Alexa POV

Was anyone here actually a guest? Running and dodging I couldn't see anyone still in the building except for crazy Linda and Harry. They'd known we were coming all along. I should have known the tail I had seen with his book upside down was far too obvious. I cursed my stupidity as I raced to the back door, the shaking had subdued but it was still happening, the vibrations were rippling through my feet and making me stumble about as I ran.

I calculated all the exit points as I sped past, leaping over fallen furniture and dodging ones that were just coming down. I turned a sharp left corner when I felt wind on my face, my momentum causing me to slam into the floral wallpapered walls ahead. My shoulder throbbed when I began moving again, the cold wind buffeting on my face and making me avert my eyes.

I reached the back door through the staff kitchen and the laundry room to find it was already open, what I saw made me freeze. A large sleek silver helicopter was literally coming out of the ground, the thick snowing mountain floor tearing open to let it out as a platform rose below it. The Circle had really upped its game, I felt like I had just walked into a Bond film. Gun shots to the door made me move again as the bullets splintered off the outside walls and shattered the window glass. "Crap." I hissed, ducking back and crouching with my back to the wall, finger itching on my trigger as I pulled my gun from its place. Three, two, one I let out a low breath and spun in front of the door, firing three rounds at the men in black that stood out against the snow. I hit one and whirled back down on the other side of the door, praying Cammie was having a better time with the Big Bad Wolf formerly known as Grammy.

I heard shouts in French and the snow outside crunched, I judged by the heaviness of the foot prints and the pace that there were two men in body gear slowly approaching where I was hiding. The sound of an engine started and I clenched my jaw, Sean couldn't get away, not now when we were so close. My hand traveled down my leg till it reached my boot where my back up knife was waiting eagerly to be used. A black clad boot crossed the threshold of the door and I embedded it in his foot. He roared in pain and toppled over, I slammed his face into the floor and shot the other one in the stomach, he collapsed and hit his head on a stack of shelves, a pool of blood formed at my feet.

As quite as a mouse I walked outside, my small feet instantly sinking into the soft snowy ground. There were no men left guarding the plane but there were 3 inside with the Circle leader we were after. With was fantastic. Where the hell was Cammie?

Bullets hit the ground and sprayed snow in my face, momentarily impairing my vision. I bent down low and tried to shield myself with a wall of snow, wishing I had Cammie's chameleon ability.

Peering over my snowy hideaway I saw two of the men jump out of the helicopter to investigate, which was good for me. If they were separated it would be easier to take them out. Two knee shots and they were down for the count, but just to be sure I kicked their guns away, running to the helicopter now as they tried desperately to take off. Thankfully, luck or God or whatever there is was on my side and there was too much snow caught on it, leaving them temporarily grounded. Sean glared daggers at me from his seat in the back, probably realising that I was merely just a Gallagher Girl who hadn't even graduated yet. He pulled a gun from on of his guards angrily and tried to shoot me, which I was really getting tired off. I leaped over piles of ice and tried not to slip as I avoided the hail of bullets raining close by me. The helicopter started to take off as I reached it, grabbing the wrist of one of the men firing at me and throwing his out.

All that was left was Sean and the pilot. Easy peasy. Using the metallic railing for support I clambered into the helicopter just as it left the ground. Then Sean punched me in the face.

I rolled back from the force and almost fell out the side, we were gaining altitude quicker than I'd expected. "Stupid bitch, do you not know who I am?" I tasted blood from my nose and wiped it away.

"Sean Wilcox." I said with a sour smirk, pulling my self up. "Circle of Cavan leader, I know exactly who you are." He lunged again, his black hair blowing rapidly in the wind, I side stepped him, nearly slipping but regaining my balance in time to knee him in the gut. The pilot in the front looked scared and confused.

"Nous mettre bas, maintenant!" I yelled. "Put us down, now!" Sean punched and I ducked, giving his a sharp jab below the rib cage. He howled in pain and teetered backwards, far too close to the edge for my liking. The pilot fumbled with the dials and leavers, trying desperately to put us down on the ground before we flew over the edge of the cliff.

"Non!" Sean shouted, kicking me in the shins and grabbing the chairs for support. The poor scared pilot didn't know what to do, so I didn't much blame him for what happened next. He pushed the controls down and then back up, trying to figure out who to listen to, the girl with the gun or his boss.

Sadly he didn't have time to figure out which one as we collided head on with a large tree, the propellers jammed up and snapped and the front of the helicopter was crushed on impact, sending us spinning out of control. In a blind panic I tried to jump out, but something hit me on the back of the head from behind.

The last thing I saw was Sean jump out to a soft snowy landing as the helicopter tumbled off the side of the mountain.