A/N: I know it's been about three months since I've updated, but I've had a lot of car work to take care of. This chapter may be a bit longer than the others but I do have quite a bit to cover before the end. As always, please R&R!

Chapter Twenty-Eight – Shot

"Are you absolutely sure you saw Nathan Wallace, Nadia?" Angela asked as the GENterns slowly entered the lab. "Maybe all you had was an encounter with a ghost." The last bit was followed by a snicker, causing Nadia to glare at her colleague.

"Unless ghosts can physically cause harm like in The Flatliners, I'm pretty fucking sure it was Nathan Wallace! Now just shut up and help me look!" As before, it was unusually quiet, save for the central air system kicking on, causing the body sheets to flutter lightly.

"I never noticed how absolutely creepy this place was before," Diane whispered, as if someone was in there who could hear. As they ventured in further, Nadia saw another covered table that she hadn't noticed before.

"Either of you guys remember another body coming in after Luigi?" They shook their heads.

"Unless one of the Repo Men brought it in without telling us, but that's unlikely since we always get the paperwork." Angela said, her eyes darting around. "Something's not right here and I seriously think we should split."

"Not yet," Nadia took a step closer to the new arrival. "I wanna see who this is, or was." Before she could lift the sheet, however, there was a thud then her wrist was snatched up and a surgical scalpel was at her throat.

"I thought I told you to beat it, GENtern," the harsh voice from earlier growled. "Now, I'm going to have to teach you how curiosity can kill the cat."

"Holy shit! She wasn't lying!" The Repo Man looked past Nadia to see Diane and Angela staring at him in shock, and in his lapse, his captive managed to yank herself free, with only a small scrap on her neck.

"I fucking told you guys!" Nadia yelled. She wasn't scared anymore, just pissed off that her colleagues didn't believe her to begin with.

"Well, well," the assassin cooed, "looks like I have three curious kittens to kill, but don't worry, ladies," he moved forward, "I can make the whole thing quick and painless."

"Nathaniel Wallace!" The feminine voice stopped the towering man dead in his tracks as if a switch had been flipped. The four watched as the supposedly dead person sat up on the cold metal table, pulled the sheet down to reveal their face and arms, and shot a death glare at the night surgeon, who immediately backed off and stood beside the "cadaver."

"That's better," the woman spoke while eying the other three, who stood absolutely speechless. After a few moments of tense silence, she spoke again,

"Would one of you girls be so kind as to get me some clothes? It's quite cold in here." Nathan looked at his resurrected wife as if he'd been slapped while Angela, who had recovered from her shock the quickest, darted to the closet that held the extra uniforms for GENterns, and managed to scrounge up a pair of jeans, a long-sleeve shirt, some socks, and running shoes that looked like they'd fit this strange woman.

"Thank you, dear," she said as Angela handed her the clothing.

"No problem, ma'am," the still somewhat shaken girl replied.

"Please, call me Marni," Marni said while slipping the shirt on. She slid on the jeans, causing the sheet to drop away then put on the socks and shoes.

"That's better," Marni looked over at the three shaken girls then to her husband, who had removed his head coverings. "So Nathan, seeing as how I've been dead for almost twenty ears, do you care to tell me what's gone on or where our daughter is?"

"He's in for it now," Angela whispered to Nadia, who cracked a small smile and nudged Diane in the ribs.

"Ow! What was that for?" Diana grumbled, rubbing the new sore spot. The gesture had snapped her out of her shock, and she realized what was going on. "Oh," she said slowly and turned to her colleagues. "I think we should go." The other two nodded, but as they started to move away, Marni interjected,

"You girls don't have to leave as you could also tell me what I've missed," she turned back to her husband. "Well Nathan?" The legal assassin sighed as he sat down next to her on the table.

"Many times I had asked your spirit to forgive me for everything I'd done, but now, I'm not so sure you will after I tell you everything." The GENterns had pulled up chairs so that they could listen to the story of horror that was about to unfold…


"For the love of every god above, Pavi, are you really that fucking stupid?" Amber yelled while standing up. "I just, by the skin of my teeth, managed to negotiate a way for us to stay alive and you go off and pull a stunt like this!" Her well-manicured hands clenched into fists at her sides, despite the brace on one wrist. "Did you honestly think that was the only way to handle this?" She stepped closer to her remaining sibling, forcing James to move away reluctantly, although he knew better than to get in Amber's way. Pavi cracked his neck and flexed his shoulders.

"Brother's death needed to-a be avenged, sister," he glanced down at Bones, who was still out cold. "I took-a care of his killers."

"I didn't drink any of your concoction, you moron." Graverobber snapped, not looking up from his girlfriend.

"Perhaps not, but when-a she dies, you shall die without her." He cackled again, and this time, Graves carefully stood up, moved over to the rapist in one stride, and punched him as hard as he could in the jaw. Pavi crashed to the floor, and when he looked up at his sister holding his face, she just stared through him as if he wasn't even there.

"While all of us would like to have done that ourselves, it wasn't completely necessary," Matt spoke up, causing all attention to focus on him.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Graves asked, flexing his throbbing hand.

"I'm talking about there being an antidote to the cyanide poisoning, and if my hunch is correct, Mr. Largo used potassium cyanide." He paused for a moment as he searched through the medical archives in his mind. "She needs to receive a shot of sulfanegen TEA into the bicep or tricep muscles and she needs it soon." He looked at Amber, who was still burning holes into Pavi's head. "Miss Sweet?" she glanced at the rebel. "Can you call a surGEN to prepare the antidote?"

There was a long silence, so long that everyone thought that the former CEO didn't hear him then she answered,

"No," she forced herself to look back at her brother, who was trying to stand back up. "There's no time to find a surGEN and set up an operating room. We'll have to administer the antidote in the morgues." Snapping into action, she snatched Pavi's wrist-phone, and called up her personal GENtern to find the necessary drug and get her ass to the morgue. She didn't wait for a reply as she looked to Shilo for permission to go further with this on-the-fly plan. The young woman nodded in approval and Amber plowed forward.

"Matt, you come with me. Graverobber, you carry Bones. Ricky, you and the others stay here and keep an eye on Pavi. If her tries anything," she hesitated, " kill him." She deliberately avoided the hurtful look he gave her as she walked towards the door with the requested party following her. They all crowded into the elevator and she pressed a button for five floors down then glanced back at Bones in Graverobber's arms, and she looked like she was barely breathing.

'Why am I even doing this?' Amber thought to herself. 'I want this woman dead, but now I'm saving her.' When Graves looked up, she turned away, impatiently waiting for the doors to open. 'Maybe I actually do have a heart.' When the elevator hit the right floor, everyone rushed down the hall to a set of steel doors with a bio-hazard symbol stamped into them. Coming from the opposite end of the hall was a GENtern with closely cropped platinum blond hair and bright pink eyes, carrying a small parcel bag.

"Perfect timing as usual, Meta," Amber addressed her as she approached. Meta smiled as she pressed the entry button for the morgues and the doors slid open with a hiss. The first table was still occupied by Luigi's body, but the one next to it was empty, which Graverobber practically sprinted to and gently laid Bones down on it. Matt stepped up and took her pulse, which was still there but it was becoming fainter.

"She needs the antidote. Now."

"Meta, go." Amber instructed her GENtern, who didn't waste a second as she went over to the prone body, filled the syringe with a bluish liquid, and shot the entire dose into the tricep of the right arm.

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath as they waited to see if the drug would still be effective at this point. The dealer looked at the rebel to ask if it was too late but before he could, Meta spoke,

"Her skin is regaining its normal color," she placed two fingers at the female dealer's neck, "and her heartbeat is starting to pick back up. It's working." Graverobber smiled brightly as he watched his girlfriend's condition improve, and he took her hand to tell her that he was beside her. After some agonizing minutes, Bones slowly opened her green eyes.


I felt my heart pounding against my rib cage as I forced my heavy eyelids back, only to be stabbed by harsh fluorescent lights. Groaning in surprise and annoyance, it was then I felt a hand squeezing my own, but before I could turn my head, I had my breath taken away by the lips of Graverobber. As arousing as it was, I found myself struggling to breathe, and, with what little strength I had, gently pushed Vlad back and gasped.

"Sorry, babe," he blushed a bit. "I guess I got a little carried away. I smiled and cleared my throat several times before I was able to talk.

"Hell, I would've liked you to keep going but I couldn't breathe." He leaned down and planted a light kiss on my forehead then helped me sit up.

"How did I end up down here?" I asked after taking notice of my surroundings.

"My brother got the brilliant idea in his head to put cyanide in your coffee." I heard Amber's voice from behind Vlad. "He was hoping to kill whoever drank it, but it obviously didn't work."

"Cyanide?" I was clearly confused.

"It was meant to put you in a coma then eventually kill you," Matt put in. "Thankfully, there was an antidote for it, but you should really thank Amber for making sure that you got it." I looked between the two men at the former CEO, who was paying particular attention to her shoes. Moving carefully, and with Vlad's assistance, I maneuvered off the cold dissection table and walked to the woman I had absolutely despised for so long.

"Amber?" I said softly, and she slowly looked up at me with, what I thought, was a shimmer of tears in her sapphire eyes.

"I really don't know what to say," I began, "except that I'm honestly surprised that you would do this for us," indicating to Graves and myself, "especially since you and I have hated each other for the last four years." She nodded in agreement.

"At first, I wasn't so sure I should have even bothered saving you, but after trying to make sure that Pavi and I would be spared Luigi's fate, and then to have my brother so something like this," she paused to wipe away a few tears, "I know I had to do something to keep you alive, especially when I saw how much Graverobber cared about you." She looked over at him then back at me. "I must say that I do envy you. You have a gem of a guy, Bones, and I see why you went through all this trouble to get him back." I smiled when she said that then did something that shocked everyone in the immediate vicinity: I held out a hand to Amber. She was also stunned at first then took it up in a friendly handshake.

"I never thought I'd see the day," I heard Vlad say from behind me.

"This whole fiasco has had some astonishing firsts spring out of it," Matt said with a bit of laughter.

"We should get back to the office and make sure my brother hasn't pulled anymore dumb shit." The five of us moved to make our exit, but stopped when we heard something that sounded like a hard slap, followed by,

"You son of a bitch! How could you do that to here?" Apparently, it wasn't the five of us alone down here.

"Should we go check it out?" Meta asked while closing up her parcel.

"Fuck yeah! I wanna see who else is in here." I walked in the direction the angry voice had originated from, with the others trailing close behind me. When I rounded the corner, I stopped dead, causing everyone else to collide with my backside.

"What the fuck did you stop for, oh…" I heard Vlad's voice die in his throat as he saw what I saw.