A/N: First, once I upload the next chapter, I'm going to move this to the Sanctuary section. No one looks at crossovers. Second, beware major character death.


Clara let out a scream as Methos pushed them all to the ground. He managed to grapple his gun out of its holster and turned to shoot. Will looked over as he heard a groan. He stared at Methos. "You just shot a guy in the crotch," he stated.

"Yes, well, it stopped him from shooting at us," Methos pointed out.

"Not for long," Clara warned. Sure enough even though he was on his knees he was aiming his gun at them again.

He never got the chance to fire. The sound of a gun going off echoed from behind them and the soldier fell, a bullet between his eyes. The three of them twisted around to see Tesla and Amanda striding through the door. "Are you guys okay?" Amanda asked as she helped Clara to her feet.

"Thanks to you," Methos replied as Tesla helped him up. "Where did you come from anyway?"

"We've been running from guards," Tesla explained. "Don't ask how we managed to end up here but we came in the back way. Everyone in the other room is dead."

"Everyone?" Will asked quietly.

"Them or us," Amanda told him. "What about you guys?"

Methos pulled the vial from his jacket. "Clara managed to get the virus from them, thank god. Now we need to go help the Highlander."

"Where is he?" she asked.

"We left them back there," Will gestured. "They were supposed to keep the soldiers off our back while we got this."

"Considering this one got through, they might not be around anymore," Nikola said grimly as he kicked the dead guard. "But we've been releasing Abnormals as we went. It's possible the guards were attacked by them."

"If they attacked the guards they probably got to the other Immortals too," Will pointed out.

"Then why the hell are we standing around?" Methos demanded. "Let's move." They pounded down hallways to where they had left the other Immortals. The stench of blood was everywhere along with bodies. Duncan was breathing but Patrick and Richie were still out. Duncan was kneeling by his student waiting for him to wake up. "MacLeod!" Methos called. He hurried to kneel beside him.

"He's alright," Duncan said. "It's just taking him awhile to wake back up."

"What about Patrick?" Methos asked.

"Gone for good," he whispered. "One of the Abnormals got to him."

"Who got the Quickening?" Methos wondered.

"I was out, Richie took it."

Methos shrugged. "At least it'll give him more of an edge. Something good comes out of this," he murmured.

With a gasp Richie came back to them. "Ow, man, that hurts," he groaned. "What happened?"

"You got killed," Methos stated. "By quite a few bullets, I'd say. The Quickening settled in you?"

Richie laid back and rested for a moment. "Yeah," he said, "I'm good to go. I just need a hand up." Methos took one arm and Duncan the other. They heaved Richie to his feet, not letting go until they were certain he was able to stand on his own.

Nikola looked around. "Well we have half our merry band," he commented. "Now we need the rest of them."

"Weren't you all together?" Methos asked.

"We split up a while back," Amanda told him. "Me and Tesla, Fiona and Mike and John and Helen."

Methos shrugged. "Fiona and Mike will be relatively easy to find," he pointed out, "John and Helen are the problem. And we need to know if they've found Ashley or the Blood."

"I'd doubt they have the Blood," MacLeod opined. "The labs are down this way. One of the teams would have seen them by now."

"Why would Fiona and Mike be easy to find?" Nikola asked.

"Because Immortals can sense each other," Amanda told him. "But we shouldn't be standing here. We need to find the others and leave."

"Where do we start looking?" Richie asked. "They could be anywhere."

Methos looked up at the loud noises coming towards them. "I would suggest moving away from the soldiers," he decided. "This way."

John, Helen and Ashley were actually much closer than anyone thought. It wouldn't be long before the two groups ran into each other. "This place is a total maze," Ashley sighed, "We'll never be able to find our way out."

"Don't worry," John told her. "We will find our way. It might just take a little longer and a few more bodies than we'd like."

"That's not very comforting," his daughter opined.

"Speaking of bodies," Helen called. They turned to see three guards aiming at them. Ashley and John took care of it. "We need to keep moving," she sighed.

"Hold on," Ashley said. She hurried over to strip the men of their guns.

"Ashley!" Helen chastised.

"Mom, we are running out of ammo and these guys have better guns. We don't have much of a choice," she pointed out.

"Ashley is right," John agreed.

"I believe I shall stick to handguns," Helen decided.

"Very well then," John said. "Ashley, give me the last of your ammunition." She grappled it out from her gun and handed it to him. He discharged his own cartridge and combined it with Ashley's. "Here," he said handing it to Helen. "You'll need back up."

With a thin smile and a nod she stuffed them in her belt. "Hey dad, here," Ashley called shoving a gun at him. For a moment their eyes locked and they paused at her use of the word. Then John grabbed the gun. He reached down to help her back to her feet.

"Let's get moving," he said. He began to lead them once again through corridors and hallways. They paused at one of the doors. "What is this?" John murmured.

"It's an EM field generator," Helen stated. "Its like the one we have at the Sanctuary. I don't believe they've turned it on."

"Then let's destroy it before they do," John suggested. He and Ashley shot the control mechanism up until it was completely riddled with holes. "That should take care of it," he declared.

"We need to continue moving," Helen said. "We must find the others and get out of here. The longer we stay, the more dangerous it becomes. For all of us."

"No shit," Ashley replied. "So which way do we go now?"

"Language," her father chastised. "Come along now." They continued through the hallways until Ashley stopped still in her tracks. "Ashley, what's wrong?" John asked.

"That's her," Ashley whispered, trembling.

"What's her?" Helen asked quietly.

Ashley pointed a shaky finger at a woman in one of the offices with her back to them. "That's Dana Whitcomb," she said. "She's the one who put me here. She's the head of the Cabal. She did all of this." Dana took that moment to turn around. "Oh god," Ashley whispered. She began backing away from the window.

Helen glared at the woman for a moment before Dana began to run. Magnus turned to her daughter. "Ashley you stay right here," she instructed. "You father and I will be back very soon." She pulled her close and kissed her temple. "I love you no matter what. You remember that." She turned to John and held out a hand. "John, if you please."

"As you wish," John agreed. He took her hand. "We'll be back soon," he repeated to his daughter. Ashley gave a shaky nod. They were gone in a flash of light. When they reappeared they were at the end of a hallway. "Helen, are you alright?" John asked as she wobbled slightly.

"I'm not used to such travel anymore," she whispered. Shaking her head to clear it, she focused on what had brought them here. "Let's see if we can't find Miss Whitcomb and fix a few things."

"Agreed," John nodded. They didn't have to look far. Dana actually ran into them.

"My god," she whispered.

John gave her a smile. "Hello there," he greeted.

"Helen Magnus and John Druitt," she breathed.

"You are the one who attacked our daughter," he stated. "I believe it's time we returned the favor." Before he could raise his gun, Helen had shot her in the arm twice.

She moved quickly to knock Dana out, bind and gag her. John looked at her. "As satisfying as killing her would be, we need her," Helen pointed out. "She has information about all of the Cabal's activities. Not to mention she's probably our ticket out of here."

John was clearly unhappy but he couldn't refute her logic. "Very well then let's move quickly. We need to get back to Ashley as soon as possible. No doubt she's rather shaken up."

"You would be too," Helen said. "Let's move." She took his hand again.

They weren't the only ones who were heading towards Ashley. Both the Immortals and a group of soldiers were heading to that area. The soldiers were there first. Ashley raised her gun to shoot but was hit by another headache from the control agent. The soldiers raised their guns.

Will was at the head of the other group coming to Ashley. He saw Ashley go down and watched the soldiers get ready to fire. His weapon was so low on bullets that there was no way he could take them all down before they shot Ashley. There was only one way to stop it. "Ashley!" he called. He threw his body against hers to move her out of the way. The problem was it left him standing where she had been.

Ashley slid across the floor to land at the feet of her parents. They teleported to the area at the same time the rest of the group rounded the corner. It was just in time to watch Will's body get riddled with bullets.

Several people let out the same cry. "Will!"