DG woke up in a dark room and she tasted blood. Her feet and hands were bound and her cheek was pushed into the dirt. A door somewhere in the room opened and someone was dragged inside and thrown against DG. She bit her tongue to keep from crying out.

"We found this one climbing out her window, abandoning her."

Cain.

"Did he put up much of a fight?"

"Not after he saw Johnson carrying her, unconscious."

"Good, we know that she is his weakness."

"Is she conscious?"

"Not by the looks of it. I hit her awfully hard."

"Good. We'll send a full report to Zero." The door closed behind the Longcoats and the room was dark again. DG knew she had to heal herself before she could help Cain so she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth and let the light flow through her. She felt everything heal and she concentrated on disintegrating her bindings. Once she was free, she turned over and sat up, putting her hand on Cain's arm (he was laying on his side).

"Wyatt. Wyatt, are you awake?" She tried to see him in the dark. He groaned almost inaudibly but it was enough. She concentrated all the energy she had on healing him, whatever was wrong. In the end, it was all the love she had for him that saved him; it was the last of her energy. When she could sense that he was alright, she collapsed next to him and breathed heavily. He turned over and pulled her into his arms. They both just rested for a moment, both aware of how lucky they were at that moment to be alive.

"They took Glitch and Raw too. I don't know what happened to Fox, Ray, or Potts."

"I can't believe we were caught…" DG sighed into Cain's shirt.

"We weren't in disguise. We should've disguised ourselves before we left."

"Well, now we've just gotta focus on finding Jeb." DG wrapped her arms around Cain's neck, afraid to let go.

"I don't even know where to start…" Cain sighed.

"Dad?" A small, weak voice came from somewhere in the darkroom.

"Jeb? That you, son?" Cain tried to search the room but he couldn't see. "DG, can you make the room any brighter?"

DG produced a ball of light and the two of them faintly saw Jeb slumped in the corner.

"Jeb!" DG crawled over and quickly focused on healing him. Once he was healed, the three of them stood and Cain embraced his son.

"How long have they had you here?"

"Months. I'm not sure how many, but I've been here a while. Zero himself used to come once a day to beat me senseless, but he doesn't come anymore. Mostly, they just take turns." He was seething angry and it was rubbing off on Cain. Cain didn't have time to say anything else because the door was thrown open and three nasty guns were trained on the three of them. Jeb and Cain stepped in front of DG but all three officers cocked their guns.

"Look boys, it's a family reunion." One of them chuckled.

"How… sweet." Another one leered. Two guns were heard to be cocked right behind then Longcoats. None of the three prisoners could see their savior. The three guards tried to turn and shoot their assailant but each was shot, like dominos. When the guards had fallen, Zero stood above their bodies, guns smoking.

"Zero?" Cain asked, in disbelief.

"I figured you could use some help." He holstered his guns again.

"What do you mean 'help', you bastard?" Jeb screamed at him but DG grabbed his arm.

"Trust me when I say this, Jeb. You're way behind."