AN: Hey guys! Just saw In Time and I had to write something about it immediatly.

Chapter 1:

No Timekeeper made it out of Zone 12 on their first day without blood on them. Most often the blood was their own and Timekeeper Mara Ferris was no exception. She thought she had everything under control, was well-trained and knew the ghetto like the back of her hand. After all, that's where she came from. Yet even with the advantage she had, she ended up doing something foolish that had almost gotten her killed. Suffice it to say, she never made the same mistake again. Mara was driven out of Zone 12 by backup on that day with a knife wound to her side and two minutes left on her clock.

Mara couldn't help but think about that incident as she staggered over to the beat-up payphone, disheveled and out of breath. Damn Minutemen, she thought to herself, they will pay for this. They knew better than to ambush a Timekeeper, especially one as high up as her. Zone 12 was descending into chaos and the criminals were getting bolder by the minute. She supposed they thought this was a good way to take their revenge against the authorities and something that they could get away with. If she made it out of this alive she was going to show them just how wrong they were.

She subconsciously placed her hand over the scar on her side from the stab wound she had received her first day so many years ago. She had come such a long way since then only to find herself in a similar predicament. Grabbing up the phone from the receiver, she was certain she could feel the ghost of the stab wound pulse beneath the layers of her clothing. Frustrated by this moment of weakness Mara pulled her hand away and put it to better use by depositing one minute into the payphone and dialing the necessary number.

Unzipping the sleeve of her grey leather jacket Mara looked at the time left on her clock: 000:00:0:00:29:04. "Shit," she spat, knowing that she was in some trouble. The phone began to ring as she stared fixedly at the depleting numbers on her arm. This wasn't going to be enough time to get out of Zone 12 without a car, she thought as she bit her lip anxiously. It was like her first day all over again only this time help was miles away.

It wasn't unheard of, that Timekeepers found themselves in such predicaments with no way out. Fighting with their last shreds of hope of survival till their clocks ran down to zero. This was a risk that every Timekeeper took; Mara just never thought that it would happen to her. She was always so clever, so diligent; she always found a way to escape in the end. This time however, things were not looking good for her.

The Minutemen had caught her by complete surprise and although they weren't skilled enough to be able to take her life they jacked her car which, judging by the time she had left on her clock was just as good as killing her. She was stranded in an abandoned projects neighborhood and there was no possible way for her to get time without her car. She knew Leon was going to be pissed when she told him what happened but she'd much rather take the reprimanding from him than accept the alternative.

To Mara's relief, the ringing on the other end of the line stopped and a familiar stoic voice answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Raymond," she said, mentally cringing as his first name left her lips. Obviously she was more nervous than she thought if she made that slip. Oddly enough, he did not correct her. Perhaps he sensed that she was in trouble. "It's Ferris I'm stranded in Zone 12 and need immediate assistance."

Raymond sighed in annoyance. He was on the far ends of the neighboring Zone and in no mood to deal with screw-ups. But then again it was Timekeeper Ferris, he thought. He has worked with her for over a decade and even shared some cases with her. She was a good agent; rarely got in over her head and he knew her well enough to know that she would not ask for help if she didn't absolutely need it.

"Where are you?" He finally asked.

Mara ran her fingers through her hair, and looked out at her surroundings. "The old storage yards in the East End Projects, I'm under the overpass."

"How much time do you have left?" He asked, swiftly heading over to his car, his leather trench coat flying out behind him.

"Twenty eight minutes and twenty four seconds," she told him, glancing at her clock. Her heart was beating anxiously in her chest and she hoped to God that he would make it in time. "I would appreciate it if you'd hurry."

"Stay where you are. I'm on my way."

Raymond threw the car into drive and turned on the siren before speeding off down the road towards Zone 12. He had a little over twenty eight minutes to get to her. As he weaved in and out of traffic he began to realize that wasn't very much time at all. Pressing down heavily on the accelerator, he channelled all of his determination towards reaching Mara in time.

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