Isabel Evans threw a napkin over her plate and sipped her water. Her, along with her brother Max Evans, Michael Guerin, Maria DeLuca, Kyle Valenti and Liz Parker, were jammed tightly in a booth in the back of a crowded restraunt. Kyle glanced up at her, scarfing down his pasta. His eyes showed happiness, but a tad of something she couldn't name. She smirked and he continued eating. Max was whispering to Liz who grinned and slapped his shoulder. Maria was looking at something at the far end of the restraunt and Michael was loudly slurping his drink. Anyone would have just assumed they were a couple of college kids hanging out, but that was far off. For the past month they had been running from a special unit in the F.B.I. They barely stopped, living in the van, but finally took a dinner out in New York. Isabel had found it rough, leaving her husband and taking up a whole new life. But the others acted as if everything was the same. Max and Liz were always with each other, kissing, hugging, whatever they could. Maria seemed to be latched on Michael's arm, but they still bickered about pretty much everything. Kyle was different though. He stayed with Isabel a lot, or Michael. But there was something that Isabel couldn't quite get at. She sometimes found him staring at her, and he always did everything for her. But she liked him, they were best friends and would be for a very long time. Maria pursed her lips and glared at wherever she was looking.

"Hey guys. Is that guy over there, staring at us?" Maria asked. Everyone snapped up from what they were doing and looked where she was pointing. A man in a black suit with a balding head was staring at them, while drinking a glass of red wine. When he saw them all look he quickly turned his eyes to the t.v.

"Oh my god he is." Isabel said chewing on the inside of her cheek.

"Should we leave?" Liz asked grabbing Max's hand.

"But this food is amazing!" Kyle groaned. Isabel glared at him and he dropped his fork.

"Don't make a big deal about it though. Me and Maria will go first, Max and Liz follow. Isabel and Kyle, make sure to pay and watch everything he does. Wait at least five minutes before you go." Michael said quickly deciding. They all nodded and Maria and Michael slipped out.

"Is he looking?" Liz asked nervously. Kyle looked out of the corner of his eye. Surely enough the man was, and someone had joined him.

"He is. And apparently, he has a friend." Kyle said quietly. The woman had blonde hair pulled back in a tight bun. She didn't look happy and sulked at the man.

"Wait a minute. I've seen that face before." Max said frowning. The woman shifted in her seat and the man talked to her harshly. She then stood up angrily and began to walk towards their table.

"Shit." Kyle muttered. They quickly gathered their things, throwing the money on the table. Kyle stood up and him and Isabel headed for the back door while Liz and Max walked extremely fast to the front. The woman stopped in the middle trying to choose which way to go. Isabel roughly pushed open the back door, which wasn't even for customers. The outside hair was hot and muggy. Her and Kyle bolted over to where the van was parked. Liz and Max came out the front and they ran in quickly. Michael and Maria stared at them from the back, apparently they had interupted a make out session.

"Boy Michael, you sure pick the worst of times." Kyle muttered. Max and Liz jumped in the front quickly starting the car. It made a few noises and then stopped.

"Shit! This can't happen now!" Max yelled. "Guys. That woman in there, she has changed something about her face. But I know her. We all do."

"Well, who is she?" Maria asked. Max rubbed his hands together and looked at Liz.

"Topolsky."