A/N- Disclaimer: I do not own M. .

Jacob's P.O.V

I warned her I can't believe she didn't listen, well she is a teenager. Maybe after I got the cuffs of my hands I could knock out Tom and his friends maybe that year in self defence classes and learning martial arts would pay off but then again even my parkour skills might help in this scenario. I mean honestly it's not like they work for the government.

"Anna, I told you that you couldn't trust him. You met him online playing that Beast Quest thing."

"Well I'm sorry for letting my trust issues get the better of me and by the way it's Blade Quest not Beast Quest, Beast Quest is a series of books written by a guy called Adam Blade," She retorted.

"Whatever. Like I care," I said.

With the team who are sitting in the front half of the van.

Tom's P.O.V

Looks like Jacob blames Annabel for trusting you," Dan said looking in my direction.

"Wonder if he's ever met you," Aneisha said sarcastically to Dan.

"If I hadn't of not trusted Steinberg we probably wouldn't of gotten to Zoe in time," Dan said trying desperately to prove his point.

"Okay, remind me who is Zoe?" Keri asked.

Dan sighed, a clear sign that he was not explaining it but this leaved Aneisha with the opening to tease.

"Well," Aneisha started to explain, "Zoe is one of your sisters as you know. She left at the end of last year and in my opinion if she had've stayed another month she and Dan would be together."

When Aneisha said that I had to stifle back a laugh as Dan snapped back usual response to this topic, "If she had of felt he same way about me as I felt about her- I use felt in past tense- maybe-"

"She would've stayed," Aneisha finished for him.

"Dan we know, we've heard it every time this topic of conversation is brought up," I said.

"Is it my fault she left? Is it? Because every time I think about her the only person I feel that I can blame, is myself and my stupid pride. Maybe just maybe if I had of swallowed my pride and told her how I felt she wouldn't have left," Dan said his voice weakening with every word, he looked as though he was on the brink of tears.

"It's not your fault Dan," Aneisha said.

"How do you know that she didn't feel the same way about you but was too scared to admit it?" Keri questioned,"From what I've heard she wasn't always the openest when it came to her feelings. What if every time you call her she wants to answer but some unknown force inside her stops her from answering? What if she repeats your voicemails constantly, hoping, pretending that her life is fine but without you but it's not? How do you know?"

"I guess I don't, but honestly how do you know?" Dan retorted.

"A month before you guys found me at that bus stop being dragged away by KORPS guards I was in a relationship. But we broke up, should I say he broke up with me. Long distance wasn't working, he'd always say he would call and when he did I didn't answer so I played his voicemails over and over and over again hoping that he would come home. I know what it feels like to have someone get your heart, get a hammer and completely crush it," Keri responded. It wasn't the Keri we would normally see. She wasn't bright and cheerful or mad and frustrated the look she wore on her face was so genuine..it was sadness. Anyone who looked at her could tell that she had loved her Ex -whoever he is- with all her heart and more until he crushed it using a pair of industrial strength bolt cutters and left her with no apology, no reason, no heart and a meaningless life. Maybe she really was lucky that we found her.

Annabel's P.O.V

The one thing they didn't know was that Jacob and I could hear everything that they said and I could tell that Dan was heart broken and I didn't even know anything about him more than his name.

"I don't think these people are the bad guys," I said.

"Then why would they hand cuff us, kidnap us and throw us in a van?" Jake questioned.

"That's a bloody good question."

About 10 minutes later the van jolted to a holt and we were lead out of the van... Maybe they weren't kidnapping us. Although I wasn't going to be meeting guys I played online for a while. I couldn't see where I was going but once we got into a small room I started to get concerned.

"Where are we?" I asked.

I didn't get an answer just a feeling like I got last time I was on the Giant Swing, except it took my stomach a while longer to find me this time.

Uh I felt nauseous like I do when I'm in my History classroom, I think once upon a time someone spilt chocolate milk in there so it now has a stench of off-milk in it and it stinks. But this was worse than that nausea because I was blindfolded and couldn't actually find anything to stabilise myself on so when I fell over and thought I would hit the ground I didn't because someone caught me.

I mumbled an apology to whoever had caught me and them I continued trudging through... Where ever I was.

I heard the scraping of a chair on the floor. My hands were un-cuffed and my blindfold taken off, it took me a few seconds to adjust to the brightness of the room but when I did the blonde haired boy motioned for me to take a seat. As well as blondie there was another person, a girl with black hair.

"There were four of them before," I thought to myself," Tom and the other girl must be watching the video feed and running comms."

"Annabel Lawrence? Correct?" The girl asked.

I nodded but said nothing.

"Technologically advanced, the 6 O'clock news was quite amusing," She said.

"It's not completely my fault, I was just playing around with the video when my brother accidentally pressed enter," I explained.

"Doesn't explain why you were in the server in the first place," Blondie pointed out with a rather harsh 'I don't like you' voice.

"Is this an interrogation?" I asked.

"Depends... Do you want it to be?" The girl asked.

"No," I said, "no not at all."

"Okay then. My name is Aneisha, I work for MI9 and I'm curious to find out how you began your life in advanced technology," Aneisha said.

She must have heard something like 'I'm not listening to another life's story' through her comms unit cause I could tell she had to try not to laugh as I said, "Where do I begin?" I joked, " Well I joined a robotics club when I was 8, there I learnt about computer coding. When I was 10 my parents bought me my own laptop for my birthday, so I decided to try something a little more complicated; I had already worked out how to program robots so what if I could use the same type of coding to hack into stuff? I figured out that I could," I paused not really wanting to continue with the story but knowing deep, deep down that I had to. So I did," I started off with simple things, friend's emails, the Blade Quest FanFiction website, TV channels. I was happy with just doing things not incredibly illegal until Jake my brother found out and started pushing me further. At first I was hesitant but after a while I started to feel smart and cunning. So I wanted something big to celebrate my birthday," I said.

"So you attempted to hack into the Mars Rover and discovered you needed a few more days but by the news later that night someone had already done it," Aneisha said.

She may not have meant it but her words felt like a slap across the face to me and they burned inside of me, an unknown fury boiling to rise in my chest. I stood up, I was pissed, but yelling wasn't going to help my problems, "Have you ever wanted something so badly that every moment you are away from it you feel like someone is tearing you heart out?" I said with a dangerously low voice directed at Aneisha," but then to have someone you don't know come along and steal that achievement away from you hurts more than you can ever imagine."

I turned around to face the boy I assumed was Dan," I overheard your conversation before, about a girl named... Hmm what was it...? Ziggy, Zara, Zo.. Zoe. You know exactly what kind of emotional pain I went through and yet you're still finding ways to push my buttons," I said.

Dan said nothing but walked out of the room, I looked up at Aneisha who said, "I think that's enough for today." before escorting me to my sleeping quarter. It wasn't as bad as a prison cell but wasn't exactly a mansion with a four-poster bed either.

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