She was tied down to the chair, but they were 'kind' enough to face it towards the window were Jenny could watch a small shower of snow begin to fall.

Emma watched her from the living room entrance, smirking to herself; thinking that this was a huge win for her, she couldn't wait to pick Jenny apart piece by piece.

Jenny cleared her throat "You think you have an advantage over me?" she asked quietly.

"I know I do."

Jenny smirked "Highly doubtful."

Emma scuffed "I'm not the one tied to a chair."

"Just a minor set-back." Jenny said, letting a deep sigh out, turning her head towards Emma "When you least expect it, I'll kick your ass and walk out of here." She said before turning back to the window.

Emma stomped towards Jenny and tugged on her hair "Hate to break it to you, but you've lost—you're going to die!"

"Then why don't you just kill me already?" Jenny asked.

"Because Joe needs you; but the second he doesn't, I will rip you apart!" Emma proclaimed.

Jenny laughed in Emma's face "God, you're dumber than I thought!" she said.

Emma slapped Jenny across the face, unable to comprehend words as Jenny jerked her head back towards Emma "You should know me better than that; this isn't over until one of us stops breathing…not when one of us is tied to a chair!" Jenny huffed.

Emma huffed in return, the hold on Jenny's locks got tighter as she thought of another one to hurt Emma when a soft voice cleared its throat.

The follower turned to see Joe standing by the door "Let go of her hair, please." He said in his British accent.

Emma reluctantly let go, almost huffing and puffing as she looked at Joe, who smiled at her.

"Run along," he said after a moment of silence, watching Emma press her lips tightly together and left the living room.

Joe turned to Jenny, who went back to looking out the window and ignored his glare before he nodded off and left the room.


Mike rummaged through Jenny's messenger bag for at least the tenth time that day; there were so many dead ends in the case and he wasn't ready to give up.

There were no stray followers making a muck of things, there were no known hide-out houses at that moment, and no word from Emma Hill since that night.

He stopped rummaging, looking up at the ceiling "Jenny, c'mon…give me something!" he thought to himself before taking a deep breathe in and began going though the bag again.

Mike pulled out her wallet and examined the faded leather before opening it up and looking through all the pockets when a knock came to his door, he looked up to see Ryan.

"Thought you said you didn't find anything in her bag." Ryan said, walking into the office.

Mike nodded "Yeah, I just…" he looked at Ryan, who was waiting for Mikes' best excuse.

"…I was just snooping." He admitted.

Ryan smiled "Find anything interesting?" he asked.

Mike looked back down at the wallet, pulling out two business cards; he smiled as he looked at Ryan "…Romanos' Pizza, and Shanghi Express." He said.

"Both good places to eat." Ryan remarked.

Mike shrugged "I guess." He said, putting the cards down and looking through all her credit and insurance cards before finding a picture and pulling it out.

An older couple, most likely her parents, with Jenny, and four older men standing around her; they were most likely her brothers, smiling for the picture.

"That's a good looking family right there." Ryan muttered.

Mike nodded "Yeah, she looks so small next to them!" he said with a chuckle.

"And it's obvious those four are related, but she…are you sure she isn't adopted?" Ryan asked with a chuckle.

Mike shrugged again "I wouldn't know." He said before tucking the picture back where he found it and put everything back in her wallet and closed it shut.

Ryan nodded "Well, Deidre and company are still trying to see if they can get a signal on the getaway car, and Deidre keeps checking to see if someone has turned Jennys' phone back on, so we can just wait." He said, patting Mike's shoulder.

He left, leaving Mike alone again in his office; not wanting to accept Ryans' words, but he knew there was nothing to do at that moment in time.


She wasn't sure what day it was, she knew it had to have been at least five days since her capture as more snow fell from the sky and onto the ground, now covering the driveway.

Loud footsteps could be heard approaching her when Joe Carroll stood next to her chair for a moment "Beautiful, isn't it?" he asked about the snow.

"I guess." Jenny muttered.

Joe nodded off before looking behind him as Emma closed the living room door as she entered the room, locking the door behind her.

Jenny and her chair were pulled away from the window and faced towards a wall as Emma and Joe stood before her.

"I have it on good authority that Ryan Hardy is out of the hospital." Joe said.

Jenny shrugged "He might be." She said.

Joe nodded as he smiled at Jenny "I need you to make a phone call." He said.

"To who?" Jenny asked.

"To Ryan Hardy."

"I don't know his number." Jenny said.

Joe smiled "Well, I do." He said.

Jenny nodded "Well, before I do make this call, could I get a glass of water? I'm quite parched, and I'm sure calling Ryan while sounding like a chain smoker would be a bit…well, unpleasant." She responded.

Joe thought about it for a moment "Ice or no Ice?" he asked.

"Doesn't matter." Jenny remarked.

Joe turned around, unlocking the door and leaving the room to fetch her a glass of water; leaving Emma and Jenny alone.

Emma crossed her arms as she glared at Jenny, who began a staring contest with Emma as she loosened the rope around her ankles and managed to get her right leg free.

It was all coming together now, she had been tugging at her restraints for enough days for them to become loose for this moment, her escape.

Jenny cleared her throat "I have something to tell you." She said.

"Do you?" she asked.

Jenny nodded "Come in close, so Joe doesn't hear." She whispered.

Emma glared at Jenny, who was giving her the same look back "I'm not eat your face off, or anything along those lines." She said.

"Fine." Emma said, rolling her eyes as she gently leaned in to Jenny, who maneuvered her hand out of the tape she was bound to.

Jenny grabbed Emma by her hair "Fuck you." She whispered, kicking Emma in the gut, causing her to go down to her knees.

She threw another kick right into Emma's face, knocking her unconscious entirely.

Jenny wasted no time, pulling her other hand out of her bind and stood up from the chair; she had an urge to stretch but she didn't have enough time as she rolled Emma over and pulled the cell phone out of her back pocket and walked over to the window and opened it ever so gently.


Joe walked back into the room with the glass of water for Jenny to see the small disaster that had occurred.

He dropped the glass of water, breaking it as he yelled a curse; he ran to the open window to see nothing, there was no Jenny in sight.