A/N: Sorry for the delay. I had a hard time actually deciding on what I really wanted here, but here is the outcome. Thanks again for all the positive reviews.

P.S. I figured out the ending :P Now to just get you guys there ^_^

Myka woke startled as a buzzing noise filled the air. She rose to her feet and immediately covered her eyes. There was a neon blue light covering the room and as soon as it dimmed, Myka went to check on her mother. There was another light in the room, but it wasn't the horrible fluorescent lights from the ceiling. Instead, it was the bedspread of the other bed that had caught on fire and a dim, yellow and orange light grew into a huge disaster. Myka didn't really know what to do, so she did the only thing she knew.

She ran out of the room and down the hall. It was a mess there as papers were everywhere and there was even a nurse on her hands and knees gathering the scattered mess, but she ignored everything else and ran to pull the fire alarm.

Out in the hall, the sprinklers went off making the nurses and Myka become soaked. That didn't stop her though. She ran to her mother's room after grabbing the fire extinguisher from the nurse's station. She put out the fire as quickly as she could then turned her attention to the two strangers in her mother's room.

"Who are you?" she asked, not scared, but pissed off.

"Myka," Pete said taking a step closer to her.

Myka didn't waste any time. She quickly lifted the extinguisher and hit Pete on the head with it. She knew the man would live, but have a major headache next time he opened his eyes as he fell to the floor. The dark haired woman knelt to his side and checked his vitals to be sure he was still alive then looked back up at Myka, holding her hands up in surrender.

"Please," she began. "We're old friends."

"I don't know you," was all Myka said in a reply.

"I know," the other woman spoke again. "But that's not your fault. Someone has tampered with your memory. All we want to do is fix it. Please trust us."

At that moment a shout erupted from outside of the room.

"MOMMY!" a girl yelled and sounded like she was struggling.

Myka rushed out of the room to find two other people fighting to hold on to Cassandra. She couldn't take it anymore. She lifted the extinguisher to use as a weapon again, but Helena held up her hand motioning for the other two to stop.

"Let her go," Helena said.

"H.G.," Claudia began. "It's Alice. We can't just 'let her go.' You know that. She'll hurt more people like she did to Jeannie."

Right before Claudia finished that sentence, Pete walked out of the room, rubbing where Myka hit him.

"Ouch," was all he said.

"I understand that," Helena spoke again.

"What do you mean 'like she hurt Jeannie'?" Myka asked, confused.

The sprinklers had stopped and nurses were running around trying to help other patients in the hospital. It was only a matter of time before the fire department arrived and evacuated the building and it was best if they weren't here.

"We need to talk somewhere more private," Helena said. "Please, let the girl go with Claudia and Steve. She will be safe. We can then go somewhere to talk."

"Cassandra stays with me," Myka said firmly, tightening her grip on the extinguisher. Helena nodded and Steve and Claudia released the little girl and she ran to her mother, who picked her up closely.

"All of you have those gun things?" Myka asked curiously.

"Yes," Helena answered. "But we won't use them on you, Myka."

Claudia noted how H.G. stated she wouldn't use it on Myka, but never on Alice. H.G. couldn't promise that because the girl was dangerous, even now when she was playing the role of a little girl. Alice's plan was all clear now. Claudia began to feel sorry for Alice, but she still hated her. Myka's life and mind were a mess right now and it was because of that girl. Jeannie was in the hospital and who knew when she would get better. She was sure it all depended on when Alice was brought down.

Myka nodded and Helena nodded towards Steve and Claudia again. They turned around and headed for the stairs this time as the elevators were out because of the fire alarm being activated. Three flights of stairs later they exited the building and piled into the cars they drove there, Myka in her own vehicle with Cassandra. Pete was following Myka back to the bookstore to be sure he wouldn't get lost and to be sure she wasn't running away anywhere with Alice. He was just happy that they had found them safely and before Myka was hurt.

Pete turned his attention to Helena, who looked stressed. She usually would have fought more for the child to stay with Claudia and Steve, but she gave in too easily. He knew she had to have some kind of plan up her Steve, but no one was really sure if it was a good one or not.


The car rides on both cases were silent. Myka had a little music playing to calm Cassandra, but it didn't really seem to help. She pulled into a parking space and got out. Cassandra was half asleep, so Myka picked her up and went inside to lay her down so she could rest. It had been a long night and surely the child was sleepy. Myka herself waited in the front for her company to come in, but it isn't who entered.


"Pete, Claudia, Steve, wait," Helena said calmly, directing their attention to her. "We have to get Myka to think we're on her side. If she believes Alice is really just a four year old girl…"

"You mean we have to treat her like one?" Claudia asked in disgust. The thought of being nice to a murderess was hard to handle.

Helena nodded and began talking more on the subject of them complaining and to keep their Tesslas out of sight in case Alice might try to get a hold of one. Pete rolled his eyes and turned away from her and headed into the building. He wanted so much to save Myka from this horrible incident, but he wasn't entirely sure why it appeared as if H.G. was stalling them from something.

He pushed open the door and the tiny bell at the top rung. He remembered how last time he was here that bell annoyed the hell out of him and he really wanted to tear it down, but it wasn't his place. He looked around the front room, but Myka wasn't there, so he decided to look in the back. When she wasn't there either, he headed up the stairs to check the rooms. Myka's old one was empty as was her sisters. Alice and Myka were nowhere to be found. He then thought to look in Jeannie's bedroom, but when he pushed open the door, all that was present was the pool of Jeannie's blood that was there earlier. They were gone. They both were without a trace of where. When he walked downstairs he saw Claudia and Steve with worried looks on their faces, but Helena was smiling. She knew something the she wasn't sharing, but Pete had enough.

He walked right up to her, grabbed the collar of her shirt and pushed her hard onto the counter behind her.

"Where is she?" Pete demanded.

Helena didn't answer as Pete's hands moved to be around her throat, choking the life out of her. Claudia was the one to save her from that.

"Pete!" she said, walking up to him and putting a hand on his shoulder. "We'll find her, especially if H.G. knows anything about it. We will. I promise. Besides, men aren't allowed to hit girls. Didn't your mother teach you that?"

She tightened her grip on his shoulder and Pete relaxed his hands and released Helena, stepping back. It didn't get her out of the spotlight though.

"I thought he would kill me," Helena said to Claudia. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet," Claudia said as she whipped out her Tessla and shot H.G. square in the chest. She then turned to Pete. "I hope you're right on this. If not, I just shot one of our own agents."

"My feelings are usually always right."

"Don't be clouded with love," Steve finally spoke and watched as Pete's face got bright red. He tried to deny it, but Steve stopped him. "We can all see it in your eyes. It's been that way for awhile. You can't deny it."

Claudia nodded in approval and asked the two men to help tie H.G. up to interrogate her on the whereabouts of Myka and Alice.