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Hi guys!

I absolutely loved the huge amount of reviews i got for the last chapter; i think you guys prefer the cliffhangers :) Please continue to review because i love reading them :D

Secondly, the timing of the next couple of chapters will be confusing so i'll just give you a heads up. John's POV in this chapter takes place immediately after Marina and co. are captured. Adam's POV is a couple of days after John's. It will soon even out so don't worry :)

So please read and review. Hope you enjoy this!

John

"This is crap, who wants pizza?" Nine says as he stands up and heads towards the kitchen. Whilst i agree the TV show we're watching is terrible, we only had lunch two hours ago. How can he want pizza?

"Guess the diet's not going well" Six calls out to him. He laughs and returns to us, a plate of cold pizza in his hand.

"Are you serious?! Have you seen my abs of steel?" he says, grinning. He puts the plate down and lifts his shirt up. He has got impressive muscles, but still he doesn't need to show us all the time. Six whistles and Nine looks pleased, especially when he sees my face.

"Hey, looks like Johnny is jealous. Don't worry, you can always take steroids and then you'll get there" he says. I roll my eyes and flip him off. He laughs and throws himself down on a sofa. He puts his feet onto the coffee table.

"Well, i think that too many muscles just make up for a lack of brain cells. It's simply a distraction" Sarah counters. I grin and laugh at the expression on Nine's face. I kiss her on the cheek, as she's sitting next to me, and she smiles up at me. My heart flutters.

"Look at that! Nine's speechless!" i say gleefully. He glares in mock anger and is about to retort, when BK runs into the room, barking and snarling. He has a wound in one of his legs and blood is trailing behind him.

"BK!" Six cries out and we all run over to him. I place my hand on my leg, allowing my healing legacy to take over.

"What happened?" Nine asks. All sign of a joke is gone and he looks serious. I notice Marina, Ella and Eight are nowhere to be seen.

We were attacked by the Lake by agents and mogs. We would have won but there were simply too many. I left soon after to get you guys but the others have been taken. BK explains. He's snarling and Six looks up confused.

"Well?!" she asks, desperate to find out what happened. I lean back, now that BK has been healed.

"Marina, Ella and Eight have been captured by mogs" i explain. Sarah pales and sways and I wrap my arm around her shoulders. Six stands up, determined.

"We have to save them!" she announces. But before she can do anything, Nine shoots up and grabs her arm.

"No! It's what they want! We have to leave, at once. We will save the others, but i bet we're in danger too. They'll be sending another team here!" he says. I see the sense of his words and admire how he can remain this level-headed despite our friends' capture. I nod and stand up.

"Nine's right, for once" he narrows his eyes at my dig. "We're the target now, Marina and the others will have to take care of themselves!" i say. It's cruel but necessary. We can't all be captured; otherwise the mogs will win and only Five will be left. And she/he couldn't last long without us all dead. Six nods and we go to pack up.

In ten minutes, the whole place is completely packed up. The cameras have been switched off and the code on it is so complex that only Nine can activate them. The US Government can't outwit Sandor, even when he's dead. We've grabbed as many weapons as possible and are in the elevator, about to go down. Nine looks around sadly one last time and then the doors shut. I wonder if we'll ever see this place again.

We get to the garage as quickly as we can and head straight for the Land Rover. It'll last the longest out of all of them. Besides, we wouldn't make a subtle escape in a red Ferrari. Nine jumps behind the wheel and Six sits next to him. Sarah and i slid in the back. We back out of the garage and hit the road. I hide a shotgun under my bag.

The roads are as busy as usual and we fit in almost immediately. Nine relaxes when we get further away from the John Hancock building. I lean back and reach out for Sarah's hand. She smiles at me, but she still looks shaky and pale. I assume it's because she's a good friend to Marina and is worried about her.

"Where will we go now?" i ask. Six looks back at me and doesn't even seem to care that i'm holding Sarah's hand. That's how serious the situation is; we don't get distracted by the other.

"Probably go to a motel and figure our next move" Nine says. I nod and the car falls silent. We drive further and further away from the one place we all agreed was home.

Xxx

We arrived at the motel an hour ago and ordered just one room. None of us want to be separated again. Sarah is asleep on one of the two beds and the rest of us are peering over a map. We're only a short distance away from Chicago, but until we know where Eight and the others have been taken, we're pretty much stuck and go can't go too far away.

"This is ridiculous!" Nine groans and he flops down onto the bed. BK growls as he's woken up by the movement; he's been on edge since we lost the others. I nod and run my hands through my hair. Even Six has lost hope.

"I can't communicate to Ella and distance was never a problem so..." she trails off, completely confused. We all look around, lost as to what to do.

Suddenly, there's a rushing noise, almost like water, and a girl appears in our room. She's surrounded by grey fog. But she's not real, just a flickering form. She's small and skinny, with black hair and tanned skin. She's dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. She looks around, confused and a bit annoyed.

We all stare at her, stunned, for a minute and then begin talking.

"Number Five? Where are you? We need to meet up" Nine says jumping up. The girl's head snaps to him but she doesn't seem to understand him. I stand up too.

"Our friends have been captured. We need your help. We're outside Chicago!" i yell, hoping she can hear that. She shakes her head frustrated and then flickers more violently, as though she's being pulled away by something else. I look at Nine and Six alarmed, when she lunges forward as though trying to escape something.

"Go to Pennsylvania!" she says desperately, a thick accent in her voice. She's then pulled backwards and she disappears.

I stand there stunned, unsure about what i just saw. Sarah is waking up on the bed and looks up at me with bleary eyes. Nine's mouth is open.

"She's hot" he says. Six hits him on the arm and glares at him.

"Seriously, that's what you're thinking!" I ask, exasperated. Sometimes he can be so mature and in control and then other times, he can be a right idiot. He shrugs at our looks.

"She said Pennsylvania" Sarah says, interrupting us. We immediately turn serious again and look at one another.

"I guess that's where we go then" i say, folding up the map. Nine grins at my look of resignation.

"Gotta love a road trip, Johnny!" he says. I roll my eyes and collapse onto the bed. Nine sits next to me and throws his arm around me. Immediately, i'm suspicious. Six eyes Nine for a second and then shrugs.

"Nice to know you're open to experimentation" she says. I laugh as she goes to shower. Sarah has fallen back asleep on the bed. Nine rolls his eyes but turns to me and i see a serious light in his eyes.

"Sweet. But what's going on with you recently? And don't say nothing, because i know something's up" he says. I'm surprised when i see his actual concern for me. I sigh, not really wanting to tell anyone but at the same time, i just want to spill everything. In hushed tones, i tell him about Six and i. He seems surprised and leans back against the wall.

"What should i do?" i ask him, genuinely interested to see what he thinks i should do. He sighs and looks at me, pitying.

"Dude, i don't know. You've gotta make a choice but hell, i'd have a hard choice choosing between the two as well. Good luck with that one" he says, a slightly dreamy expression on his face. I stare at him.

"I bared my soul and that's what you say?!" i ask, exasperated. Then i start laughing. He looks at me and then he joins in. We just sit there laughing, despite everything.

And it feels great.

Xxx

Adam

We're still driving to Pennsylvania and we'll be travelling for a couple more days. I've begun to learn how to drive and i'm doing a good job. Well, i think i am. Sam says i'm too reckless but Five says that it's awesome driving recklessly. I worry about her at times.

Five explained her dream where she saw the Garde. Sam said the 'girl who glares more than me' was Six. That was Five's description of her, not mine. There was also a blonde guy, who is Four/John and a ripped guy who is Nine. Nice to know we have people with muscle on our side. We'll need it against the mogs.

Sam doesn't know the other two, who were taken, but it doesn't matter; they're still the Garde. Apparently, Five managed to tell Four and co to go to Pennsylvania, so we'll get back-up before we attack. Which is great news.

"Any idea where the base could be?" Five asks Malcolm. She's drinking, yeah you guessed it, coffee. She has an addiction to that stuff. She sticks her tongue out at me and i realise she read my mind. Again. She really doesn't understand privacy. Malcolm looks up from his laptop and shakes his head.

"Not yet, but there are a lot of places it can't be. I'm going to narrow it down by that" he explains. I nod and concentrate on the road. There's a small silence, until Sam interrupts it.

"So, favourite colour and why?" Sam asks. I look at him in the mirror, surprised. Why does it matter? He sees my look and shrugs.

"If one of us dies, i want to know more about you guys" he explains. Morbid. Five smiles and nods, though.

"Good a reason as any. Hmmm... my favourite colour has to be blue" she says. I look at her.

"I would have thought red, you know, for blood and violence" i tease. She shoves me and laughs.

"Nope blue. It's a peaceful colour and reminds me of Lorien. Probably because of our blue pendants" she explains and she pulls out her Loric pendant. I nod, thoughtful and then consider my own.

"My favourite is yellow. It's a happy colour" Sam says. Yeah, i can see that. He's almost always happy, despite the situation. Even after his dad 'died' he could make jokes, though they were terrible.

"Ummm, i like brown. Your mother's eyes are brown" Malcolm admits, blushing. Five rolls her eyes at the expression on Malcolm's face. Sam grins, probably happy that his parents still love each other after all this time. I suppose it is quite sweet.

"Adam?" Five asks me. I look out of the window and consider.

"I never had a favourite colour. It's not really a mog thing; it seems too girly and fluffy" i explained. Five nods but then tilts her head to the side.

"I would say though that your favourite colour would be purple. Because it's a thoughtful colour, like you. Also, only Royals could wear purple in Roman times as the dye was difficult to create and they were seen as unique. And you are definitely unique" she says. I feel a lump in my throat and i smile at her.

"Awww, why don't you guys just hug it out?" Sam asks. Five laughs and throws her arm around me in a half hug. Since i'm driving, i can't return it. She grins and then leans back. The other two in the back are laughing at my look of shock and awkwardness.

"Ok... favourite food and drink" Malcolm asks, still chuckling. I jump in before Five can answer.

"Coffee! For Five, not me. I hate the stuff. And her favourite food is steak and chips" i announce. She smiles and pinches my cheek.

"You know me so well! Ok Adam likes coke as his favourite drink and his favourite food is pizza" she says. I nod.

"What about us? Do you know ours?" Sam asks, hopefully. Five nods.

"Yep. And no, i'm not reading your minds before you ask. Sam loves cheese on toast and coffee, weird mix but wouldn't expect anything else. Bonus points for the coffee" i roll my eyes at her commentary. "Malcolm likes tea and his favourite meal is pasta. Which is also a good choice. Can't beat Italian" she finishes.

We pull over to a service station and grab a lunch of burgers and chips. Not healthy, but so good. We sit on a wooden bench in the sun. It's not warm but the sun cheers us up. We forget about the mission we will soon have to do. And in this moment, we just relax and enjoy ourselves. It won't last long.

Xxx

I'm dreaming, but instead of it being my own mind creating this dream, someone else is controlling it. Five gets a lot of these from Setrakus and Lorien so i'm not too concerned.

I'm in a mog base; i recognise the smell. It's not a big one, just built for temporary use. I guess this is the one in Pennsylvania, used as a back-up in case something happens to the one in West Virginia. And according to Sam, he and John trashed the place. The mogs are probably renovating it now.

The room i'm standing in is huge and i move forward, confident that i'm invisible. I feel safe and i remember Five telling me that this means Lorien is protecting me and i can't be seen by my enemies. I feel touched that i'm seen as a Loric now.

I reach the end of the room and freeze at what i see. A girl is lying on the table, with a needle stuck in her head. Blood trickles down her face, like tears. Computers line the walls nearby and a giant projector is above them all. A brain is being shown on the screen and i see small needles, sprouting from the main one, probing it. I feel sick when i realise that this is what's happening to the girl. I look at her closer and see she's around my age, 17. She is pale despite her tan and looks half dead.

I walk over to her and touch her hand. Nothing happens and i feel a surge of pity in me, for her pain and the terrible situation she's in.

"I'm not dead just yet" i look up and see a flicker version of the girl in front of me. Instead of this pale, beaten form on the table, she looks strong and healthy. She holds out her hand to me and i shake it. I'm surprised to see i'm almost transparent too, like a ghost, but we can still shake hands. I suppose there are weirder things going on.

"These are our dream forms" she explains and i nod in understanding. She looks down at her body and then over to two other peoples strapped in chairs. Her face turns sorrowful. I notice the others for the first time. One is a small girl of 12 and she's asleep, with tears tracks on her face. The other is a guy about my age and he's staring at the girl's body on the table with clenched fists. He tries now and then to escape, but he's not strong enough. There are signs of recent torture on him as well.

"I can't stay long" the girl says. I look at her again and see her flickering. "My name is Marina, those two are Eight and Ella. We're in Pennsylvania, in a mog base close to Pittsburgh. They're trying to get information from my brain and i'm holding them back, but not for long. You need to get here soon" she says, desperation in her voice. I nod.

"I'm Adam; i'm a mog but a friend. Five and i are on our way with friends. We'll be there within three days" i say. Three days is hopeful but seeing the look of relief on her face makes me feel glad for lying. She doesn't seem to care that i'm a mog. She must be desperate.

"I'll hold off until then" she says. She fades. "Thank you"

Suddenly, her body jumps as she wakes up and her eyes look around wildly. The monitors beep as her brain begins to process the information of what just happened. She must be blocking it out, if the expressions of annoyance on the agents' faces are anything to go by, but the expression of pain on her face is horrible. I turn my back; not bearing to see more.

I'm whisked away again, this time to a small meeting room. Inside are two people i hate and fear the most: my father and Setrakus Ra. They are talking in hushed voices.

"Seven is resisting the machine, but eventually she will give in. After that, we'll put Eight in it" my father says, confidently. Setrakus nods and leans back in his chair.

"The spy tells me that Four, Nine and Six will be here within a week. Five and the others also" he says with a satisfied smirk. "I think i shall arrange a meeting for us all and let them meet Five properly" he says. Protectiveness for my friend washes over me, but i can't do anything.

"A spy?" my father asks sharply, leaning forward. "I didn't know you had a spy" he says. Setrakus shakes his head.

"With the disappointment with Adamus, i couldn't tell you much for a while. But your performance at Paradise proved the loyal supporter you really are. We have a spy with the Garde. The traitor is weak and easily manipulated. Perfect for us" he says, with a smirk. The two men laugh and clink glasses together.

I'm in turmoil. A spy! We have enough to worry about but now this. Fury boils in me and i grab a glass that was on a nearby table. I throw it at my father and it shatters on his head. Dazed, he moans slightly and looks up at me from where he fell on the floor. Setrakus jumps up, shocked. I have become visible with my show of defiance.

"Adamus?" my father asks asks. Before i can reply or they can attack, i'm pulled away from the room and i wake up in my bed. Alone and safe.

For now.

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