Scott was wandering through the streets of Corinth, still unable to face his friends over the revelation that not only was the woman he loved missing, but that they had known for over a week, and yet had done nothing to tell him about it.

Rounding a corner, finding a store selling soft toys, he let out a sigh as he thought about her. He loved her so much, he loved everything about her...almost everything. Despite how far she had come, it still hurt that she would rush out on her own without him.

He knew she had been investigating the truth behind Alphabet Soup, and knew she was desperate to lay her fears to rest that it had been destroyed for good. Indeed, she had refused to marry him because she just couldn't see any way to get on with her life until she was certain that her past was gone for good.

He had downloaded some information from the mainframe, and knew of her travels. SPD were still securing the areas she had liberated and sifting through the information she had sent them. They still didn't have a full picture of what had happened, but Scott was sure that since she still hadn't returned to him, and hadn't given them any indication of where she was, that most likely only meant one thing. She knew more than she was telling them. She was determined to destroy Alphabet Soup alone.

It frustrated him that she wouldn't let them help her. He wanted to share his life with her, both the good and the bad. He had tried to get her to accept that he was a part of her life, and to come to him with anything that troubled her, but despite how much she had progressed in that side of herself, she hadn't waited for him to return to help her. She had gone on her own.

Just then, his communicator burst into life. He opened it up to answer it.

"What is it Vasquez?" He asked her.

"There's an intruder alarm over at the Winchester place." She told him. "Surveillance tells us you're the closest to that area of the city."

"I'll check it out." He told her. "I'll be there shortly."

Meanwhile, back in the Winchester place, Sarah was continuing to beat Charles in her relentless assault, her tear-filled eyes burning with fury as she took out the fury of her entire life of captivity on him. Charles slumped to the floor, fighting for breath as she paused for a second.

"You should be honoured Mr. Winchester. I am after all your creation." She reminded him, beginning to approach him slowly. "How does it feel? How does it feel to finally be completely helpless? How does it feel to know that your life isn't your own? I own you now Winchester! I could end your miserable life any time..!"

She screamed in pain as a power blast hit her from behind. Her armour had been badly damaged during her travels, especially her battle against the Prometheus rig. She had also sustained several injuries that she knew would be telling on her were it not for the Seraphim armour. A second blast sent her to her knees, at which she turned, preparing to strike when st she saw Mrs. Winchester standing in the room.

"Leave my husband alone!" She screamed at Sarah, levelling the blaster at her. Charles got back to his feet, smiling as he did so.

"Stay out of this Mrs. Winchester; I don't want to hurt you!" Sarah begged her, already feeling herself unable to regain her feet as some of the systems in her rig failed. "Your husband..!"

"I don't know why you're attacking him, but..."

The Red Ranger burst into the room, carrying his Nitro Blaster at the ready.

"RPM, everybody hold..." He paused as he saw Sarah on the floor, breathing heavily as a result of her injuries, and staring up at him through her tears. "Sarah? What's going on here?"

"This mad woman broke into our home and attacked my husband!" Mrs. Winchester informed him. "I want her arrested! I want you to prosecute her to the full extent of the law!"

"Scott, he deserves what happens to him!" Dr. K snarled at him. "He's the one who did this to me!"

"Sarah, let's just get out of here." Scott told her, approaching her slowly, putting his arms around her. "I'll help you, just de-activate..."

"But he's the one that's guilty! He took my life away!" She sobbed, pointing to him, frustrated and devastated that her vengeance was so close, and yet now it looked like it was being snatched away from her. "He deserves to die!"

"Sarah, calm down. We can talk about this later." Scott assured her. "For now just come with me."

She activated a data download, which dumped all of the information she had gathered directly into Scott's Ranger rig. Scott was disorientated as all the information flooded into his mind in the space of a minute, but he finally understood what she was saying. He now knew why she was there.

"He's the head of the Macha Group, the only one left!" She told him. "This evidence proves it. He took everything from me, from all those kids. He deserves to die!"

Scott levelled his Nitro Blaster at Mr. Winchester, approaching him slowly.

"Charles Winchester, the scale of your crimes is far too long to list here, so let me just condense it all by saying you're under arrest." He stated firmly. Mrs. Winchester stared at him.

"This is insane. This woman breaks into our house and threatens to kill my husband and you're arresting HIM?" Mrs. Winchester shrieked. She turned to her husband. "Charles, what's this all about?"

"Do you really think your courts will convict me?" He asked Scott in an arrogant sneer. "You have the word of a mad woman..."

"We have more than enough evidence to send you down." Scott assured him. "Right now, I'm fighting every urge to just stand aside and let Sarah finish what she started. The only reason I don't is because I love her too much to let her ruin her life over scum like you."

"What's going on here?" Mrs. Winchester demanded. "My husband's the victim here! He was attacked in his own home by a woman who, by her own admission, had every intention of killing him!"

"Your husband was the head of the Macha Group, a company which was a leading military weapons supplier." Scott informed her. "They headed up a programme called Alphabet Soup. They held children of extraordinary intelligence against their will and forced them to design and create weapons. Sarah was one of those children."

"Charles?" She gasped, hoping for him to deny what Scott had said. They said they had evidence, but she didn't want to believe she could have been living with a monster like that for all these years, even if their marriage had only been one of convenience.

"Mr. Winchester lifted his wrist watch to his mouth and spoke directly into it.

"Project Lilith activate. Target, Dr. K and the Rangers." He stated. Scott levelled the blaster at him. He just held his hands up. "I'm not resisting Truman. Take me in if you must. Just know that if you value your lives, you will release me, or I will never de-activate the final project of Alphabet Soup."

"What did you do Winchester?" Scott demanded of him. "Whatever you did tell us and shut it off or..."

"If you kill me you'll never stop Lilith." He interrupted him. Scott just put away his Nitro Blaster and handcuffed him as a few law enforcement officers arrived.

"Dr. K..."

"Sarah." She corrected him. He just smiled and shook his head.

"Products don't have names of their own. We name them." He told her. "I hope you appreciate what I've given you. Hope you enjoy your family reunion."

"Family reunion?" Scott asked her. Sarah just held her head in her hands and wept loudly as Winchester was led from the room. She knew exactly what he meant by that. Almost all the projects of the Macha Group had been enhanced humans of some description. As soon as he mentioned her family, she remembered something her mother had told her, something she had almost forgotten about since she met no resistance in Chernobyl. She had a sister, and apparently, Lilith was her sister.

In another part of the city, Gem made his way to the orphanage. He needed to talk to someone who understood him. Gemma was busy with Hicks, and the others were busy in the Garage.

He hated how confusing his feelings were right now. He was overjoyed to see the newest addition to the Ranger family, Flynn's son Callum. Unfortunately the mood had been marred somewhat by the situation that arose with Scott. He had only just found out that Sarah was missing, and had stormed off in a terrible mood. He was also still worried about Sarah. They still had no idea where she was, or what could be happening to her. Coming to the door, he knocked on it gently. After a while, he was about to leave, when Cassandra opened the door.

She started to turn a little pink when she saw him, playing with her hair nervously, accidentally getting some cookie dough in it. She was carrying a kitchen cloth she had hastily wiped off her hands on, and she was wearing an apron covered in splashes and flour. She had been baking when she was interrupted by the door. She smiled at him weakly.

"Gem, what are you doing here?" She asked him, grinning broadly. As she looked at him, she felt something different though. Her smile slipped a little. Normally all she felt from Gem was his enthusiasm and happiness. She really liked being around him, a little like the kids from the orphanage because of how they made him feel. It was a little different though; she was becoming really drawn to him.

Since she had spent much of her life in an institution, she hadn't really had much more than a passing interest in any guys she met. One of the drawbacks to being able to sense what others thought and felt was that it made it hard to get close to them, especially when those thoughts were somewhat less than innocent. She never felt that way with Gem though.

"Bob and Helen have taken the kids out to the park for a little while. I was just doing some baking...is everything alright?" She asked him. In some ways Gem was glad that the others weren't there. He was a little upset.

"Can I come in?" He asked her. Cassandra gestured for him to do so, leading him into the orphanage.

Scott took Sarah back to the Garage, bringing her in. The others were all busy, but as soon as they saw her, they rushed over to see what was happening. Summer hugged her tightly.

"What happened to you?" She asked. "Where have you been?"

"She's fine Summer." Scott told her rather unconvincingly. "Could all of you please give us a little time?"

He led her through to her room, sealing the door behind them. He still resented being kept out of the loop, over her disappearance, but he was sure that she wouldn't want to see them just yet. He knew that they would hear about it all sooner or later from Hicks. He would have likely been called in and briefed when Mr. Winchester was arrested. Pretty soon, his arrest would hit the press anyway, and there would be a lot of work to go around, keeping the details out of the press to protect the victims, namely Sarah and the twins.

Sarah de-activated the Seraphim rig, releasing herself from it as they arrived in her room. Scott sighed sadly, seeing the massive collection of bruises across her body as she changed into her pyjamas.

"Sarah..."

"Scott, I'm exhausted and I am in pain." She interrupted him. "Can we please leave this until later?"

"No Sarah, we can't." He replied sharply as she sat on her bed. "Sarah, what the hell were you doing?"

"You know what I was doing." She told him.

"I know you said you wanted to be sure all of this was over." He replied, kneeling down next to her. "Sarah, I wanted to help you. You know I wanted to help you through this."

"I just needed the answers." She sighed, feeling her tears starting again. "Since the dreams began, it's all I could think about. When I found out about the lead in Tokyo, all I could think about was going to check it out. You weren't here..."

"You knew I was coming back though." He reminded her. "When we go out, we go out as a team. We do that for a reason, you know that."

He placed a hand on her cheek, causing her to look up at him.

"I meant what I said when I said I want to share my life with you." He told her. "You just have to learn that part of this is that you do the same."

"I'm sorry I didn't say anything." She whispered back weakly. "I didn't think."

"I love you; I was going out of my mind not knowing what happened to you." He told her. "I want to be with you for the rest of our lives. I want to be a part of my life, and I want to be a part of yours."

"I just couldn't escape the thought that it would all come back." She told him. "Until I was sure the Macha Group was gone, I didn't think I had a life."

Scott just pulled her in, hugging her tightly. He never wanted to lose her again. She parted from him a little.

"Scott, about what Winchester said, about this thing that could be coming..."

"Whatever comes, we'll face it together." He interrupted her.

"I can't lie to you; I don't want to hide things from you anymore. I don't know exactly what it is, but I know one thing." She told him regretfully. "I met my mom, but before she died, she told me something. She told me I have a sister."

"Winchester said something about a family reunion." Scott recalled. "You really think this is your sister?"

"He has no reason to lie." She replied, wiping away a tear. "Scott, what are we going to do?"

"We'll do what we always do." He replied, kissing her gently. "We'll face everything that stands up against us."

As he got up, to allow her to rest, she grabbed his wrist.

"Scott, please. Don't leave." She whispered. "I don't want to be alone anymore."

"You won't be." He replied, lying down with her under the covers. "Not anymore."

Back in the Orphanage, Cassandra brought a plate of fresh cookies into the room, setting them down in front of him as she sat down.

"I can't believe Sarah just left like that." She sighed, sitting with him. "You must all be going out of your minds."

"I'm pretty sure you would know already." He said with a forced smile. "I mean, you could always just read me..."

"I'm trying to learn not to do that automatically." She interrupted him, looking away from him, brushing some hair behind her ear. "People who know about my gift can be a little wary about me. I can't blame them really; it's an invasion of privacy. It'd be worse than reading someone's mail. Sometimes all people really have is their thoughts and their feelings."

"I guess you'd know that better than anyone." He replied with a shrug, taking a cookie and eating it. "I just wish it hadn't hurt Scott so much. The way he looked at us when he found out, it was like we had betrayed him or something."

"In some ways, I suppose he felt like you had." She replied regretfully. "He really loves you guys, you're his family. He'll forgive you in time."

"I'm sorry to lay all of this on you." He told her. "I know I should really be talking with the others, but everyone's kind of busy..."

"It's alright, I really don't mind." She assured him. "So, Sam's had the baby?"

Gem smiled as she reminded him about Callum.

"He's really beautiful. Flynn and Sam are so lucky." He told her. "They'll be staying in hospital for a couple of days because he's a little early, but they should get him home soon. They say everything's fine."

"I'd like to see him when I get the chance." Cassandra told him with a smile. She reached forward for a cookie at exactly the same time as Gem, and their hands touched. Feeling his soft touch, she looked up at him, their eyes connecting, and she felt her heart speeding up as she did so.

"It's alright, you go ahead..."

"Its fine, you had it first." Gem told her, withdrawing a little. He looked at her, unable to take his eyes off her.

"Gem..."

He reached his hand forward, stroking her hair gently, at which, she leant in, pressing her lips to his. He looked at her a little shocked and showed her his fingers.

"Cookie dough." He explained. Cassandra looked a little embarrassed by her actions.

"Um..."

He reached around her head, drawing her closer to him and kissed her softly. Cassandra smiled as they parted.

"It looks like I'm not the only one that can read thoughts." She said contentedly.

"I try not to." He replied, putting an arm around her. "It's an invasion of privacy."

Cassandra adjusted position on the couch, resting into Gem's chest happily. A warm smile crossed her lips as she felt his warm arms around her. She couldn't believe that she could ever be this happy.