I don't remember how long I was in that cell for. It could've been days, months, years...the time between my arrest to when Tracy came to collect me has just been empty space I can't relate to even now.

I was lying on the bed, gazing up at the ceiling like I used to in my bedroom. At least I was safe...the Death Heads would never be able to get me here. My line of thought was broken when I heard the sound of a lock in a key. A young policewoman was there.

'You're going home now, Kiddo,' the woman said to me and then Tracy appeared. She was smiling nervously.

'Elektra...I'm sorry.' All of a sudden she came towards me and wrapped her arms around me tightly. I began to cry, and embraced her too.

'I'm sorry too.'

'Well, you're coming home now. They dropped the charges.'

'Great.' I picked up my small bag of belongings eagerly.

'Under one condition.' My shoulders sank again. Tracy took a deep breath as if she knew I wasn't going to like what she said. 'You have to go into rehab for 6 months.'

My eyes widened.

'What?!'

'It's for the best, Elektra. Give it a chance and it'll all be over. You want to clear up this drug problem, don't you?'

I sighed. I guess now was the time to put things right. I just didn't know what to do about Dres now. I was way too scared to tell the police...besides, they were so slow I was bound to be caught by one of the Death Heads before they had pieced together all the evidence. I decided might have to think this one through carefully.

I was checked out of the unit and we stepped outside into the car park. I breathed in the fresh air- it had felt like I'd been inside for weeks. Tracy opened the car door and gestured for me to get in.

'Let's go home and talk about it.' She said. 'Oh, and I 'm guessing you'll be wanting to see Liam! He was so worried about you. He just hasn't been himself since you got sent away.'

I sighed. I felt bad for Liam. I felt bad for Tracy. I felt bad for everyone for dragging them into my problems.

'Look...' I turned to Tracy who was driving us out of the car park. 'I really am sorry about what I said and everything. I didn't mean it...you're so nice...I just got mad.'

Tracy smiled. 'That's ok. We just care about you, Elektra. You may not realise it, but we love you. And this might surprise you even more, but Liam loves you too. Possibly the most out of all of us.'

I hoped she was right. Even so, I shook my head when she said it.

'What? Liam? Of course he doesn't love me!' I replied in my usual stubborn tone, even though I really really wanted it to be true.

Tracy's phone rang at that moment.

'Can you get that? It's in my bag...'

I reached in, fumbled for the phone and answered it.

'Hello?'

'Hi, Elektra. Hope you're ok. It's Mike. I've just rung to ask if...if Liam's with you. He hasn't been seen since morning and it's getting late.'

I froze. I suddenly realized what this meant.

'Is something the matter?' Tracy looked at me anxiously.

'Stop the car.'

There was something so overpowering in my voice that made her obey. As soon as the car had slowed down I had opened the door, jumped out and ran down the road as fast as I could, still grasping Tracy's phone in my hand.

I heard Tracy calling my name but I didn't turn back.

I reached the park, and started to follow the path I always walked down to get to the cafe.

I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. As I drew ever closer I knew I was getting nearer and nearer to the one place I dreaded most.

I turned a corner into a dark alleyway, and I saw it. The abandoned warehouse the Death Heads had taken me to loomed up in front of me. This had to be it.

I stopped for a moment, caught my breath. I had to put an end to this once and for all. I had to destroy the Death Heads.

I had to save Liam.