A/N: So i just finished this chapter minutes ago and I'm still feeling the strong emotes from Angela. As a character I think she's strong but in the past couple chapters we've seen her break down little by little. Next chapter will be...well I don't wanna put any spoilers out for the next one. Just know it maybe the second to last for Control. Anyways, on to the chapter! [please review!!]

Chapter 14: Couldn't Stay Away From A Fight

The trio walked off the train with a few other patrons. David looked around as Griffin and Angela both walked to the edge of the platform as the train was pulling out. "Go," David said as he followed them. Griffin leaped down the small way onto the track. He held out a hand for Angela, who did the same. David hopped down after her. Angela noticed a small hole in the wall a couple of feet from where they were.

Griffin pointed to it and said, "That's it. Secret entrance or exit or whatever they use it for." David walked over to it and kicked what looked to be a fake wall.

"That's was pretty obvious. The wall and the whatnot," she said while walking over the broken rubble after David. She heard Griffin behind her mumble something about Paladins having low intelligence levels and held back a laugh. Once they were all in a room that looked alot like the office room at the previous base they were in. 'When they had Griffin...' Angela turned and looked at Griffin. She took his hand in hers and didn't realize a tear was in the corner of her eye.

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

She knew Griffin was never one to ask about feelings so she shook her head. Even David had turned to see if she was okay. "Nothing," she told the two. "It's nothing. Can we just go?" she let go of Griffin's hand and marched ahead to the grey door.

She swung the door open as David said, "Wait." The door hit someone as it opened.

Angela looked back at him and shrugged. "It was only a-" She didn't get to finish her sentence. A Paladin from around the corner shot a net at her. It made contact with her and shot her to the back corner. Angela screamed and writhed against the cords. Griffin tossed a knife to David and jumped next to the Paladin who shot Angela. She saw David jump next to her and begin to cut her loose as she noticed Griffin fighting with the Paladin man who put her in this position.

"It's okay," David said, trying to calm her. "I'll get you out."

His words didn't help as she watched Griffin take a hit from the Paladin, which made her feel even weaker. She stopped shouting and bit her lip, trying to calm herself. Angela tasted blood. 'Guess I bit too hard.' She watched David cut the final wire holding her up and she collapsed on the floor. "Go. Help Griffin," she said as she tried to catch her breath. David grabbed her arm and tried to help her up, but she slapped him away and pointed to Griffin. He made an unsure face and jumped next to the Paladin Griffin was fighting. In seconds of him helping, the Paladin was knocked out and possibly dead. Angela assumed because of all the blood around his face, he was dead.

Griffin rushed over to her as soon as the man hit the floor. "Ang, are you alright? C'mon we gotta hurry," he said, hoisting Angela up by the arms.

Another Paladin came into the room and attacked David. "Hurry it up, Griffin," he called as he dodged a punch from the Paladin man.

Griffin got Angela up. "We have to go. This is over."

Angela looked him in the eyes and stared intently. "No. It's not. I'm fine. We can still do this," she said as she shook free from his grasp and held her chin up. With a deep inhale, she jumped behind the Paladin and sent a low sweeping kick to his legs. The Paladin fell with a thunk. Angela looked at David, who was speechless. "Let's go." She walked around the corner and jogged down the hallway. She glanced over her shoulder and saw no other than Griffin and David following close behind her. 'I knew he couldn't stay away from a fight.' Angela smirked and turned a corner into a lobby. A worker behind a desk hopped over at the sight of her. "David! Knife," she shouted. David was at her side in a blink, holding the knife out to her. She took it form him and flipped it in her hand. Angela ran at the normal looking person, who was unveiling a paladin weapon that looked like an ice pick, brandishing the knife at chest level. She lunged at the person as she jumped, landing on him and stabbing him in the chest. Angela blew a hair out of her face as the man stopped moving, even breathing, under her.

Behind her, Angela heard Griffin say, "Bloody hell." From the tone of his voice, he sounded quite shocked.

Angela got up and turned around. With a determined look on her face, she asked "What?"

David was a step or two behind Griffin with his hands in the pocket of his jacket and Griffin had a smirk, although Angela was unsure if it was a good smirk or bad smirk. "That was repulsively sexy," Griffin said through his smirk. Angela closed the knife and put it in her back pocket. David had rolled his eyes and walked off towards a door.

Angela walked over to Griffin and gave him a hug. "We're not out of the clear yet," she whispered.

A door clicked open and David said, "Guys?"

Angela and Griffin turned to David. He was poking his head in the door. "What's it?" Griffin asked, his muscles tensing under Angela's embrace.

"Stairway," David told them with a smile. "Let's go lovebirds."

Angela let go of Griffin and the two hurried to join him. They began up the stairs at a fast pace. "Which floor David?" Angela asked.

"Let's go with lucky number thirteen, yeah?" Griffin answered before David could speak. Angela raised her eyebrows as they walked up a few more endless flights of stairs.

Once they got to the eighth floor, Angela stopped and leaned against the wall. "Hold up."

David and Griffin stopped, looking at her with slight concern. "Ang, you okay?" David asked.

"We're almost there Angela. Five more floors," Griffin told her.

"Let's just jump the rest of the way," she said, pushing off fro the wall.

"Do yeh want every ruddy Paladin in the building to come after us here?"

Angela's look turned smug. "Fine. Let's go," she groaned. 'Stupid stairs.' They all started up the stairs for, hopefully, the last time. When they reached the thirteenth floor, Angela sighed deeply. "Finally," she said. As they walked into the hallway, identical to the one on the first floor, they saw a burly Paladin man walked down the hallway. Angela grinned and took off.

"Wait," David said in a hushed voice. Angela sprang at the man, catching him off guard. He spun around with her on his back and tried to fling her off. Angela's grip was strong because she managed to hang on for about ten seconds, until he grabbed the collar of Griffin's leather jacket she had on, and threw her onto the floor.

The man leaned down, hovering over her face, and said, "Hello sis," with an devious smirk on his face.

Angela lifted her leg, hitting him in the face with her boot. The man claiming to be her brother toppled backwards. Angela got up and saw Griffin and David both struggling with Paladins of their own. He got back up, wiping his lip. "That's a good one little sis." He had a touch of an Australian accent she noticed. "But you'll just have to do better than that," he grinned and pulled out a shock stick.

Angela snarled. "How many times do I have to tell you people? I have no family." She jumped at him as she punched, making contact with his right cheek. He went to shock her but she jumped behind him, then back father a few steps. He growled and shot a net at her. Angela jumped out of the way to the left. "Where's Paulette?"

"Mommy isn't here, sis. Just me." He threw the stick toward her with a great force.

'You got one shot at this, Ang.' Angela jumped forward a couple steps to try and catch the stick in mid-air. While she tried to catch it, he ran forward at her. 'Shit, shit, shit!' She had two choices: catch the stick and get pummeled by him, or move a step and have no good defense. 'Go for it.' She caught the stick and he tackled her. She cursed loudly as she fell back, with him throwing punches at her. Someone pulled him off of her when he was mid-way through his third punch. Angela saw Griffin shoving him against a wall, holding him by his shirt. "Griff, I had it."

Griffin growled and shoved him hard. "You're Bobby aren't you?"

The man, Bobby, narrowed his eyes at Griffin and turned the corner of his lip up. "I ain't sayin' nothing."

Griffin shoved him again. "I know you are. You're the one I tracked that I lost. You're the one who busted into my old place. You sonova-"

"Griffin!" David called in a pleading tone.

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(Griffin POV)

Griffin looked over his shoulder and saw Angela, on the verge of tears, with David, who had a cut across his left forearm. "That's enough Griffin. We need to leave. More are coming." David put a hand on his cut and winced as he spoke.

Griffin grumbled. "Fine. But this one's coming with us. I've got a plan for him." He grabbed Bobby by the wrist and twisted him around, holding his arm behind his back. Griffin glanced over at the two. "Old lair. Meet you there," he said before jumping to the old lair in Italy. He threw Bobby down onto the hard, yet smooth rock once they were there.

Angela and David appeared by the old couch. Griffin turned to them and Angela blew up. "Why the hell did you bring him here? What are you're plans for him Griff?" she yelled, getting in his face and pointing to Bobby on the floor.

Griffin went to grab her by the hands and she pulled away. "Hey. Angela, don't be mad at me." He managed to grab her hands. "What do yeh want me to do with him?" he asked quietly, before he kissed her hands.

"Get rid of him," she said in a low whisper. Her voice cracked as she spoke, leading Griffin to think differently.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Let me talk to him first. Alone," she said with sorrowful eyes.

Griffin nodded. "David and I'll sit in the next room. If you need us." He gave her a warming smile and let her hands go. He walked over to David and said, "C'mon. She need a few minutes." The two walked into the old bedroom without a sound and sat on the bed. 'I hope she'll be okay.'