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The angels, feeling slightly euphoric from their latest save, huddled together, walking in a straight line towards their exit, engaged in light conversation in some desperate attempt to lighten the mood. The mood that they were feeling now, happy at the fact that they were all able to walk out alive, was, however, short lived. Desperate hands tried frantically to open the door, pull it away from it's frame and lifelessly to the floor, but unlike the super heroines they often imagined themselves to be, their powers were limited to the human kind, and unfortunately for the angels, it didn't involve the ability to escape the room they were now undoubtedly trapped helplessly in.
"What's going on… why are the doors locked?" Kelly asked, pulling at the doors in frustration.
"He isn't finished with us yet" Tiffany told them, turning to look around the room for a way to escape. She found none. Yes, the walls were cracked somewhat, but the angels couldn't create enough force to cause the wall to falter and fall. The bomb must have been a ploy to get them all in the same room together, and achieving that, the only thing Pierre had to do was make sure he had successfully sealed off the exit, trapping the angels effectively in the room which was sure to be the last place they would see.
The feeling of euphoria quickly faded, their eyes darted frantically round the room, not believing that they were trapped, needing to get out, out into the open, away from impending danger for just a few seconds, giving them the opportunity to breathe properly. With sheer frustration, anger, anticipation and overall worry, the angels were panting, drawing in shallow breaths and exhaling more oxygen than they were drawing in. The situation wouldn't allow them a few precious seconds to calm down, the realisation that what they had suffered had just been a warm up forced the angels to contemplate possible outcomes. The only plausible outcome they all came to was that they were going to die. Their chances of survival weren't as small as they thought, but Pierre was definitely holding all of the cards now. The only thing the angels could do was wait for Pierre to set his plan in motion.
Leilani held her side tightly as she sat down on one of the plush seats, motioning for the rest of the angels to copy her. There was no point standing around, waiting, if they were going to wait, they may as well be comfortable. Kris sat down, rubbing her stomach as she did so, needing to feel the baby beneath her fingertips to reassure her that her child was still alive. The situation wasn't easy for any angel, but Jill seemed to be taking it the hardest.
She looked over at Leilani, worry evident on her features as she saw her wince lightly and clutch her side tighter as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Kris had her hands on her stomach, her head back, her eyes closed, muttering words of comfort to her unborn baby, and Kelly, Sabrina and Tiffany were finding comfort in being close to one another. Jill got up, careful not to disturb the peace that had been created in the room, and sat down between Kris and Leilani. She kissed her sister's forehead, before turning to her niece.
"Your side is giving you a bit of trouble isn't it?" Jill asked, moving Leilani's hands away and pulling up the younger girl's shirt slightly to see the wound. The skin around it was slightly inflamed and bright red, blood still flowed from the wound, but not as heavily as she expected it to.
"I'll be fine Aunt Jill" She said, wincing as Jill wiped some dried blood from round the wound. She turned her head slightly, coming level with Jill's worried expression "Honestly auntie, it's not that bad… really" She told Jill, watching intently as she finished cleaning the wound.
"You're going to need stitches" She told her niece, looking straight into her bright blue eyes. The younger Munroe nodded slightly, before pulling her shirt down again. She crossed her right hand over her stomach to hold her side as her left hand took Jill's, holding onto it tightly. Her aunt smiled, before pulling the young girl out of her seat and onto her lap. Luckily for Jill, Leilani wasn't very heavy. She turned her head slightly, allowing Leilani to rest hers on Jill's shoulder, snuggling up to Jill, something which she hadn't done for a while.
"We're going to get out of here…. right?" Leilani asked, her scared voice breaking slightly. Jill placed her own head atop Leilani's, before replying.
"Of course we are baby" Jill said, mustering up the most reassuring voice that she could "And when we do, me and you are going to spend some time together like this"
"That'll be nice" Leilani said smiling.
"Can I join in on this too, of is this a private party?" Came Kris' voice from next to them. Jill smiled at her, holding out her hand for her to hold.
"Sorry Momma… only cool people allowed" Leilani said, snickering. Jill laughed at the feigned hurt look on Kris' face.
"I'm going pretend I didn't hear that" Kris said, leaning closer to her daughter.
"Of course you can join" Jill told her "I don't think I have enough space on my knee though" She told her younger sister, smiling. Kris smiled back at her.
"How are you doing baby?" Kris asked her daughter, stroking her hair, moving her bangs out of her face.
"I'm fine momma, just can't wait to get out of here" She said. She turned slightly on Jill's lap, and extended her left arm, placing her hand on her mom's stomach "And how are you and the baby?"
"We're doing just fine" Kris replied, looking down at her daughter's hand on her stomach. She placed both of her hands atop Leilani's and held them there, wanting her to feel the movement of her brother or sister beneath. She watched as her daughter stared at her stomach, watching out for the tell tale signs that the baby was moving.
"What are we going to do now?" Jill asked Kris, who looked up from watching Leilani to look at her sister. She shrugged.
"Honestly… I don't know. I wish that I knew, but I just don't" She said, looking quite defeated "From what we know already, he's very meticulous, he's probably already figured everything out"
"I don't get it though" Came Kelly's voice. The other three angels joined the Munroes in contemplation "He had Jill and Tiff tied up on the stage, and he knew that none of us would leave until we had disarmed the bomb and untied them, and he already planned to lock the door, so why did he have to shoot Leilani?" The angels all stopped a moment to think of the possible reasons for Leilani being shot.
"Maybe he didn't mean to hit me, maybe he just meant to scare us away from the door so we wouldn't hear him locking it" Leilani surmised, holding her side as a fresh wave of pain hit "I mean it makes sense… if he wanted to hit me properly he could have, it would have been a lot more painful than this is, so maybe he didn't mean to hit me"
"She's right… it does make sense" Tiffany said. The other angels nodded at her.
"You know what… I can't just sit around doing nothing, I'm going to try and find another way out" Sabrina said, walking way from the angels. She followed the walls round, onto the stage, behind the screen and back to the angels. The only way in or out was the door that was secured shut. There was no way into the projection room from where they were, which meant that to Sabrina's dismay, the only thing for them to do was to wait for Pierre to strike at them first, if that was what he planned on doing. If he wanted to, with the building being where it was, he could just leave them there, without food or water, and they would be dead in a few days. They all knew though that it wasn't Pierre's style, he wouldn't leave them to starve, he'd leave them to bleed out. Somehow, leaving someone for dead in that manner weighed less on his conscience than leaving them with no nourishment.
"Honestly Angels" Came a voice from behind them . They all turned their heads, spotting Pierre in the small window of the projection room "This was all too easy" He said smiling down on them.