A new chapter already? Yep, I've basically been working on this as much as I could. This chapter is just a bunch of flashbacks to when Amanda and Mark worked with John. The paragraphs in italics are what's happening currently.

Also, I now have a name for Mark and Amanda pairing.

Traptatoes.

Should I explain?

Okay, my friend is currently writing an Avengers webcomic called Thundergamma ( nuclearpsychotic|dot|deviantart|dot|com - Just replace the |dot|s with periods and add /art/ThunderGamma-455820227 on the end) about this awesome epic adventure with demons and stuff and two of the characters in it are her OC and Bruce. Their shipping name is Shiptatoes.

Why?

Because out of Ruce, Broxy, and Shiptatoes, guess which one my friend could say without laughing?

That's right, Shiptatoes.

So when I asked my friends to come up with a name for AmandaxHoffman pairing, they came up with Traptatoes and my reaction was basically "why the hell not?"

So there you go. Traptatoes. I'm going to try to make that a thing.

Onto the story!

"Who're you?"

Amanda looked nervously at the man standing in front of her.

"Amanda," she mumbled.

"Speak up, princess."

Amanda glared at him. She straightened her shoulders and stared the intimidating man in the eyes.

"My name is Amanda Young."

The man gave an amused smiled. "Finally."

"Who're you?"

"Mark Hoffman." Mark reached out his hand and Amanda hesitantly shook it. "So, let's see… you're the girl who was in the reverse bear trap, right?"

"Yeah."

"So, did Kramer blackmail you too?"

Amanda's face reddened. "No. He asked me. I chose to come."

"Well, aren't you lucky?" Mark took a step closer to Amanda, obviously trying to intimidate her.

"Yeah," Amanda grabbed Mark's tie, wrapping it around her hand and pulling his face closer to her. "I am." She leaned forward, kissed Mark on the lips, and walked away, leaving Mark standing there, startled and slightly confused. He touched two fingers to his lips, where Amanda kissed him. He couldn't keep himself from smiling.

"That girl's got guts," he mumbled to himself. He couldn't wait to see what happened next.

Amanda opened her eyes, even though doing so took up a lot of her energy. From what she could tell, she was in a van of some sort. Every few seconds, she would be jostled around and hit other bodies. Out of the corner of her eye, she could just make out her eldest daughter on her left, and her husband on her right. Amanda used all of her strength to entwine her fingers with his. She closed her eyes and traveled back into the world she once knew.

Amanda stood against the wall, panting. At least Mark couldn't sneak up on her when she was like this.

Come on, Amanda. You're better than this. She took a few steps away from the wall. "Come and get me, Hoffman!"

Nothing happened.

"Whatever." Amanda turned around and saw Mark standing in front of her. Her scream quickly turned into laughter as Mark picked her up by the waist and spun her around.

"You bastard."

Mark smiled as Amanda gave him that cute look he loved. "That's not nice."

"Is that the best comeback you've got?"

"It's hard to come up with a good comeback when I have the most beautiful girl in the world in my arms."

Amanda pushed Mark away from her. "Suck-up," she said, even though she couldn't help blushing.

"I'm the suck-up?" Mark looked at Amanda with mock disbelief. "This from miss 'yes John, right away John, I'll do anything John, I'd wash your feet and call you the world's overlord if you would just look at me John'?"

"Hey! I just like to do my best for him!"

"Oh, please!" Mark rolled his eyes. "You practically drool all over him every time you see him."

"That's not true!"

"Mmmhmm."

Amanda gave Mark a sly smile. "Why would you care anyway. Are you jealous?"

Mark wrapped his arms around Amanda and pulled her closer to him. "Maybe." He leaned in closer and gave Amanda a kiss.

Amanda opened her eyes, still feeling as though she could barely move. She saw the face of Lawrence Gordon above her. He was carrying her.

"What have you done with..." She mumbled, barely able to speak. "My...children..."

Lawrence looked down at her. "Close your eyes, my friend. You still have awhile before the games begin."

Amanda's eyes closed against her will. She was unable to keep them open any longer.

"Come on!" Mark called.

"Just wait up!" Amanda called back, panting. She ran after Mark through the warehouse and to the fire escape, faintly wondering what all the fuss was about. Mark ran to the top of the fire escape and climbed up the ladder he had placed earlier that day.

"Is this safe?" Amanda asked. Mark laughed and helped her up.

"Since when have you cared about being safe?"

Amanda rolled her eyes. "What is this surprise anyway?"

"Be patient," Mark replied, holding her hand in his.

They stood on the roof together, looking down at the city before them.

"Amanda, look over there!" Mark pointed to his left.

Amanda turned to the left. "I don't see anything," she said, confused.

"Maybe it's to your right."

Amanda turned to her right, and saw Mark on one knee.

"Oh-oh my god..." Amanda put a hand to her mouth.

Mark opened the small box he held in his hand, revealing a silver ring with a diamond on it. "Amanda, I know I'm not perfect, and neither is this life we're living right now. But between the games and the tests, I always have time to reflect on how lucky I am to know you." Mark took a deep breath, trying to stop his hands from shaking. "Will you marry me?"

Amanda was silent for a second, too starstruck to answer. Then she knelt down next to Mark and hugged him.

"Yes!"

Mark took the ring out of the box and put it on Amanda's finger. It was a perfect fit.

"Mark, this is the happiest day of my life. I-I've always loved you." Amanda started to tear up. Before she could start crying, Mark pressed his lips against hers.

"I know," he said. "So have I."

"Where should I put her?" Asked a fuzzy voice.

"In the cage over there."

Amanda groaned as she felt her body touch the cold concrete. She opened her eyes and pushed herself to a sitting position. She saw Lawrence walking to the cage door. Amanda shot to her feet, ignoring the spinning world around her as she pulled Lawrence back.

"Where are my children!" She screamed.

The doctor spun around to face Amanda, a kind look on his face.

"Amanda, if you continue to be violent, I will be forced to sedate you."

"Oh, shove it up your ass!" She swung her fist at Lawrence, who dodged it and pulled a syringe out of his pocket. Amanda ran at him and he jabbed the needle into her neck.

"Just wait a little longer," Lawrence said, closing the cage door behind him as Amanda fell to the ground. "We just need a little more time."

Amanda looked at her reflection in the knife, tears running down her face. She caught a glimpse of her engagement ring as she brought the knife up to her neck and started sobbing. It's for the best. She thought.

Mark walked in the room and saw Amanda with the knife. "No!" He screamed. "Amanda, stop!"

"I'm sorry Mark."

"No!" Mark tackled Amanda and managed to wrestle the knife away from her. He threw it across the room. "Why?! Why would you do that?!"

"You don't understand!" Amanda sobbed. She struggled underneath Mark.

"Just tell me!"

Amanda took a deep breath and stifled her sobs. "Mark," she whispered. "I'm pregnant."

Mark's eyes widened in surprise. "Amanda that's-that's wonderful!"

"No it's not!" Amanda started to cry again. "I don't want to bring a child into this! Mark, I cut myself, I kill people, I torture people, I-"

Mark put a finger to Amanda's lips, silencing her. He stood up and helped her to her feet. "Amanda, you're going to be an amazing mother, and I agree. We can't bring a child into this. I've been thinking about this for awhile and I think...I think we should fake our deaths."

Amanda wiped the tears from her eyes. "How?" She asked.

"Well, I haven't worked out all of the details," Mark started. "But I have a few connections and it might be best if we could explode the warehouse. After John left, of course," he added after seeing Amanda's eyes widen in fear.

Amanda hesitated. "I-I don't know..."

"Trust me. We can create an alias, get married, raise our child!"

Amanda sighed. "You're right." She motioned to the tables and traps around her. "I'm just going to miss all of this."

"I know." Mark grabbed Amanda's hand. "But it would be better this way."

Amanda hugged Mark and cried into his shoulder.

"Amanda," Mark said, hugging her back. "I love you."

Mark opened his eyes to find himself in a cage, his wife lying next to him he stood up, putting his hand on the wall to keep his balance as the world spun around him. He saw two men placing two of his unconscious children on the floor and shackling them to the ground. One of them placed a knife next to both of them.

"Don't touch them!" Mark screamed, pulling at the bars. The two men ignored him. "I'll kill you!"

The men walked out of the room to attend to another matter. Mark sat on the ground and looked over at his wife. He picked her up and set her in his lap.

"Oh god, no!" Mark dashed over to Amanda, trying to stop the bleeding wound in her neck. In the corner of his eye, Mark saw Jeff holding his dead wife, crying. Mark took off his tie and wrapped it around Amanda's neck, applying pressure to the bullet wound.

"Mark..." Amanda gasped.

"Shh, don't talk," Mark felt tears running down his face.

"I...love..."

"Don't speak. Save your strength."

"Mark! What happened!"

Mark looked over his shoulder. "Lawrence!" He put one arm under Amanda's head and one under her leg and lifted her up. "Help, please."

"Bring her out here."

Mark held Amanda in his lap. She was still out cold, and Mark was a little drowsy. He saw his children stir, then looked down at his wife.

"Wake up soon, Amanda," he whispered. "I need you."

"Please Amanda, wake up!"

Mark was sitting on a chair next to the table where Lawrence operated on Amanda. "Please, I need you!" He clutched at her hand as if it was the only thing keeping him alive.

"Mark, I'm sorry."

"No!" Mark started to cry. "She's still alive!"

"I did my best, but there's a very small chance she'll survive," Lawrence sighed. Mark ignored him.

"We're going to have a beautiful child. We'll get married and buy a house and raise him or her there. You're going to be a great mother, I know you will. Just please, wake up."

"I'll leave you two alone." Lawrence started to walk out of the room.

"Mark..." Amanda opened her eyes slowly.

Lawrence stopped in his tracks and turned around. "I can't believe it."

Mark broke down crying.

"You bastard..." Amanda smiled weakly.

Mark stopped crying and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He laughed softly. "I thought you were dead."

"If I died, I wouldn't be able to be with you."

"Amanda," Mark sighed. "I think we might have to wait a little longer before we start our family. I mean, John's dead, and Lawrence is going through some trouble with his family right now, so...

"I understand." Amanda squeezed Mark's hand.

"I'm going to try and make it look like I blackmailed you into killing Lynn, okay? That'll throw the police off our trail for a little while."

"Okay." Amanda closed her eyes, too tired to keep them open. "Be careful, babe."

Mark softly kissed Amanda's forehead. "I will," he whispered.

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