fieryjunior notes: To prove that I still exist (not that my other stories didn't prove that), I present a short fanfic that popped into my head after reading Breakaway. I apologize for not keeping my promises...read and review please! :)

Amy threw her shoulder into the door, digging her feet into the concrete until the door gave and she fell out onto the roadway. She hit the ground hard and rolled, tipping over the edge of a hill and tumbling down an embankment. Outcroppings of stone struck her back and arms as she fell, but with the numbness, she barely felt them.

-Unstoppable Book 2: Breakaway

Minerva's POV

I finally came in the seeds storage facility here in the-place-I-cannot-pronounce somewhere in northern Europe. I intercepted a message incoming Attleboro:

From: Dan
To: CCC

Guys, Amy left us alone here in Spain to the seed storage facility to get the next item on the list. I repeat, she went there alone. Pony, I need you to make sure you're on contact with her 24/7, I get the feeling this will be a repeat of the time we were at that library in Prague.

Please transmit this message to every Cahill around her area to keep an eye for her, alive or not.

I hope she'll still be.

When I meant 'intercepted', the message was only received in my phone and it never reached their American servers. I just resent it there, making sure that Pony won't even think April May intercepted the message. I pocketed my Lucian-branded phone and trudged on the snow in my winter garments.

Okay, don't get surprised if a simple white shirt paired with a black leather jacket topped with jeans and sneakers will get you warm and cozy underneath this Arctic weather, it did for me since these clothes are wearing are products of Janus simplicity and Ekat imagination. Oh, and don't forget the Lucian coaxing. A bit of that won't hurt: don't worry, I didn't use any brash moves on them to get these clothes.

Anyways, I was trudging through Svalkastian-whatever snow, my eyes roaming around the snow-covered forest for a glimpse of reddish-brown hair or a few puffs of wintry air. I was about to get my Ekat-branded winter goggles when my feet tripped on something and I fell down into the snow. My shock dissipated as I then cartwheeled myself to make myself stand up. When I turned around, I froze at the body barely alive lying on the snow.

Dan's POV

I've been pacing around our hotel room in Norway for hours. We already got the seeds from the Dr. Rosenbloom's scientists, the other people who had them since Amy chased after the ones in the seed vault somewhere near the Arctic Circle.

Amy.

Before, when I think about my older sister, pride always went through my head. Now, it's regret.

I finally got why she would abandon us in Spain.

I finally got why she tried to send Jake and Atticus home before.

I finally got why she made us split into teams to get the serum antidote ingredients.

She didn't want us to get hurt.

I'm now pulling my hair in anger and frustration and asking myself, 'Why hadn't I understood her since I told her those things I said? Why?' I seriously wanted to take back what I said to her before about 'retiring', if I only had a chance to tell her...

"Dan?"

I looked up and saw Atticus, his face gloomy for once. For the first time, I didn't acknowledge him calling me with a hoot or a peal of laughter.

"What?" I greeted him back with contempt.

His eyes darted a few times before saying, "Look, I know this is hard and all, but you don't have to beat yourself up for what happened with Amy—"

"Beat myself up?"

Atticus jumped at the cold seeping through my words; I guess he realized that I did beat myself up for it.

"Atticus, she's my older sister. She's my only sister left. I don't care if I had you or Jake or any of you guys but she's my only sister. It's because of me that made her turn her back on us," I said, despair creeping into my words. My cheeks became hot as tears slowly came down my eyes.

He was about to open his mouth to say something but I continued on anyways. "I don't want anyone telling me that she's right and I'm not. I just want to know if she's okay." At that last part, my voice cracked and I cried softly into my hands, chanting "I totally get it" over and over, as if they could make her come back. Atticus then sat next to me and rubbed my back, calming me down. When my eyes were dry, he'd tap me on the shoulder and showed to me his phone. The message on the screen brought a spark of hope into my brain.

To: Every close relative of Amy (except Beatrice, as always)
From: Agent FieryJunior1, King Cobra Lucian agent
Re: Distress signal acknowledged

This is Lucian agent FieryJunior1 aka Minerva. I just found Amy sprawling across the snow where in Sva-whatsit. I'm going to rescue her and bring her someplace warmer. Reply ONLY to this message if any one of you want to come and get her. Don't worry, I'm not one of Pierce's cronies. Ask Ian: he knows my biz.

I then snatched Atticus' phone (which was actually mine, he just got it probably since there was a message) and furiously typed a reply:

Minerva, it's Dan Cahill. Where are you? Is Amy okay? What does Ian have to do with any of this?

A few seconds just after I sent the message, Jake barged in the room.

"Hey, did you guys get this message from this Minerva chick saying that—"

"We know," Atticus and I chorused in reply.

"I already sent a message to her. If she wants the rendezvous point somewhere else, we have to act fast," I said as my phone chimed with Minerva's reply.

No need to fret, I already tracked you down to the front of the hotel where you guys are staying. I'll send her over there as soon as her vitals are a-okay. I just want you guys to have a reference to my credentials just in case you doubt me. Oh, and one thing: I was never Ian's ex-anything. We, meaning Ian, Natalie, and I, toured around England a few weeks after the Clue Hunt. Ian already knows I 'admire' him that much...that's a long story.

Dan would have chuckled at the thought but the only thoughts running in his head were about Amy's safety.

"What did she say?" Jake asked, snapping Dan out of his thoughts.

"She says she'll come here instead," Dan answered him, pocketing his phone. "Now, we have to wait."

Minerva's POV

I was scoping the damage Pierce's goons left to blame Amy for the 'stealing' another priceless artefact. A few broken computers, strewn pieces of paper (ranging from plans to improve the facility to random doodles from past guards on their long shifts here) and the thumps from the safe are the only clues I've found. I noticed that the computers were smashed to bits, so I thought that the goons were using a bat. However, I couldn't see any impressions of a weapon used to smash the computers around. My suspicions are indeed correct.

I took every photo of the evidence suggesting that it was a setup, then I quickly pocketed the flash drive of my camera, just in case someone would want to steal the camera to cover up their tracks.

When I went out of the facility, I saw my chopper on the ground as where I put it. I placed Amy there to rest, underneath a thermo-blanket to 'thaw' her out. But then, as I came closer, I heard shuffling from within the jet.

I then ran to the chopper as quietly as possible and snuck in through the emergency exit underneath the chopper. I then saw a man around my age around Amy's body.

"Hey!"

He turned around and I was shocked to see a familiar face...