savvy?"

"Yeah...yeah, I understand. So what do..." Reese's voice trailed off as the call was abruptly ended. He knew the kidnapper was just toying with him, and giving him time to work things out before offering up any more details. He growled in frustration. "He wants Garret and Victoria in return for Susanne. Otherwise he's gonna a kill her." He dialed a new number on his phone. "Nate - it's Reese. We've got a situation. Meet me at headquarters asap. I need you to interrogate Garret..." 

...It was an hour and a half later at the Elite. Reese stood inside Victoria's holding cell, while Pete was just feet away with a readied shotgun, just in case. Reese folded his arms and stared at Victoria, anger flashing in his eyes, though he was trying to keep his cool. "The agent you say shot Nate - he's still out there, isn't he? I want to know everything about him, and I want to know the real plan here. I don't like being blindsided, especially when it involves kidnapping one of my own agents. So start talking."

Upstairs, Garret paced the interrogation room. All he knew was they wanted him distanced from Victoria while they talked to her, and something bad had happened. Bad enough that he was back in the hated cuffs and shackles. He hadn't fought, but he'd thought they were past this. It must be only Nate who thought of him as a human being. Reese had told him Nate would be here soon, but he had no idea why. He hadn't done anything but beg to see Victoria again, and it was strange to be handled after normal hours. 


Sitting at his desk at home, Justin's eyes were glued to his computer screen. He'd just been in the middle of a pizza and movie with Beth at his place, and had just gotten super comfortable on the couch with her, when Reese had called. Now the movie was paused and he'd had to leave Beth on the couch while he worked in his office. But Susanne's life was on the line, making it far less of an inconvenience.

Dalton had sent him all video footage from the last few days of Garret and Victoria both. Reese wanted him to go over it and see if there were any hidden clues or any mal-intent or lies. It was hard not being onsite, and some footage had no audio, but Justin would do his best.


Troy frowned at Stacy's response, his eyes showing he was trying to work something out in his mind. “Oh. Well...maybe you can help." Her coolness had put him on edge, but he had a job to do. "My colleague and I have a couple month-old babies that we were hired to leave with Eric - their father. If we can’t leave them here with a family member, we’ve been directed to take them to social services instead." 

He sifted through some papers in his hands. “I’ve got a statement from the mother, giving up her rights, in case anyone should question the legitimacy of this situation... Ah, here it is." He glanced over the paper. “Is this something you're authorized to handle, or do I need to speak to someone else?”

Fear

Letting himself into Susanne's apartment Chuck new something wasn't right. He'd found her belongings outside all over the place, and no inside peering through the dark the hair on his neck stood on end. It was not normal for her to not be home on time, and even more abnormal that she wasn't on time for one of there dates without calling. He'd texted her, and called a few times and got nothing. This was not right.

Feeling his phone buzz in his pocket Chuck can't help but jump. He'd been so focused anything would of made him jump. Pulling his phone from his pocket Chad's heart beats faster seeing it was Susanne.

   "Susanne? Where are you? Are you ok?"

Hearing a voice that was not Susanne's on the other line the hair on the back of Chad's neck stands on end. His heart raced for a whole new reason as he listened on the other end of the phone. Susanne had been kidnapped and he felt helpless as the line goes dead.

Quickly thumbing through his contacts Chuck's hand shook finding Reese's  number. Dialing it Chad starts to pace the floor stopping when Reese answers.

   "Reese its Chad. Susanne has been kidnapped by someone. I dont know who but I just got a phone call from them and they told me to call and tell you. He said to call phone and do it fast,"

Watching the car that pulled up Stacy was on guard. There wasn't anyone booked to be coming to the ranch today so her guard was up. Walking twords them Stacy stops seeing the man change his own root and come to her. Something wasn't right and she could feel it.

   "Hello. Eric is away on a business trip right now. I'm the head of security here at the ranch, is there something I can help you with Mr. Dexter?"

Stacy looked at him straight in the eye. Her answer was short and sweet with very little information given. She didn't feel comfortable giving out more than she needed to, to a stranger. Not to metion when the were looking for Eric.

Ryan hadn't touched much of her steak which was really rare. But something seemed off. More than her normal right now anyways. Tal was being strange and keeping space between them. There was no hug, and hardly any words. She wanted to at least try to have a conversation but when she would try it was just cut off. She felt bad and this was just making it worse.

    "If you don't want to be here than why did you come?"

Her comment seemed out of no where but she had, had enough. Ryan had so much to worry about she just didn't need anymore. Not to mention if Tal had a problem why didn't he just say it and cut this awkwardness off.

    "Is there a reason you are not acting yourself or am I crazier than everyone thinks?"
                                                                                                                                                                         

Distance

“Okay. I’ll be in touch then.” Justin wasn’t going to stay any longer today, purposely giving Ryan some space. He stood slowly and picked up his backpack to sling over his shoulder before giving her a slight nod. “It’s gonna be okay,” he assured. “We’ll get this figured out.” 

A few minutes later, he was in his car and headed towards Mom and Pop’s. He owed Carson a quick stop, then a visit with Mackenzie, then finally home and on to dinner with Beth…

…Things were quiet, back inside. Eli could hear when Justin left, but didn’t come out of his room right away. It was strange not knowing how to act around his sister – he didn’t care about himself, he just wanted to help her and not make things worse. He was glad Justin was in the mix now though and hoped it would help. 

The next couple days, time didn't seem to matter much. Eli made sure Ryan got her phone back from her car, and did go to work, but didn't like being gone too long. He just wanted to see her smile again...he just wanted to know she really was going to be okay.

Wandering to the kitchen after a quick shower after work, he came close and set a hand on Ryan’s shoulder, giving it a little squeeze. “Hey. My stomach’s trying to eat itself." Actually, he'd skipped lunch and was now regretting it. "I was thinking steaks…maybe invite Tal?...”

 Tal lay on his couch, one hand on one dog, the other dog curled up between his legs. Work had seemed extra stressful today, but maybe it was because he'd avoided talking too much about Ryan with Eli. Actually, that was the story the last two days. He hadn't seen Ryan since the hospital, and felt rotten, even though he was torn between being hurt and upset, and knowing she was in a rough spot needing support. He'd at least texted her since she got her phone back...though hadn't elaborated much on anything, telling her he was super busy at work, and crashing in the evenings. Which was true...he just usually spent time with her anyway, even if he did have hard days at work. 

His buzzing phone made him sigh and he picked it up to see a message from Eli. Steaks at their place. He knew he couldn't say no. Not after avoiding them so much already. He had to go. He had to at least show his face and then...then, something. He didn't know what. He had to talk to Ryan somehow. Sometime. Soon. He just...didn't know how. Or when.

A couple hours later, the three of them were in the living room at Ryan and Eli's, ready to eat the steaks, while a movie played on television. It was so much like so many other evenings, yet…different. Eli had had a strangely hard time getting Tal to come over, which was odd in itself, then Ryan was quieter than normal, which just added to it. And even now, as Eli took a bite of his meat, he glanced to the couch and couldn’t help but notice the extra physical distance between Tal and Ryan. What was up? Ryan hadn't said they were on the outs or anything...

Tal cut another piece of steak off before taking a bite and focusing on the television. He couldn’t remember when being here had ever been this uncomfortable, and he hated it. He was having a hard time being this close to Ryan, knowing things were over. Even when he’d arrived, he’d given Zidan extra attention, just to act as a distraction so Ryan wouldn’t have a chance to try and hug or kiss him. He just wanted to go home, but…couldn’t. How could he break things off when she needed help? It just felt so messed up.


Reese pursed his lips and finally shrugged. “I’m sure we could find something to pin on Victoria. Her association with the Agency alone is enough to keep her a while. And I’d really hate to let her go when we’ve got her in custody already, but you’re right. If she wants to leave, we have little choice, and at this point, I’m not so sure it’s worth fighting her.”

He gathered up a few papers on his desk and stacked them together. “Let’s let things rest until tomorrow morning. I’m still leaving Garret up to you, and we can discuss Victoria more after we’ve slept on it.”


Aaron lay on his stomach on the rooftop of the building across the street from the Elite. Peering through his binoculars, he spied his target. After spying all day on who came and went, he’d settled on this one. Anyone else might be too unpredictable. But her – he could handle. And if his hunch was right, the Elite would trade anyone to get one of their own back, despite what Victoria thought. He hadn’t heard a thing from her, nor had he seen Garret again, and it was time to act.

…It was several hours later. The sun had set, and the streets were growing quieter. But something was still amiss. Anyone passing by Susanne’s house might not notice anything. But should one stop and take a closer look, they might see her purse lying on the ground near the porch steps. Car keys tossed away near the driveway. Susanne’s wallet partially hidden in the flower bed…

…“They’ll hear by now that I’m missing, you know.” Susanne tugged at the ropes that bound her wrists behind her back. “My boyfriend will be at my house, and when he sees I’m gone, he’ll go straight to the Elite and they’ll take turns ripping you limb from li-” Her sentence was cut short by a hard backhanded slap to the mouth. Wincing, she licked her throbbing lip, and tasted blood. She didn’t have long to recover before a fist was thrown at the other side of her face. Fear gripped her soul, but she reacted with anger, lurching in the chair, though it did no good. “You think you’re so tough?! Let me go and see if you can handle me when I’m not tied up, punk!”

Aaron leaned down to her eye-level and glared at her. “I already proved once you’re not strong enough to take me. And if I let you go now, you’d be dead in five seconds. Don’t press your luck.”

“What do you want from me?” Susanne’s legs strained to break free from being tied to the chair, but she was held too tightly. She squinted through eyes that were both beginning to swell and turn black and blue. She knew she was in a basement somewhere, but that was it. It was damp and cool, and there was no light except for a single dingy bulb hanging from the ceiling. “Why did you take me?”

“Leverage.” Aaron cocked his head. “You’ve just confirmed the Elite will want you back. And that’s what I’m counting on.”

Susanne watched him stand and head for the stairs. “Why? What are you…” Her mind reeled. “Garret. This has something to do with Garret doesn’t it?” Her question went unanswered though, as she was left alone. “God, please help me,” she whispered desperately. She’d always known working with the Elite came with risks, but this was the first time she’d faced anything worse than prisoners brought in. And despite her brave exterior, on the inside she was terrified.

Aaron scrolled through names on Susanne’s cell phone as he paced upstairs. He was in an abandoned house he’d found on the outskirts of town, perfect for a temporary hideaway. There was only one contact on Susanne’s list that had the most recent calls and text messages – Chuck. It had to be the boyfriend she’d mentioned. A perfect way to get in to the Elite without a chance of them tracking him. Dialing, he waited until he heard Chuck answer.

“Hey, Chuck, got your girlfriend here.” He kept his tone calm and down to business. “Her life is on the line, so I suggest you get a hold of her boss at the Elite and tell them to give her a call so we can negotiate her return. I expect a call back within half an hour or Miss Pretty here is gonna be less pretty.”

Without waiting for any response, he ended the call and tucked the phone in his back pocket. “Let’s hope your boyfriend has enough brains to follow instructions,” he mused aloud.


A black four-door car drove slowly up the ranch driveway and parked near the main building. There weren’t any visitors scheduled to arrive, and it was not a car that had been seen here before. A man and woman emerged, the woman opening the back door, seeming to be absorbed in taking care of something in the back seat, while the man looked around as if seeking assistance. He was dressed well in nice pants and a button down shirt, his features clean-cut and well-manicured. 

Only after starting for the main house did he spot the nearest person, changing his route. Approaching Stacy, he offered a smile. “Hi. My name is Troy Dexter. I’m looking for an Eric Pent. Do you know if he’s here?” 

Gut Feeling

Looking down at the journal that Justin put in front of her Ryan's fingers run over the cover. Talking about how she felt was hard so she wondered if writing it down would be a little easier. Though Justin said he wasn't going to read it she wondered what the point was. 

   "Ok, I'll try and see how that goes."

Seeing Justin's number Ryan gives a nod. If she needed it maybe Eli would let her use his phone. She still hadn't gotten hers back from her car yet. She hadn't even see her car yet, but from what she was told there really wasn't much left. She did need to get she stuff from it sooner or later though before it was taken away for good. Maybe Eli would give her a ride there.

   "Uh, yeah in a few days is ok. I'm not going back to work till next week. So anytime would be good."

   "It is pretty hard to take in but its not unheard of. I mean even the best of the best could have something click one day and if Garret wasn't born into the Agency like he said he does know life outside it already."

Thinking for a long moment Nate could understand Reese's hesitation. All this did make little sense even to him, but he had to go with his gut on this. It was hard to know what was right and what was wrong in some situations like this. All the could do is do what they thought was right.

   "As for Victoria, we really would have no reason to keep her. We know she is Agency but since she wasn't the one who shot me she hasn't done anything wrong that we can prove. We could always let her go and see if she leads us to the other guy who did shoot me, but really that would all depend on a lot of thinks."

Tough Pill

Once again, Justin noticed Ryan looking past him, and wondered if "Alec" was here with them now. "Finding someone who makes us feel special is a big thing," he responded gently. "It's hard when they're gone...especially if we took them for granted while they were here."

He leaned down to reach in his bag and pulled out a small journal to set it in front of Ryan. "I want you to do me a favor. It might be awkward at first, but that's ok. Not everyone likes to write. But I want you to use this at least twice a day to record how you feel. Whether you're sad or angry or confused. Even if you just put down one word. And if you see or hear from Alec... I want you to put that in here too, and record how that makes you feel." 

His small smile returned. "I'm not going to read it - it's just for you. I want you to get more comfortable expressing how you feel, even if it's just on paper. Sometimes it's surprising how simply admitting something can help us figure out what's making us tick...or what's thrown a monkey wrench into things." He reached out and opened the journal to reveal a handwritten note stuck inside. "This is my cell phone number. If something happens or gets worse, or you just need to talk, call me. Or text. I'd like to meet with you again though, maybe in a couple days, if it's alright with you?"


Heading back down to the holding cell, Garret had a hard time battling his adrenaline. This - being controlled without a fight - went against an entire lifetime of training. And when they reached his cell, all he wanted was to go to Victoria instead. But all he could do was glance at her door before being locked up again. He trusted Nate would do what he could, as promised, but he didn't trust Reese or the Elite system.


Reese was quiet for a few moments mulling over everything he'd witnessed, along with Nate's deduction. He tapped a pen on his desk as he thought, proving his stress level. "I just find this whole thing hard to believe," he finally admitted. "He's certainly acting irrationally enough to be in love...but a top Agency man? Giving in to his emotions? He's got how many years of training, yet he not only runs away, but runs into the arms of the enemy?" He shook his head. "It's a tough pill to swallow."

On the other hand, Reese's passion for his rehabilitation program made him want to see this through. Helping people out of the Agency was where he really felt he was doing the most good. If Garret was telling the truth, how could Reese turn his back?

"As far as Victoria goes, I don't know what to think, and now, apparently, there's another man loose out there. Which reminds me to tell you to watch your back and watch it closely. I don't want the next bullet to take you out for good." 

He sighed deeply. "What if Victoria doesn't want to stay with Garret? How can we not turn her in?"

One thing..

Hearing Justin's question Ryan looks up past Justin again at Alec. He was standing in the same place still smiling at her. Almost finding humor in what her answer might be.

   "He was just miss understood. I enjoyed his company, the way he made me laugh. He just...made some bad desitions."

Ryan felt so strange talking about this. It was hard, it was strange. Ryan felt like she could say so more but she couldn't find the words.

   "He made me feel special in his own way."

Looking at Garret Nate just studys him for a long moment. He felt like there really was more but he didn't think he'd get anything else from Garret right now.

   "I can't blame you for wanting to protect the one you love. That's all I really want to do in this world too."

Nodding twords the door Nate opens it. Garret would back to his cell for now till tomorrow. Everything hung on Victoria and not even Garret knows what way it would go.

Walking back down the cubicles after Garret was back in his cell. Going to Reese's office he sits down in the chair across the desk from Reese.

   "Well you heard everything. I know one thing for sure. Garret loves Victoria and I do believe he did this all for her."

Half Truth

Justin nodded slowly and scribbled a note on his pad before he cocked his head. A new smile emerged. "Oh, I don't need to know anything - all I'm doing is helping dump out the box of puzzle pieces so we can figure out what the picture is together." 

He paused to simply read her for a moment before speaking again. "Alec, he um...could be a bit of a scoundrel from what I understand. But you saw past that, didn't you? What did you see in him?"


Nate's question set Garret on edge again, but this time he held his cool. He knew in his silence that followed, it was as good as admitting he'd been hiding something, but he had to form his words carefully. He was too far out of control to think too quickly on this one.

"Medridge...has favorites." Garret finally let his eyes rise once again to see Nate's face. He wanted to trust him. He was at the Elite's mercy whether he liked it or not. But there were just some things he refused to reveal until he was certain of the future. "I'm a favorite and so is Victoria. Her training goes a long way back, and she's one of the best. I was recruited when I was..." He paused. "...young. So I've had my fair share of training as well. We are both valuable to Medridge because of our skills and loyalty. I was his right hand man - you don't get that far without being good at what you do. Though her role has been different, Victoria's rank in the Agency is as high as mine. There are few operatives who know more than we do."

He leaned back in his chair, finally more at ease, although he knew good and well he was still holding back. "You're right - Medridge can easily replace agents. But he's spent many years grooming us for our jobs. Me, to take his place, though it's never been documented officially. And Victoria to eventually serve as an equal. She's special because of her knowledge and skills. Medridge would be a fool to simply try and replace her. He has too much invested in her and he takes his possessions seriously."

Everything he'd said was true. Those were all valid reasons as to why Medridge would want Victoria back. But if Reese found out she was the psychopath's flesh and blood, he'd never agree to trusting her, let alone protecting her. Garret had to convince them to trust her before he would be willing to give up this piece of information...even to Nate. And now the question was...did Nate believe what he'd just told him?

Garret glanced to the mirror then back at Nate. "If Victoria won't stay... I can't go back. So...my own offer to help in return for freedom still stands, regardless."

Why?

As Garret had his fit of rage he stood ready just in case anything else happened though he didn't think it would. Looking to the mirror that was on the wall he shook his head knowing Reese was in the other room. He new his boss would not like this, but Nate new it was the best way. He hoped Garret did trust him, and he hoped he would hold true to his word. Sitting down across from the table he just waits till Garret is calmed and is ready to talk.

When Garret starts talking Nate looks up at him searching his face and listing. So much could be said in so few words. There was a world, of love, hurt and anger in his words that made Nate know they were true. He couldn't help but feel bad for Garret to an extent. There fate, the woman he loved hung in the balance and he didn't even know if she was going to follow him. Nate tried to put his self in Garret's shoes and he didn't like how it made him free either. 

   "As far as I know since Victoria is not the one who shot me, if she can calm down and doesn't try to hurt anyone in time like you she will be let go of. We really dont have a reason to keep her now since she hasn't done anything wrong."

Nate leans back in his chair and thinks for a long moment still searching Garret's face. There was something else there, something else that might be very important to everyone. Nate couldn't put his finger on it.

   "If we are lucky maybe I can get you to see Victoria again tomorrow morning. I shouldn't be at work but I will be so I can see this through Garret. I meant it when I said I'll do all I can to make sure you are safe, and that goes for Victoria too. I just need to know one thing so we can keep us saft too."

Pausing for a moment Nate rises. He'd lead Garret back to his cell in a few moments. He just needed his question answered.

   "Why is Victoria so special? She might be highly skilled like you are but the Agency has never had a problem in replacing people before. The way she carry's herself is different too. Hard as stone, but the way she stands, talks...its almost like she'd had far more training in many different things. I just want to know why?"

Sitting across from Justin Ryan fiddles with her napkin. This felt so awkward, and strange to her. She'd never eally been one to share her feelings with people and now she had to. It was nice that Justin was understanding, Ryan just felt like she was wasting his time too.

Looking up it was not Justin Ryan look at but it was past him to a figure that stood by the window. It was Alec, his arms folded and a smug look on his face as he shook his head. Looking back to Justin Ryan lets out a long sigh as she looks down again.

   "I guess Alec died, but I thought he was still alive. I was getting texts from and seeing him. That...really sums it up. What else do you need to know?"

Rage

Walking to the interrogation room, Garret could feel all the eyes on him. It was a different stare this time. There was even more distrust. More caution since he wasn't restrained. They were afraid of him, and he could feel it.

Getting to the room, Garret sank down in a chair, but shook his head at Nate's offer for something to drink. He'd promised he would talk...but now...now he didn't know what to say. He'd been banking on Victoria saying she'd stay with him or at least giving him some kind of positive response. But neither had come. He had no idea what she would do, and as such, he was stuck between a rock and a very hard place.

His eyes glanced up to Nate's, and he remained silent for several long moments. He'd planned on revealing everything, in an effort to build trust. But how could he, without knowing what Victoria wanted? If she wanted to escape and leave, he wasn't going to risk exposing the fact that she was Medridge's granddaughter. There was no way the Elite would let her get away if they had that bit of information. Garret had planned to ask for protection for her as well...but without knowing if she'd even stay at all, how could he convince them that she was on the same side he was? His plan was falling apart.

With the rising stress and a new surge of adrenaline, Garret slammed his fist down on the table without warning, before getting up and giving the metal chair a swift kick to send it flying into the corner. It was so sudden and so forceful that it would have made anyone jump. Putting his hands on his head, he growled in frustration and paced a small circle. It was so out of control. Everything. This whole thing. Himself.

On the other side of the mirror, Reese shook his head. Garret was unpredictable and dangerous. He'd had absolutely no reason for this outburst. Reese didn't approve of the lack of restraints, but he'd handed the reins to Nate, and wasn't going to interfere. Regardless, he didn't trust Garret or his displays of rage.

Stopping, Garret leaned his hands on the table, refusing to look back at Nate again. His breaths came more rapidly as his pulse pounded, and his muscles started to shake. The sensations caused a new memory to surface, sending him back to when he was just seventeen...

"...Control yourself, Garret."

"I don't want to!" Garret took a swing at the punching bag. He was soaked with sweat and out of breath, yet refused to stop. He'd just been tortured, had barely escaped a mission alive, then had found out he'd been lied to. His hot temper was something that had reared its head a lot these past few months, and they were coming down on him hard for it. 

"You need to learn to use your anger." The other agent stopped the bag from swinging, and looked at him sternly. "You need to harness it. Control it. Otherwise, you'll never survive your next assignment." 

Garret shouted a string of profanity before turning on the agent, starting an all-out fight between them. It had only ended when Garret had finally been pinned face-down on the floor, barely able to breathe. 

"Enough!" the other agent commanded. "If you don't start shutting down your emotions, you will never succeed. If you cannot control yourself, then you will learn not to feel. You will act with your head and never, ever your heart."

It had been a constant struggle for him to ignore his feelings. To not be upset with betrayal. To not care when he'd been wronged. And later, part of his stability had come from the drugs, making him even more the perfect soldier for Medridge's plans. 

Garret took a deep breath and let it out slowly. There were no drugs to help him this time. Only his own willpower. He wasn't used to these kinds of emotions, which made this whole thing even harder. If he'd been back at the Agency estate, he would probably have picked someone to beat up just to feel better. But that wasn't an option here.

In reality, only a couple minutes had passed, and he finally returned his gaze to Nate. His own eyes were so full of these overwhelming feelings, yet so empty at the same time. "I did all this to be with Victoria." There. He'd said it. He straightened and resumed pacing as he talked. "We met a few years ago, but her gr... our commanding officer didn't want us to be together. So I devised a plan to defect. I planted a clue only she would find, so I knew she'd be the one to come for me. And I was going to convince her to stay with me here."

He gritted his teeth. "But now I'm not so sure it's going to work." He paused and looked Nate square in the eye. "I'll only warn you once. If she chooses to leave, do not stop her. She is just as capable as I am at getting her way, and I'm pretty sure you don't want an office full of dead agents. But if she chooses to stay, I'm just asking that we be let free with the understanding that we'll both help fight against the Agency."

Then there was Aaron. He started pacing again. "Victoria wasn't the one who shot you. She brought another operative. I don't know what he's going to do, and that's the truth. But be careful - he's a hothead with a happy trigger finger...as you well know. I don't know if he'll report what's happened or try to get Victoria and me out of here, since he's loyal to me. At this point I'm in the dark on that one, I swear."

Finally calm enough, he grabbed the chair and put it back up to the table to sit, and leaned forward on his elbows. He was mentally and emotionally exhausted, yet so worked up, that if he didn't work off some of this adrenaline soon, he wasn't sure he could avoid another fight. He was falling towards depression and desperation, both a result of his own doing. His eyes dropped downward, and his voice came out in a lower, more subdued tone. He might not be telling Nate whole truths - Victoria's true identity still had to be kept secret for now - but he'd given his word to talk. "What else do you want to know?"


Even though Eli knew very little how to help his sister on all of his, he did know that it was a good thing she was willing to talk to someone. She'd always been so strong... She had to get through this.

He gave her leg a pat before starting in on his own vowl of soup. "It'll be okay... I promise. It's just another curve in the road. You got this."

Feeling his phone, he paused to read Scarlet's message. His brow furrowed in confusion. What was going on? He knew a little bit about her family, but she didn't talk much about them, so he'd never asked many questions. He hadn't even known she'd be with them at all on this trip though, so something was up.

Okay. See you soon. Miss you and anxious to talk.

Eli tried to make the rest of the evening light until he encouraged Ryan to go to bed. After that though, he got on his phone again to make the only connection he had...

...It was the next morning, and Eli had made the introductions before making himself scarce in his bedroom to give Justin and Ryan privacy at the kitchen table. He'd gotten a hold of Justin the night before, and Justin had suggested he come for a casual visit today just to get things started, then they'd play things by ear.

At the kitchen table, Justin took a seat and set aside his backpack, then took a moment to study Ryan's face. Her eyes. Her body language. "So...I've heard from your brother what's been happening..." He cocked his head as he paused. "But, I always like to go straight to the source. I'm not here to tell you you're crazy, poke fun, or tell you what you've been doing wrong. I'm just here to listen, and hopefully help straighten out any tangled thoughts that might be getting in the way."

He gave her slow nod. "We're not on a schedule, there's no right or wrong way to tackle this, and you're in the driver's seat." He grinned. "Which, from the sounds of it, you're pretty good at. So...how about you tell me your story - you can start wherever you like - and we'll just see where it leads?"

Slow or Fast

As the door opens and Nate steps inside Victoria stiffens slightly. She didn't want Garret to leave her, to walk out and leave her alone in here once more with her own thoughts. It was more terrifying than anyone would ever know. Just watching as Garret left she sank down on the cot that was by the far wall. What would happen know she didn't know. But it would seem she had all the time in the world.

Seeing the Garret was coming willingly Nate didn't see the need for cuffs anymore. He believed there wouldn't be any problem even if he got many strange looks. Seeing Reese on his way he gave a small nod. This was his time to get answers if he wanted them He could listen to everything and peace it together.

   "Take a seat at the table. Do you want any water or anything before we start? If not feel free to start whenever. I'll let you pick where you'd like to start since you've already know the questions. Take it as slow or as fast as you want."

Once home and settled in Ryan was thankful that Eli volunteered to make dinner. She was starving but really didn't feel like cooking herself and the sound of fast food just turned her stomach tonight. She felt drained, but hyper, happy, yet sad, and all she really wanted was to crawl under her covers in bed and sleep. But if she did that, Eli would worry even more and she'd already caused enough of that.

Stiring her soup Ryan took a small sip and couldn't help but smile a little on the inside. Eli new how to make chicken noodle soup just like there father use to. Even if it only came from a can there was just something about it that was different. Maybe it was the simple ingredient of love. 

   "Yeah, I'll try it out and see how it goes. I know I need something I just....I'm just nervous. I'm not a big fan of talking to people about how I feel. But I'll try."

Ryan shifted a little on the couch letting her free hand drop down to Zidan's head giving it a scratch. Than returning to her soup she took another sip. The air was thick, and awkward tonight and Ryan could only hope it wouldn't last long.

Getting Eli's text Scarlet looks around the room to the sleeping form on the far bed. She'd taken an unexpected detour before coming home. It couldn't be helped though, and it was all for a good reason. Taking note to another several boxes that were in the room taped, with address on them she new tomorrow would be another long day. But before heading to bed she at least wanted to text Eli back.

   Happy to hear Ryan is ok for the most part. I had a family
emergency myself and wont be home for at least another 3 days. 
Everything is ok, just something unexpected came up.  I'll
call you when I get home.

 

Honor

Eli wasn't so sure himself why Tal had suddenly taken off, but he gave Ryan a reassuring smile anyway. "Yeah, I'm sure he's fine. He's been sitting here almost as long as I have, and stayed til you woke up before I sent him for coffee. He's probably just going stir crazy."

It would take Eli a while to talk to the right doctors, but he was determined to get his sister home today, and after a few hours, he finally succeeded in having her released. By now, most of the day was gone and he was exhausted, but he wouldn't even think about sleep. He got Ryan settled on the couch and did his best to get whatever she needed before eventually making a light supper of chicken soup. 

Stirring the soup once more, Eli took his phone out of his pocket to text Scarlet.

Home. Ryan is doing ok. Is gonna need help working thru some emotional issues. Long story. But we're good for now. Can't wait til you're home.

After sending the message, he turned off the stove and took supper into the living room. It wasn't until he'd given Ryan a bowl that he fianlly brought up the subject once more of getting help. 

"So...you'd really be okay if I found someone you could talk to?" He eased down next to her on the couch. "About...the whole Alec thing, I mean. 'Cause I know a guy who's pretty good at helping figure stuff out..." He didn't want to pressure her, and this was awkward enough the way it was, but he didn't want to wait too long.


Garret closed his eyes for a moment, wishing he had the right words to say. Wishing he could convince Victoria of the things he felt could work for them. But he'd given her all he could. He knew it was a big decision, and he'd thrown it at her all at once, but they simply didn't have time to think through every detail. 

"Please just..." He was cut off as the door opened, and he turned quickly, automatically putting himself between Nate and Victoria in a protective stance. No...no, he didn't have his answer yet. Their time couldn't be up yet. He didn't know what Victoria was going to do. He couldn't walk away until he knew! Desperation flickered in his eyes as he looked back and forth between Nate and Victoria. He'd given Nate his word - and if he didn't keep it now, he'd be doomed for sure. 

His shoulders dropped, and he gave Victoria one last glance. His quiet words to her were not spoken in English, but in Russian, knowing full well that Nate would not understand him, but she would. "Think quickly. I can't change paths now. The future is in your hands." 

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he turned back to Nate and nodded, even though every fiber in his being wanted to stay. He knew now that he'd be questioned again. That Nate would be searching for better answers as to what was going on, and Garret had given him his word. And right now, all he had in his defense was his honor. He had to keep his promise. "Okay," he relented. 

Think about it...

Sinking down in the bed a little more Ryan lets out a long sigh. Everything was a mess and she hated it. She hated disappointing people, she hated knowing she was not ok, and most of all she hated depending on people. She new that Eli didn't mind but it still bothered her.

Seeing Tal come into the room Ryan gave a small smile to him. He had been there, she wondered if he was or not. She was happy to see him and yet there was part of her that felt guilty too. Tal was very important to her, and she loved her time spent with him but at the same time, now relized deep down she cared about Alec still hurt, and she new it was wrong. Before she never noticed it though, and now she did. She'd definitely need to talk to Tal before she would lose even a friendship with her. At the moment though her mental state couldn't handle it but she hoped soon she oculd.

Getting the small kiss from Tal Ryan smiled again about to thank him for coming but was cut off as he said he needed to go. Ryan found that a little strange but really didn't get to say much as Tal made his way to the door. Hearing him comment she gave a small laugh before waving a little.  Once he was gone she looked back to her brother with slight question on her face.

   "Is he ok?"

As Garret paced Victoria just stood there looking at him. This behavior was so...odd for Garret and it scared her slightly. She still didn't understand what was going on. This all was just crazy and it made her heart race. She came here to try and get Garret out, to rescue him, and instead he was tilling her he wanted to stay.

   "You'd choose the wrath of my grandfather over being safe? I don't get it Garret, this is all way to much."

Looking up into Garret's eyes Victoria searched. Searched for an answer different from the one she had been given. This was not what she expected, this was not how life was meant to go. 

   "I...I don't know Garret. I have to think about it. This is a lot of information at once. How am I to leave everything for a world we know nothing about? A world we will be hunted in. I always said I'll follow you anywhere...but I don't understand Garret."

Glancing down at his watch Nate new it had been a few min longer than the fifteen minutes longer than he had already told Garret he'd have. If he left Garret stay in there any longer he new Reese would have his head and than maybe loose all chance as help him, or them both. Opening the door Nate steps inside looking to Victoria and than to Garret.

   "Garret, it's time to go."

Afraid

Everything Victoria said - all of her questions - it was so familiar. It was all the same things that had gone through his own mind a thousand times before he'd made his decision. And to some extent, there were not answers for everything. As Victoria mentioned Aaron, Garret's eyes flashed with concern. Aaron was a good agent, but he could also be a loose cannon, which could really mess this thing up. He'd have to handle that...somehow.

"Yes...yes, I'm crazy." Garret paced a small circle, his mind reeling. "But we're here, don't you see? We're already out. I know it won't be easy, but I would rather spend my life with you and have to look over my shoulder, or even die, than to live with you in sight but out of reach forever." He shook his head. "I don't care what the Agency thinks or what your grandfather might do. Nothing can be more painful than living at the estate day after day after day as a robot forbidden to be near you."

His eyes found hers again, begging her to understand. To see through his eyes. To feel through his heart. To accept this offer now. "I haven't been brainwashed. I've been thinking about this for a long time and just waiting for an opening. All those botched missions?" His shoulders sank slightly. "Those were my first attempts to get out, and I just covered them up so no one would know. I can't take it anymore. The orders. The senseless killing of innocents. The obsession of Medridge to do nothing but torture. I have lived with it for far too long and..." His words caught in his throat as a childhood memory flashed through his mind. Victoria didn't even know of his true past - few did. And it was something he did not like to revisit. He quickly recovered and shook his head again. "...I just want to be free. With you."

Stepping towards her again, he took her hands in his. "It will take time to gain the Elite's trust, but I believe it's possible. Eventually, the handcuffs will come off. Nate...the agent who was shot, he's...he's different. This place is different. I can't explain it - I don't know what it is. But if we commit to helping them, they won't send us to prison, and at least we'll have someone to watch our backs if your grandfather sends men after us."

He paused, knowing full well that he was giving her a huge load of information all at once - and also turning her world upside down. Not to mention, he knew his behavior was not at all what she was used to. But he didn't see any other way. "I know this is a lot to take in, and I am so sorry it had to be this way. But in just a few minutes, that door is going to open again, and I'm going to have to start giving them answers. I've got to know... will you stay with me? Will you see this through and change your allegiance so we can be together?" Oh how he wanted her to say yes. To join him in this quest for freedom. To stay with him. His eyes searched hers for answers, but all he could see was her confusion, and he was afraid. Afraid she might say no. 


Standing outside the hospital room, Tal held two coffees. He'd gotten back several minutes ago, but had respected the private conversation going on between Eli and Ryan. It was hard not to hear what was being said though, and now Tal wasn't sure if he wished he hadn't overheard or not. His insides felt like they were tying themselves in knots, and he sank down in a chair instead of going into the room.

He'd known Ryan had had a hard time letting go of Alec in the first place. He'd known it would take a while for her to get over her feelings. He'd known she had taken Alec's death hard. And maybe way down deep in his heart, Tal had always sensed there was more. But to hear her say it out loud...to fully admit to Eli that yes, she'd still been in love with Alec...it made Tal's heart hurt in a whole new way.

Maybe it was just because she was emotionally strained. Or maybe it was just the meds talking. Maybe...maybe... But Tal knew that whether or not those factors came into play, Ryan had just spoken the truth. Whether he liked it or not, his gut told him that no matter Ryan's current mental state, she had just been honest with her brother.

Tal leaned his head back against the wall as his mind tried to work through this. What she'd just said...it meant that all along...all this time...while Tal had thought he had her heart, in truth, it had been with another man. Not only that, but another man who had even had him beaten within an inch of his life. Yet Ryan's heart had remained with him. Now that Alec was gone, Ryan couldn't ever return to him...but that didn't seem to matter anymore. Tal was just second pick. That was all. No matter how hard he tried to win over Ryan's heart, he'd always know that she'd never really wanted to be with him. And he couldn't simply go on and justify his efforts with the fact that Alec was now dead. Tal's heart had been betrayed, and his love crushed.

His eyes glanced to the open door. Now what? Ryan was in bad shape. How could he just walk in there, tell her he overheard, and call things off? Yet how could he pretend he hadn't heard the truth? It was all one big mess in his mind, and he had no idea how to handle this. What he did know though, was that his relationship with Ryan...it had just been severed. He couldn't keep trying anymore. He was done. 

Eli smiled and nodded at his sister. "As soon as they say it's okay, I'll take you home. They just want to make sure you're going to be okay. Then we'll work on everything else, alright?" He didn't care what it took. He didn't care if he had to quit work to be at home with her and watch her twenty-four/seven. She was his baby sister, and he would not fail his father. Already his mind was racing with options and ideas on what to do. Who to call. Ryan did need help, and he knew it would have to come from someone who knew what they were doing. His little talks with her wouldn't be enough for this one. But at least she was willing, and that was the first and most important step. 

Seeing a shadow on the floor, he glanced up to see Tal with the coffee, and nodded. "Thanks."

"Sure." Tal handed him his cup, and forced a small smile. "Everything okay?"

Eli nodded. "It will be." He truly believed his sister could pull through this. It wouldn't be easy, but he believed. "I'm gonna see how long it will take to get her out of here and take her home."

"Good idea." Tal wandered to the other side of the bed and looked down at Ryan. He wanted to badly to take care of her. Hold her. Comfort her. He wanted to be the one to see her through this. But he knew now that it was not his place. It never had been. He'd just believed a fairytale that was now ending. But seeing her like this - he couldn't confront her now. But he couldn't stay either. Instead, he leaned down to give her a soft kiss on the forehead. "I need to go and at least get a partial day in at work."

Eli quirked an eyebrow. Something felt strange. "I'm sure the boss would let you-"

"It's okay," Tal cut him off. "If you need help with anything though, let me know." He walked slowly to the door and paused once to just glance over his shoulder. "Don't give the doctors too much trouble." It was a lame attempt to tease, but it was all he had.

Crazy

Hearing the door open Victoria let out a small sigh. It wasn't meal time again yet, so that could only mean someone was here to ask her questions again. Maybe this time though if she gave them a little info they would let there guard down just enough. Turning she is quite surprised to see Garret standing in the door way, the Agent that had been shot being the one escorting him. What surprised her even more was the lack of handcuffs, or any restraints for that matter.

Not getting a chance to say anything Victoria was taken into Garrets embrace. She tried to wrap her arms around but couldn't her her own cuffs on. She leaned her head into him though. She'd missed him a great deal, and to have him that close again was so very nice.

Continuing to listen to Garret Victoria only grew more and more confused. She was confused about everything Garret said. Him being here with a reason, Not trying to gather intel, or anything else. He was here by choose because he wanted out of The Agency. How many times had people tried that in the past, and how many times had they failed. How could or would this be any different. This all made no sense at all.

   "First off, I didn't shoot that Agent. That was Aaron after I told him not too. It was just to perfect of an opening  to get me inside here...to find you..and get you out I couldn't wast it."

Search Garret's eyes again her own showed how much she did love him, but there was so much confusion too. They'd talked about a time when maybe they could get away, when they could be together with out fear of what would happen. But Victoria never dreamed of that day actually coming or Garret trying to making it happen. It was a dream they had, but nothing more.

   "Are you crazy? Have they done something to brain wash you? How do you actually think we could get away from the Agency, specially my grandfather. He'd never let us go without a fight or killing us first.  Don't you remember all the others who have tried? We are far more important to him than they were, so it would be worse for us. I dont understand there Garret?"

Alec had died trying to help people. It made Ryan feel good knowing he was trying to do good, but at the same time it made her angry and even more sad knowing he gave up his life to make that happen. He was a hero, but why did he have to be a hero. A small tear ran from Ryan's face and cheek.

   "Ok, I...I guess...I should. Can I go home though if I promise to come back? I just want to go home now."

Ryan's head hurt, she was sad and she just felt tired. Everything had gotten so messed up, and so quickly. She was thankful Eli was there and Tal...oh Tal. Ryan's heart was even a little bit heavier now. He was always so sweet, so loving...he didn't deserve her. He deserved someone far better. A few more tears ran down her face for several different reasons this time.

Respect

Nate's speach only proved to deepen Garret's confusion and curiosity about this strange place. He hadn't had a prayer that his plea would be anywhere near answered. Yet Nate was more than willing to help. Not just fulfill a request, but really help him. And that willingness didn't make sense. 

As the cuffs are removed, Garret rubbed his wrists, grateful for the small amount of freedom once more. His stomach did a flip as his mind raced with words...words were all he had to convince Victoria why he'd done this was all a good thing. She was right next door. He finally had his chance. His plan was finally coming through. 

He wasn't sure how Nate knew this was so important to him, but he was truly grateful. It was a slight nod that portrayed that thanks. But it was more than that. In this gesture, Nate had gained a small portion of Garret's respect. A small portion of Garret's trust. And neither of those things came easily. Both had been earned with literal bloodshed, and this step of good faith.

Silently following Nate, Garret's stomach flipped again. And as the next cell door was opened, his eyes finally, finally fell on the one for whom he had done all of this. Prying his gaze from her, he glanced at Nate once more to make sure this really was being allowed, then stepped inside so the door could be shut again. 

"Victoria..." A whisper was all he could manage before closing the gap and wrapping his arms around her in a strong hug. "You made it. I knew you would. I knew you'd have to be the one to come." He withdrew to cup her face with his hands, and place a long, tender kiss on her lips. But he wouldn't give her time to respond. They had no time. 

"I only have a few minutes," he explained, glad these cameras had no audio. If Victoria wasn't going to agree to any of this, he didn't want anyone else to know. Leaving his hands on her face, his eyes were flooded with emotions. Desperation. Pleading. Longing. Love. "I came here on purpose." It would be a hard pill to swallow, and he knew it. "I wasn't captured, and I wasn't on assignment. I didn't kill my last target. I ditched my own tracker and turned myself in." His thumb caressed her cheek as his gaze begged her to listen and understand. 

"I am so sorry I didn't tell you. I knew that if we tried this together, we'd never make it. So I had to use an alias only you'd know, so you would be the one to come for me." This was so much information, but he couldn't stop now. The clock was ticking. "I couldn't stand not being with you anymore. I couldn't stand being a robot any longer. I didn't want to live anymore if I couldn't be with you always. So...I ran. I'm done with the Agency, Victoria. I've offered my allegiance to the Elite in exchange for their help in keeping the Agency off my back. And with that - as soon as I can gain their trust - which I believe I can in time, is freedom. Freedom to do what I want and live like I want. And what I want is you. Only you. We'd never be together under your grandfather." 

Oh how he wanted her to believe him. To follow with him. To want the same thing. "You shooting Nate put a little crimp I'm things, but that's already being sorted out. All I need now is to know if you're in this with me. If you'll stay with me. Leave everything behind so we can finally be together." He swallowed hard, his eyes piercing deeply into her own. "I love you... That's my only reason for being here... And my only defense."


Eli sighed deeply, but he wasn't upset. He was glad to finally know the truth for sure. He'd suspected as much all along, and even though it wasn't what he wanted, at least now he knew.

"Yeah." His response was soft. Gentle. "Yeah, he really is gone. You know I didn't trust him anymore after all he'd done...but he did die trying to help others. He finally did the right thing...it was just too late." He gave Ryan's hand a small squeeze. Would reality really stick this time? Would she really accept it now? "I... I think maybe you need help getting through this." He didn't really like saying it, but he knew it was best. "I don't want to see you get hurt again, so maybe...if you had someone to talk to, to help you understand why all this is happening?" He gave her a reassuring smile. "It'll be okay... I promise."

Actions Louder Than Words

Letting Garret come closer Nate held up a finger on his bumb arm to hold that one who might be watch cameras would only see. He was couscous but he did not feat Garret. He new it was hard for the others to understand but he understood it, and he trusted his gut. Looking Garret back in the eye Nate was quiet for a long moment. So much was unsaid, and yet it felt like he was still making a step forward with Garret and really thats all he cared about.

   "The thought didn't even cross my mind to keep them on you. However, I will have to keep Victoria's on. She did shoot me after all. But you are free of yours for now."

Leaning down Nate uses his good hand and slips the key inside the lock and turning. The chain and cuffs around Garret's feet falling to the ground. Standing Nate does the same with Garret's hands but stops before turning up and looking at Garret once again in the eye. Close enough one might not be able to read his lips.

   "Sometimes in tight situations its hard to hide emotions, even for the most skilled in the art. I want you to know I've taken on being responsible for you. Everything that has to do with you is now in my hands. If you are scared Victoria will be used against you, rest a sure I will do all I can not to let that happen. Agency or not, information or not, I dont believe that is something that should be messed with. Family, love, or friend...I dont believe with using that to ones advantage."

Turning the key and letting the cuffs fall to the floor Nate turns to starts for the door. Opening it he turns around and motions for Garret to follow.

   "Come on, Victoria is right next door."

Walking back and forth once more Victoria like a caged animal and she hated it. Waiting was never her strong suit and she wondered if she was going to have to wait longer than she though. The Elite didn't slip up much, but sooner or later they would have to and she'd use that to her advantage. How long would she have to wait though. How long would Garret have to wait. Was he even still there? Being in the dark was no fun, and Victoria hated it. 

Ryan was happy Eli was there.  What would she do without her big brother? He always seemed to know just how to reassure her even when everything was a mess. He was just as confused as she was, and probley even more scared. Ryan hated knowing she was causing that, but she didn't know what was what to stop it.

Hearing her brother's question Ryan looks down at the blanket draped over her lap. Picking at a loose string that she seemed to have found she was just quiet for a long moment. Finally looking up at him she couldn't help the tears that still ran down her face.

   "I...I guess I was. I new I'd always have a small place in my heart for him, but...I guess I didn't bury it like I thought I did. Actions speak louder than words right?"

Letting out a long sigh Ryan closes her eyes again and leans her head back on the pillow. She felt sick, she felt sad, she felt angry...she just felt all kinds of messed up. How could this all really be happening? She always thought she was a down to earth kind of person but now...now she was broken.

   "He really is gone....isn't he?"

All this time...

As Nate stepped inside, Garret looked up quickly, surprised at anyone's presence before it was mealtime, and doubly surprised to see it was Nate. His eyes immediately took note of the arm sling, and slight paleness in Nate's face. For his injury, he was back to work awfully fast - even faster than an Agency man would be. Was Reese that strict or had Nate actually wanted to come back into work? Regardless, Garret couldn't help but feel a bit of relief to see Nate alive, up and walking.

Remaining seated, his face showed no expression as he listened. As Nate mentioned Victoria though, and his suspicion if love, Garret's eyes flickered. He was desperate, but terrified the Elite would use his love against him. It was his only true weakness, and they now knew.

Garret slowly got to his feet and took several small steps towards Nate, looking him square in the eye. His pulse was racing, and a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face. Emotions churned within him to the point that if one looked, they might be surprised to see traces of tears held back by sheer willpower. But he still had his own set of requests. 

He held out his cuffed wrists to Nate. "Let me see her. But take these..." He glanced down at his ankles. "...and those, off first." His eyes returned to Nate's. "You have my word - I will not hurt anyone. I will not try to get away, or try to take Victoria. I'm not asking you to trust me. Just allow me this, and you'll get your answers." His eyes begged Nate to understand, and his voice quieted to almost a whisper. "Fifteen minutes." He wanted eternity, but for now, fifteen minutes was all he needed to explain things to Victoria. "And I'll talk to you without a fight. That's all I want."


"Hey, shhh..." Eli reached out and gently brushed away Ryan's tear. "You're going to be okay," he assured. He paused as the doctor informed them he was leaving but would be back, then returned his focus to his sister. "I don't... I don't know why you thought you were getting messages from Alec. But you weren't. Not really." It was hard to admit, but it was the truth. "He...he really did die, Ryan. He really is gone. I know you were upset about it but...but maybe you were more upset than you admitted?"

Eli searched her face for answers - anything to explain her strange behavior. He was no psychologist, but he needed to know why this was happening to his baby sister. "You thought he was still here and...and wanted to run away with you, so..." He hesitated to ask this, but he needed to know if his suspicions were correct - and it would help understand her state of mind. "You were still in love with him, weren't you? All this time?"

From what I am told...

Ryan's mind was so foggy. She remembered hearing Alec was dead, but than she got messages from him. She remembered going to his funeral, but than he wanted to run away with her. She remembered a fight with Eli, and than nothing else. It was like time had stopped, or her brain had, while her body still moved. Ryan couldn't remember that part.

   "I...I remembering being told Alec was gone, but I remember talking to him too. I got a message from him. We were going to be together again."

Leaning her head back on the pillow Ryan closed her eyes as so many things ran through her head. A tear ran down her cheek. She didn't know what was happening, or what was going on. She felt so confused.

   "...He said he was ready to run away, to get away from everyone who hated him, for us to be together. Whats wrong with me Eli? If Alec is really gone...than...whats wrong with me?"

Nate stands and gives a nod to Reese. It meant a lot to him that Reese was still going to let him do this. He still had a chance, and so did Garret. He just had to get through to him, and he had a good idea how.

Standing outside the holding cell door Nate just looked in the window for a long moment at Garret. Something had changed slightly. Nothing that made Nate worry about his safety, but something with Garret had changed. He almost seemed nervous, upset, and scared.

Opening the door Nate sets inside before shutting it behind him. Just standing there for a long moment still observing Garret before taking in a deep breath. As Reese had reminded him his guard was up but not to high. 

   "From what I am told I owe you a thank you for saving my life. The way I see it you could of let me die there and gotten away but you didn't. Makes me think maybe you have a soft spot too. Which really worked out well for me or I wouldn't be standing here."

Holding a set of keys in his hand good hand Nate fiddles with them for a long moment. So many options to be weighed, so many situations to go over, so many outcomes. It was often hard deciding what was the right one, but Nate new he had to at least try.

   "I've been told that you have been pretty despret to see the woman who shot me and I'm not quite sure why yet. I have my suspicions, and my guesses but I dont really know if they are right or not. So I'm not going to give you an ultimatum because even if you told me no I'd probley take you to see her anyways. After all...I'd probley be the same way if my love one was so close, yet so far, left in the dark but trying to save...."

Nate is silent for a second just searching Garrets face. Why would anyone go crazy to see someone else, someone else that maybe had been sent there to kill him. Why would Garret risk everything for one person. If his speculation was right it was because Victoria was more to him, even if an Agent wasn't aloud anything more, that didn't mean it couldn't happen. Maybe Victoria was the key to all this, the last piece of the puzzle that didn't quite fit yet.

   "..So I ask you, not at Elite to Agency, but man to man. Once I take you to see her afterwards if you could fill me in on the whole story of what is going on, that would really help me out."