Jimmy stood frozen like a deer in the headlights as the man's words sunk in. He was wearing a light blue hospital scrub, dark blue sneakers, and a surgical mask which covered his face as his long blond hair was loosely tied back. His hands rested in his pockets as he slowly began to step forward. His eyes showed a secret grin that was hidden beneath the mask. This was the same man from before... Who tried to kill him at Agasa's house.

Jimmy began to step back as his fingers still traced against the cold brick wall of the hallway, never breaking his glaze at the man's eyes. His heart raced as a thousand thoughts flooded to him at once. He needed to get to Harley. There's only so much he can do this small body to defend himself. But there may be a way to work around this.

"I think you should really think about what you're dealing with here," the man spoke softly.

"I'm going to make this simple for you. Your life or hers?"

Jimmy flinched. "What.. are you talking about?"

"If you don't come with me quietly. Right now. My operative will kill that woman you've been visiting. What's her name...Rachel, correct?"

Clinching his fists, it felt like his heart was about to pounce out of his throat.

"It would be such a shame how she's been improving up until now... "

"Don't you dare touch her!" Jimmy spat out in a stern voice.

The man grinned once more. "Let's go then. Try anything and I can promise you she won't see the sunrise."

Jimmy could see it in his eyes that he wasn't bluffing. This was it then. This was the end.

"Fine..." he finally mustered to say.

The man walked behind Jimmy and with a light shove on the shoulder told him to walk forward. As they walked deeper into the hallway they rounded the corner. Everything around him felt like it was in slow motion. Each squeaky step, scrape of the wheels of carts that whizzed by against the stale white floor tile felt like forever while passing by a few patients and nurses. Completely oblivious what was going on.

"Go to the stairwell exit."

Jimmy slowly made his way to the stairwell door. Turning the cold metal knob, he entered inside reluctantly. The man quickly shoved him into the stairwell as another man pulled him further inside. He had broad shoulders and was dressed in a black suit, hat and dark sunglasses. He smirked.

"It's about time you fixed your mess," he muttered to the other man.

As he roughly held Jimmy by the back of his shirt, they made their way down the steps towards the parking lot which was a few floors down. He heard the cock sound of a gun behind him. He assumed it was in the man's left suit pocket. Listening to the echos of their steps he knew his chances of finding a way out was quickly diminishing by the second. There were only a couple more floors left.

"Go ahead and let them know Gin," the larger man spoke.

Gin pulled out a slim cell phone from his pocket and pressed a button quickly before holding it up to his ear.

"Bring the car in and go ahead and take care of the girl like we discussed. Make sure it looks legit."

"What!" Jimmy flipped around and cried out. "That wasn't the deal!"

Suddenly the door burst open from the floor above them. Harley jumped swiftly over the railing and straight on top of the men as Jimmy slipped from his capture's grasp, knocking them to the ground.

"Vodka grab the runt!" Gin shouted as he stood up and taking a hard swing at Harley. He dodged his blow by just a hair throwing his body back bracing against the wall behind him. As Vodka began to bring out the gun from his pocket Harley kicked it abruptly from his hands. It fell down the steps and slid to the corner of the wall. Gin swung into Harley's side and pushed him back into the railing.

"Is that all you got?" Gin mocked.

Jimmy made a beeline to the gun at the bottom of the stairs and quickly dumped the chamber of bullets on the ground. As Vodka charged at him he used his super strength shoes to kick the empty gun into his gut with great force. He grunted and grabbed his stomach in pain as he fell into the stairs and rolled to the bottom.

"You little twat!" he said through his clinched teeth.

Harley was grabbed by the top of his shirt as Gin pushed him further over the railing. Using his knee, Harley kicked his stomach and was able to push him down halfway of the steps.

"We need to get to Rachel quick! She's not safe!" Jimmy exclaimed as he began to run up the steps trying to step over the fallen men.

Gin grabbed his ankle and pulled him down, knocking his face into the steps pressing his glasses uncomfortably against the bridge of his nose. Squirming trying to free himself, Harley kicked Gin square in the face, causing him to fall backwards to the bottom of the steps. Suddenly the door of the floor above them opened and a handful of security officers from the hospital began to make their way down. Vodka stood up grunting and quickly grabbed a smoke shell from one of his inner pockets and threw it on the ground. The stairwell quickly began to fill with dense white smoke which made it difficult to see.

A hand covered Jimmy's mouth and picked his small body up by his chest. Kicking his feet he felt himself being lifted over the railing...and let go.

[author note: Well I actually had fun writing that. Yes, I'm still terrible at updating. I wanted to take starwarsdude's advice and not wait 5 years again for another update...heh...har...So I'm going to try and do something "crazy" and set out a time each week I can try and keep adding to the story. Its difficult with classes starting at 8am ending at 10:30pm some nights and my awful job but I SHALL TRY. If anyone still reads the story, reviews/comments are welcome.