Hello, my fabulous readers! :) I am soooo sorry for the long wait on this chapter! I got very, very busy with school and then I got very sick. I hope you enjoy, and I really hope it was worth the wait!

I DON'T OWN ANYTHING, JUST MY IMAGINATION!

Auggie POV

"I have a plan," I said to Jai and the four other operatives that Jai had brought with him. "It's a risky one, but a plan nonetheless. We will perform an Insert and Snatch hostage rescue, meaning we will enter the building a silently as possible and surround the area where we believe they are holding Annie. We will rescue her with as quickly as possible, using tranquilizer darts and guns, if necessary. We flush the building and take all the evil men in to our custody. Any questions?"

One of the operatives, whom I had only seen in passing, spoke, "Yeah, I have one. What if your plan doesn't work?"

"Then we will regroup and make a new plan. But, that doesn't matter because it will work." I replied with confidence.

The same, pinched face man voiced a second concern. "How are we supposed to surround them with only six people?"

"Annie's brush pass contact, Reynard, gave me a list of other people we can contact to help us."

"And who are they? French minutemen?" He said incredulously.

"They are former members of the French Foreign Legion. They will help us"

"What if we flood the wrong building? Or what if Annie isn't there?" He asked completely disbelieving of my abilities.

"Boy," I said, sarcastically, "You're just full of questions today aren't you?" I pulled out my cell phone to call the people on the list Reynard had given me. I got a hold of two of them and informed them of our need for their help. On the third call I stopped waiting for him to pick up after it rang with no answer for one minute.

I returned back to the group. "They will be here in fifteen minutes. One of them is also bringing two friends with him. That makes ten of us. We must find Annie. We will find Annie. Move out."

Fifteen minutes later, we were joined by four men who looked classically French. We left in separate cars and met at the appointed building.

As we entered the building with little sound, I had flashbacks of Iraq and my initial injury. I saw the dreaded Humvee that held the bomb. I saw a light and heard a bang. Suddenly, I was lying on the ground, my head hurting immensely. My eyes were open, and I should have been looking at the sky. All I could see was black. Deep, never-ending black.

I was brought back to reality in a flash with someone saying my name, "Auggie. Auggie? Anyone home? Auggie?" I opened my eyes, and with momentary surprise, I realized I could see Jai's face looming over me. From the hard rock digging into the small of my back, I derived I was lying on the ground.

"What happened?" I asked Jai.

"You were walking, then you collapsed on to the ground. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go."

Trying to shake off the shock of losing consciousness, I got up and silently followed Jai's lead.

The building was dank and smelled of mold. The unfinished stone walls left the impression of Seventeenth Century style castles, while the open beams lent themselves more to the style of the Twentieth Century. As we neared the epicenter of the building, we could hear voices that were obviously meant to be hushed, but that carried through the open ceilinged rooms. "Tell me who that man is!" I heard a deep, gravelly voice yell.

And then, I heard a scream. All normal thought process ended and I hurtled myself in the direction of the sound. Just as I reached my hand out towards the doorknob, a hand on my shoulder stopped me. I turned on my heel and saw the pinch faced man. He whispered, "Be careful. Watch every move you make. Those men are very dangerous."

I nodded and quietly laid my hand on the knob. My hand slowly tilted until the door clicked.

The room was tiny. The table was small and square, but it held several of the strongest, scariest looking men I had ever seen. I decided that that didn't matter one bit. I am Auggie Anderson. I am strong. I have a mission, so you best get out of my way if you are trying to stop me. I pulled the blow dart gun from the holster on my hip and held it out in front of me. I threw the door open fully. The men looked surprised but reacted almost instantly, running at us as they drew their guns. I shot two darts that met their targets, the four others did not. In a frenzy, we stormed the room, using the tranquilizer darts with little success. After the failed attempts I swung my gun at the back of one of the men's skulls. He looked dazed, but unlike on Star Trek, one hit to the back of the head does not knock a person out. I used his daze to my advantage, and hit him a few more times. He went out like a light. I whipped around to survey the other's situations. Jai was holding one man's head in the crook of his elbow, the pinch faced man had followed my suite and was hitting another man in the head. The other CIA operatives had done as Jai or I had, while the Frenchmen had pulled knives.

After quite a few minutes of fighting, we had conquered them. The noise we had made, while a lot, was apparently not enough to make whoever was in the room with Annie become worried or check on his henchmen. I walked assuredly to the door on the opposite side of the room. The door knob turned with ease. As I enter the elongated room, the sight I saw made me stop in my tracks. And then, it made me very angry.

Annie POV

As Raoul sliced my stomach, it turned slightly jagged as I tried to attack him back, but it failed. I screamed for someone, anyone, to hear me. I figured no one did.

Suddenly, there a flash of light and a voice yelled, "GET AWAY FROM HER!" and Raoul was pulled off of me. A face that was bright and shining with tears appeared before me. It was the first time I had seen Auggie Anderson cry.

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