AN: Because I thought my original first chapter was atrocious I decided to revamp it. As a writer this one is much more to my liking. Shoot me a Review.

Olivia heard the alarm sounding her escape from the room she'd spent the last several years imprisoned in. She'd dressed for the occasion making sure to wear slim but sturdy clothes that wouldn't hamper her escape. At that moment she donned a comfortable pair of tacky cargo pants she'd filled with what she'd managed to collect for possible supplies including a sharp pocket knife; as well as the mysterious journal she'd been able to snatch without notice. Yet, she hadn't been able to make sense of half of the gibberish that had been written in the tattered pages. The shirt she wore was a black tank top that hugged her curves comfortably. Her shoulder length golden blond hair had been braided back into a lose braid to keep it from getting in her way but even than a few strands managed to stray.

Working her way through the narrow passage of the air ducts she made her escape. Reaching a vent she peaked through the metal screen insuring that the hallway bellow was empty. She pushed against the metal screen with several hard shoves yet the screws refused to give. With the adrenaline rushing through her mixing with the fear knowing there was no time to waste Olivia maneuvered herself in the small space, giving her room to land a few hard kicks to the screen. Relief washed through her mind when finally the screen gave way and fell crashing to the ground bellow.

Paying little heed to the distance separating her from the floor she jumped landing swiftly on her feet but the harsh impact sent a painful jolt through her legs. However, she ignored the already fleeting pain and ran. She could hear numerous pairs of feet rushing down the hall in pursuit. She heard them but she didn't look back, only kept running. All there was, was the desperate need to escape—nothing else.

As Olivia continued to run she felt the change in the air, saw it all around. It was as if a piece of her mind was being unlocked seeping out to be used. It was ensured of that when she found herself turning into a new hallway baring obvious differences from those that surrounded the room she'd been kept.

Oh, they'd been clever indeed in designing the hell hole. She didn't know why her ability was unable to manifest but she'd long ago figured it had something to do with the sort of metal and materials the halls and walls of her prison were made of. She'd also over heard conversations of them using research stolen from the ARC—whatever that was.

They'd been sure to limit any chance of her escape. Obviously on the chance of her escape they hadn't expected her to get far. They'd also had considered the air ducts. If there'd been one advantage in being locked up like an animal for their experiments it was that she'd learned a lot. And Olivia had every intention of using it all to her advantage. She would bring them down.

It was all arrogance—the one trait she'd counted on and had taken advantage of.

These halls were noticeably different in compassion to those she'd only glimpsed around her room. They no longer bore metallic metals engrained on the walls that shielded her power. It had kept her from escape—until now.

It had been a risk to follow through with her plan. In the past they'd sedated her or blinded her before removing her from her cell. She never knew what areas were constructed to allow her ability and which were not. All she had to rely on were brief images she managed to see when they transported her to the labs. Until then she'd been relying mostly on pure lick to reach an area in the compound that she could attempt a jump. As long as she at least made the attempt to get out of the hell hold she'd been trapped in she would gladly take that risk.

Hearing the stampede closing in from behind Olivia knew it was now or never. She reached in to the far reaches of her mind searching for it. It was there, she could feel it and see it. She willed herself to reach farther and to draw it out. All the while she continued to run concentrating with all her might to bring it out. As she did she could still hear them drawing closer and closer on her heels. In her concentration, a small pounding began to make itself known in the back of her mind but she ignored it and with one last push she reached it.

As she remembered the orb appeared before her opening with a burst of shimmering light. Olivia's step didn't falter. She'd paid no mind to where she'd opened up the portal in her need for escape. It was open and a door to escape—that was all that mattered. She vaulted for the light being swallowed by it in an instant.

On the other side she faltered for only a moment her feet losing their footing on the ground. She rolled expertly across the ground pushing herself back onto her feet with ease and only continued to run dodging trees and foliage as she did. For one moment she glanced behind her watching as four of her followers made it through after her. However, no other made the jump to follow as she closed it with much more ease than she'd been able to open it.

Now all that was left were the four that had managed to follow. They'd undoubtedly been ordered to bring her back alive. She wasn't foolish enough to believe they would kill her and risk their years of research. She had no plans on them apprehending her.

As she ran Olivia quickly took in her surroundings attempting to deduce exactly where she'd taken herself. However, everything to her eyes looked ordinary but she didn't plan on stopping to find out. Suddenly a crash of lightning seemed to echo through the densely forested area. Only there was no sign of clouds or storm above. It wasn't long before Olivia began to realize exactly what had happened as a sharp pain ripped through her side. The pain spread from the right side of her body where she was already beginning to feel the blood soaking through her clothing. They may not plan on killing her but they apparently had no qualms on taking her back bleeding. Not that it would be anything new to them…

No! It wouldn't happen. Not again. She was in control of her own life.

Her vision was slowly beginning to blur along the edges as the pain began to consume her. Her mind was losing sight of her surroundings. Yet, still she continued to run ignoring the several stumbles that slowed her. Running Olivia's foot caught at a random branch on the leafy ground sending her careening to the ground. She gasped for air as she landed harshly the impact causing her to shout in pain having landed on her wound. The jolt sent a whole new wave of pain coursing through her. Her mind was fading into darkness clouded in pain.

Was it over? Was everything for nothing? No, it couldn't be! She had yet to see him again—just once more.

No! With a will that even Olivia hadn't known she'd had she fought back the darkness, pushed herself back onto her feet forcing herself to continue to run. She wasn't going to stop now that she'd gotten so far. All she could do was run.

They heard the gun shot echo through the forest from their place high in the tree tops. Instantly they were on alert their eyes observing the surrounding area for the source of the disturbance easily finding it from their vantage point. It had been some time since they'd heard anything like it but they knew instantly without a doubt what it was. Guns weren't exactly a very common commodity during the Cretaceous era. They also knew what it meant—an anomaly had opened.

The idea of the possible anomaly was pushed away as their eyes easily landed on the quickly moving through the forest below. They saw the young woman first in the lead crashing through the forest as fast as her legs could carry her. Then they saw the armed men following her in hot pursuit. It seemed more than obvious that her pursuers were the less than friendly sort judging on the weapons they carried.

Wordlessly Connor and Abbey glanced at each other in silent understanding. With ease from their months spend climbing and living in the trees the two made their decent to the ground unnoticed by the new comers.

As they reached the ground several feet from the path being taken by the girl they simply laid in wait for when the time to make their move came. In the lead the girl ran past but for a moment their attention turned to her when she stumbled to a stop not far from where they waited her breathes labored and uneven.

What was she doing?

The girl didn't move from where she had stopped. Her back turned to them she stood in silence, not even moving to look back to her pursuers.

Even with her back turned to them there was something strange about the girl. For some unexplained reason Connor felt a sense of familiarity.

"Connor," Abbey whispered getting his attention back.

"Right," he replied turning his gaze, with a great deal of effort, from the mysterious girl back the more dire aspect of their situation.

Finally the men following the girl came into their line of sight. However, they didn't make it much further as Connor and Abbey made their move to ambush them. Taking the men by surprise their weapons did them little good against the two who easily forced the weapons from their opponents with efficient quick moves. They'd been lucky to take them out as easily as they had considering they were armed. Although living as they had for weeks on end had helped make them adaptable in fighting off possible threats. It had helped that at the time they'd both been hiding in the treetops watching in shock as the small group had run through the forest.

Still, through the entire confrontation the girl had yet to move.

"What's she doing?" Abbey asked finishing off the last man with a swift punch to the jaw that sent him crashing back into a nearby tree.

They stood together for a few moments watching the motionless girl regaining their breath after the hasty fight. However, too late did Connor and Abbey realize that their fight wasn't as finished as they had first thought. Connor's first and only warning was in Abbey's eyes, seeing them widen in shock.

"Connor!" Abbey called out in warning too late.

Connor flinched preparing for the intense pain that was bound to come when the gunshot suddenly rang out following the warning. Yet, the pain never came. Confused Connor cracked his eyes open as if assuring himself that it was actually real. Sighing he turned to find what had actually happened. Much to both his and Abbey's surprise their assailant laid dead from a gunshot wound. Baffled as to what had happened Connor's eyes searched the surrounding area for answers. It was then that his eyes landed on a familiar figure, they'd never thought to see again.

It was Danny that was making his way to them through the shrubbery of the forest his gun slung carelessly over one shoulder. As he reached them he barely spared a glance at the unconscious and dead men laying about their feet before turning to Connor and Abbey.

"Glad I saved that last bullet," he shrugged easily his usual debonair smile curling his lips.

If he had planned to say anything more he was cut off by the bombardment of happy hugs and voices.

"We're so glad you're alright!" Abbey practically screamed gleefully.

"Yeah, we thought you were dead for sure," Connor added happily. "How'd you get here anyway?" he asked curious.

"Lots of waiting around hoping that damn anomaly opened up again," Danny answered dropping the now useless gun haphazardly to the ground.

"Good thing for us it did," Connor sighed his gaze traveling once more over the strange men.

"Speaking of," Danny began interest clear in his voice. "What the bloody hell is going on?"

"You're guess is as good as ours," Abbey replied moving to remove the weapons from the unconsciousness as an extra precaution and to look for anything that could be useful.

"What about these guys?" Danny asked kneeling down before the unconscious men as Abbey inspected them. "They can't be from ARC."

"And her?" Danny added nodding behind them to where the girl who continued to stand back to them in silence.

Connor looked back to where he motioned noticing for himself that the girl truly had yet to move from where she'd first stopped. In her silence and stillness they'd nearly forgotten her presence there all together.

"Once again," Connor started. "No clue."

"How'd she get here?" Danny asked again.

"Do you want me to answer that?" Connor asked eye brow raised.

"Forget it," Danny replied getting enough of an answer from Connor's reply.

"She was being chased that's all we know," Abbey cut in to explain the little they did know.

"She probably found her way through an anomaly by accident," Danny reasoned pushing himself back to full height.

"More like chased through one if you ask me," Connor observed watching the girl as he spoke.

"Do you think it's still open somewhere?" Abbey asked hopefully, the thought of a possible way home pricking her interest.

While Abbey and Danny continued to discuss the possibility of finding a way home all that time Connor's attention completely fell away from them as his full attention fell on the girl. Even the prospect of home wasn't able to draw his attention from her.

From the back there wasn't much detail he could make out of the girl's physical features. As far as he could see was that she was slim and fair, of average height but likely shorter than himself. Her hair was a honey golden blond yet with the sunlight that was being filtered through the tree tops the honey tint of the strands was even stronger. The thick strands hung down her back at her shoulders in a now ruined loose braid that barely managed to restrain the errant strands as it had been meant to. Her clothes hadn't fared much better covered in dirt as well as stained in blood from the wound in her side. Connor didn't know why but he felt that if he'd been able to see her eyes they would be an intense green—nearly emerald—a familiar color.

Why did he continue to feel that strange sense of familiarity?

With his mind centered on the mysterious girl he missed the voices calling him.

"Connor!" Abbey called, drawing his attention back to Danny and herself.

"What?" he asked his attention finally jumping back to them.

"We'll follow her tracks," Danny informed him strapping on some of the stolen weapons.

It was then that all three pairs of eyes locked on the back of the girl.

"Is she okay?" Danny asked confused by the strange behavior she was continuously exhibiting.

A groan reached their eyes and it was Abbey who wasted no time. She struck out hitting the awakening man with the butt of the gun she now held sending him tumbling back into unconsciousness.

"We have to go now!" Danny demanded throwing himself directly into leader mode as usual.

As her mind began to fade into unconsciousness Olivia heard the rushing feet across the forest floor, the sound of crushing leaves and snapping twigs. Suddenly she heard something that didn't belong. There were shouts of surprise and pain mixing with the obvious sounds of struggle. She didn't know how long she laid there on the ground teetering on the brink of unconsciousness but at one point she heard the struggle end.

What had attacked? Did it kill her pursuers? Would it kill her next?

The rustle of leaves reached her ears and she could make them out as footsteps. The men had won over the creature—shame. Strange though, she hadn't heard a single gunshot. The creature couldn't have been all that threatening then so why all the commotion? What did it matter? She was about to be taken back.

Slowly the realization that something was different reached her fuzzy mind. Whatever—or more like, whoever it was were not the men who had pursued her through the anomaly. There was more than one, at least that she could make out.

Who were they? What were they doing her? How did they get here?

Olivia's mind rushed as best it could for answers. Every second she heard them growing closer and she began to panic.

"How'd she get here?" one asked, a male's voice.

"You're guess is as good as mine," a second voice replied, a female's voice this time.

Her mind worked to take in everything. The voices—there were three and they weren't the men who had followed her. Who were they? What were they doing here. In her fading state the man's voice pricked at the back of Olivia's memory. Yet, she couldn't place it. Why did it seem so familiar? She couldn't find the answer in her continuously slowing mind.

She was standing, that was the one thing she knew. Her legs felt like lead beneath her but she kept strong. If needed she had to rung. But even as the need to remain strong echoed loudly in her mind the strength was fading with each second as her wound slowly continued to bleed. Olivia felt the exact moment her strength finally gave out. Yet, even than somehow, she managed to stay upright on her knees. Her mind despite all the pain and weakness remained alert, taking in all the sounds around her even more intensely to compensate for her blurring vision.

Connor partially ignored Danny's orders distracted as he was. He meant to approach the girl to have her follow but before he could he watched as suddenly the girl's strength seemed to finally give way sending her falling to her knees. Without much thought Connor was moving to help. Something was happening—he could feel it. A moment later the girl's strength completely gave out. Surprised by the sudden change Connor barely managed to catch her light weight before she met painfully with the ground.

"No time for that!" Danny complained, moving back to help Connor with the girl.

Danny was half tempted to leave her. Every moment they wasted worked against them and the possibility of getting home. They didn't even know who she was or where she came from. As far as any of them knew she was a possible enemy. Liability—definitely. Yet, they all knew they couldn't just leave her behind.

Someone was holding her. Why did she suddenly feel so warm and safe? It had been a long time since she'd felt that…she'd almost forgotten what it felt like. She remembered feeling it- with that person. She need to see him again. She need to…

"Escape," she mumbled weakly in pain before her body finally gave into the pain and blood loss the last thing in her sights a pair of worn scuffed boots.

As Olivia fell into blissful unconsciousness her stressed and fearful mind unconsciously reached out for her power.

"We need to get out of here," Abbey cajoled. "We're lucky the raptors haven't shown up yet."

Connor nodded in understanding making every attempt to ignore the strange feeling that continued to linger. He moved to maneuver the girl into his arms trying to be as careful of her wound as possible. He lifted her with ease gained from the months spent surviving in the dangerous Cretaceous era. She was light, he thought as he lifted her and her head came to rest at his shoulder. For the first time since coming across her being hunted down by her pursuers he saw her face. The familiarity of the face shook him to the core sending jolts of shock coursing through him. It was a face he couldn't forget. However, before his mind could wrap about the turn of events something in the air shifted more strongly than it had moment ago.

"Ahh guys!" he called out as they walked away.

Neither Danny nor Abbey turned to look back but merely called out, "What?"

"Guys!" Connor called out more demandingly than the first time.

"What?" both asked annoyed finally turning back.

When they did turn to back they all watched in apt fascination as an anomaly shifted into being.

"Escape," the nearly soundless murmur slipped from the girl's lips as she slept.

The thought that it seemed strange of the sudden appearance of an anomaly at such a convenient time slipped through hit mind but Connor knew that for now any questions would have to wait.

"Should we?" Abbey asked cautiously moving to stand beside Danny and Connor.

"I've never been through an anomaly in less dangerous than the last," Danny answered.

Without much more thought they stepped through the light and into the new time hoping with every fiber of their being that it would possibly lead them home. Even then Connor's mind kept wandering to the unconscious girl in his arms. As he, Abbey and Danny along with the girl passed through the anomaly something told Connor that there was some new danger brewing against them. Something that none of them would ever expected.

What was happening?