** Continued Santana's POV 4 days prior**
Panic quickly set in, I frantically pulled at the door the blonde entered. Luckily when she entered in the code it completely unlocked the doors. The blonde worked fast moving around the lobby, I'm glad she hasn't noticed me, I didn't have a plan.
I figured a direct approach wouldn't work. I didn't know what she was capable of and the last thing I needed was her setting off the bomb. So there I sat, behind a desk waiting for my small window of opportunity to strike.
It didn't take all but five minutes, she was a desk away, her back turned to me mumbling to herself. I didn't think twice, I quickly and silently made my way up behind her pushing two fingers on the pressure point in her neck knocking her out. Her legs buckled below her as she fell forward, that's when I noticed it.. there on the back of her neck a freshly stitched up cut no bigger than the width of my thumb and above a flashing red light.
I didn't have much time before she came too so i did the only thing I could think of. I carefully scooped her up in my arms, quickly left the building, I carefully placed her in the back seat of my black range rover. Hopping into the drivers seat, revving the engine I put my car in drive and took off. Once on the road I pulled out my iPhone and called my superior Will Shuester. He was the man I report everything to, I continued to tell him everything. About the bomb, how Robert Pirece put his daughter under his control, and how I'm currently aimlessly driving with no where too...
"ugh my head..."
"shit, okay I gotta go" I blurted out quickly hanging up the phone, tossing it into the passenger seat before stealing a glance over my shoulder.
"Do I know you?"
"Um.. No" I answered eyeing her in my rearview mirror
"Well then why am I in your car? I mean I'm assuming this is your car right? Oh my God, I'm being kidnapped! look I don't know who you are but trust me I-"
"I'm not kidnapping you. In fact you should be thanking me because I'm saving your ass" I interjected.
"Oh...well.. Then who are you?"
I hesitated for a moment. I opened my mouth to give her a fake name, but one glance into the mirror my eyes shortly locking with ocean blues and suddenly my mind went blank.
"Santana" I cringed at the fact I couldn't come up with a stupid name.
She just slowly nodded her head. Call it intuition or being aware of my surroundings I felt the need to look in my side mirror. A dark blue SUV was weaving in and out of traffic, quickly catching up to me.
"Fuck" I muttered
I made a split decision to merge onto the highway, weaving in and out of traffic, but every move I made the SUV was was there. I didn't make it very far before deciding get take the next exit, hoping to lose them on the streets. Swerving in between cars, turning down almost every road I chanced a glance in the mirror. The SUV was gone. My eyes looking back up to the road, and there it was. The blue SUV sitting in the middle of the four-way waiting. I didn't understand, how did they know we were coming this way? Then it hit me. I should have known!
"The chip!" I all but shouted
"The what?" Brittany asked, I thanked God this was the first thing she said since we were being pursued.
"Brittany listen to me, you have a chip behind your neck, they must be tracking you!"
She just lifted an eye brow "How do you know my name?" She questioned. But we didn't have time to sit and play 20 questions. I quickly slammed on the brakes, looking up to the SUV now heading in our direction.
"Come on we need to go NOW!" I demanded. A quick glance around I found a small flea market. It was exactly what we needed. I grabbed her hand sprinting into the crowd, dodging moms with strollers and different stands. I took a quick glance over my shoulder I couldn't see anyone chasing us, but if my thoughts were right they weren't far behind. I yanked her to a side alley
"Here take this, turn around, and when I say bite down on it. This is going to hurt and I can't have you making noise." I stated handing her my belt while grabbing the knife attached to my ankle.
"What!? No!" Her eyes widening at the sight of the knife
"Look we're being tracked. Tracked by the chip in your neck, the chip that forced you to place a bomb in the bank downtown, so unless you wanna be responsible for the lives of hundreds of innocent people I suggest you turn around and do as I say" I spat.
She gulped looking at me, but slowly turned around placing the belt in her mouth.
"Okay on the count of three.. ONE... TWO!" I quickly cut the stitches, I felt her body tighten as she let out a scream the belt muffling it. I pushed the chip out, careful not to hurt her anymore than what I had. Her screams slowly died as she slid down the wall. I tossed the chip up on the roof Before reaching down to her.
"We have to move... It's not safe" I looked down to her, offering my hand. She accepted my offer taking one more glance around I began pulling her down the alleyway, around the building out to the main road. Poking my head out briefly I saw my car, directly across the street the SUV was parked, no one inside.
"Come on" I whispered gently tugging her hand, running to the rover. I helped her into the passenger seat, I could tell she was slowly losing a battle to sleep. Jumping into the drivers seat I quickly sped away.
I had no idea where to go, a hotel would be to obvious. I drove for 15 minutes before I made the decision to take her to my apartment. It was another twenty minutes before we pulled into the underground parking lot, I pulled into my spot, swiftly moved to the passenger side scooping her into my arms and carrying her into the elevator. Six floors up, entering my apartment I placed her on my bed. removing her shoes before rolling her onto her side to check her neck. The bleeding was slowing but I didn't want it to get infected so I got up to get the first aide kit in my bathroom.
**Current time**
"And here we are, three days later.."