Typing, talking and planning, the usual hubbub of the office surrounded Tally as she hurried down the crowded corridor. She pushed past the group of scientists who she worked with, keeping her head down, not eager to make conversation. Quickly, she turned the corner, ran the last few steps, composed herself and knocked on the door. Hatred filled inside of her as she heard the horrible smug voice call out: "Enter".

With shaking hands, she turned the handle and walked in. As confidently as she could manage, she strode to the desk in the middle of the room and addressed the man behind the collection of computer screens: "Mr Simons, I was told that you wanted to see me".

"Yes, I did, I want to discuss how things are going in the bubble", the man replied, not taking his eyes of one of the computer screens.

Tally nervously straightened her blazer, "There are a few problems, and it is very unlikely that the rebels will win. Everyone is willing to carry on, and salvage what information we can get"

The boss frowned and tuned away from his computer screen, "As you are aware, Miss Wright, we need all the information that we planned to get in order to understand the rebels' minds. Is there anyway that we could help them? Remember, they don't have to win. Just give them a bit more hope and make them a bit stronger to make the fight more even. Do you think that is possible?"

"Of course it is possible. Interfering with the experiment may cause slightly inaccurate results but some sacrifices must be made…" she replied calmly, trying to cover how nervous she was. Mr Simons was the boss of the WWP; of course he knew what was going on in the bubble. Which meant that he must want to talk about something else. Which meant that he must know about her secret.

The boss interrupted, "Good good. Just an extra gun here and get rid of the odd enemy there, no one will know"

"That shall be done" Tally replied, eager to leave the room.

"Now, onto the next matter" the boss grunted, quickly typing something on his keyboard. "Is it already possible to tell which candidate would be best for the final experiment?"

"We have narrowed it down to a possible five. Any of them have potential but we don't have enough data yet to see who would be the best." Tally felt awful thinking about the boys in the experiment being talked about like animals for slaughter. She had been watching them for so long that she hated to think about what would happen to one of them.

"One more thing before you go Miss Write would you mind asking Mr Horn to check his emails. There is a camera on the outside of the bubble that needs to be fixed. You know how important security is, with the outside rebels and all."

Tally felt sick, the boss was deliberately mentioning the rebels; now she was certain that he knew her secret. He had called her there to scare her, warn her and threaten her.

She smiled, as bravely as she could and replied, "Of course". She turned around and began to walk towards the door, as she touched the door handle, the boss called out "Remember, Miss Write, we can see everything you do. Just keep that in mind ok".

"Ok" she called back, without turning around. After closing the door, she ran back to her office round the corner and collapsed into the chair. She held her head in her hands, trying to think. The most important thing was to warn Fred, he had to know, and she would have act normal until then. Before she could start sending a message to Fred, Steve, one of the scientists who worked in the lab with her, tapped on her shoulder. He leant over to her and whispered: "It's the girl, Eponine, she's seriously injured, it happened while you were in the meeting. "

Tally's heart sank; she had become fond of Eponine, as she had become fond of everyone in the bubble. "So? They die all the time in there?" she didn't want to talk about it.

"Yes, but Eponine was special, she has the potential to be in the final experiment" Steve replied, clearly excited, "they said that because it doesn't look like many of the boys will survive, we are aloud to save Eponine. A few men went in a few minutes ago to get her from the barricade, we need to be down there soon to bring her to the hospital".

A mixture of emotions hit Tally. Strangely the first was excitement, the thrill that had made her take this job initially. Then sadness, about what would happen to the poor girl from the barricade. Fear, blinding terror, from what would happen if she saved the barricade girl and if the final experiment was carried out made body go weak. Finally, she felt the feeling that kept her fighting, anger. Anger at the people who thought it was they were aloud to experiment on these people.

She rose from her chair and turned to Steve, "Lets go," she said, trying not to think. Silently, Steve led her down the never-ending maze of corridors that made up the main quarters of WWP. She clenched her fists to stop her hands from shaking, she was a nurse, she was meant to thrive under moments of panic and need. A million corridors, a few security points and three lift rides later; they arrived at one of the secret entrances to the bubble.

Tally remembered it clearly from her previous visit. One of the girls in the bubble had a serious contagious illness and, to stop it spreading to the others and ruining the experiment, they had quickly grabbed her and injected her with a vaccine, erased her memory then let her back in.

The entrance led to the top floor of one of the houses that overlooked the barricade. Tally sneaked a glance out of the window, and there it was, the barricade. Even though she knew that it was fake, she still felt a strange amount of adventure and mystery around it. Her heart stopped as she saw Enjolras, his wet hair glistening in the moonlight, walking down one of small streets next to the ABC café. She watched him walk until he tuned the corner and disappeared behind the pile of furniture.

The cool night air freed a few strands of hair from her rushed ponytail as she took a step closer to the window to get a better look. Seeing this world was the most beautiful part of her life. It filled her with hope that people as good, honest and determined, as the barricade boys existed. Just as she leant out of the window to get a better look at the barricade, heavy footsteps began to clamber up the stairs. She broke out of her trance and turned away from the window, falling back to reality.

"Are you ok?" Steve asked, concerned but clearly aggravated by her distant behaviour.

"Yes, I'm fine, just nervous that's all" Tally replied with a slight nervous smile.

"You're a natural nurse Tally, you know what to do," he quickly said as the door slammed open. One of their guards, disguised as a barricade boy, darted to the bed that they had ready. Onto it, he lay down a skinny unconscious girl, her clothes and hair damp with blood. "Eponine" Tally whispered under her breath…