I'm sorry it's a bit short, but I have a good excuse. Yesterday evening, I was going to write this chapter…I had my computer on and everything and was preparing to write it…then my evening went like this.

Just before 8: walk up to milkbar with AJ and Zoe to buy ice-cream and it starts to rain. We run back home drenched and get changed. We go upstairs and watch the roads flood

8.15: Go out the front and see the water on my nature strip and over the path at knee depth. Have fun in the flood water rushing down our street like a river even though we're not supposed to.

8.25: Find out houses down the street are flooding so we set up barricades so cars can't go through the street.

8.30-9.30: Give people directions, turn cars around, almost get hit by cars and swear at the cars who go through. Also get beeped at because it looked like I was wearing no pants.

The SES never turned up, neither did the police. Even thought they were called by almost everybody down my street (it's a very long street). My family and AJ have been labelled the Rowville SES. We gave up on trying to keep even remotely dry after the first downpour, so you can imagine how drenched we were…it was like swimming fully clothed. My feet are cut all over, and I have mossie bites where I didn't think it was possible, but at least no houses were flooded. Anyway…now that I have explained my excuse for it being short…you can read on now :P

Monday 22/9/1940

Seeley's landing in occupied France sounded simple, but it was far from it. He landed in the cover of darkness, being dropped from an airplane and parachuting his way onto a dock. There, he was greeted by a man and a woman who were part of the espionage unit in London. They shook hands and were soon on their way to a farm house. Seeley was carrying a backpack with a portable radio, some small explosives, a small calibre gun, his fake military papers under the name of 'Claus Hans' and cyanide pills. Tucked into his pocket, was the photo that Temperance had given him before he left on the train. That was the only personal artefact that he had with him.

"Come on" the woman, Elizabeth said, beckoning for him to hurry up "we're out past curfew and if somebody sees us, it would blow everything." Elizabeth was dressed in a dress and had her hair up in a bun. You would never have guessed that she had a gun

"Sorry" he apologised, jogging to catch up with her.

"We have a transmission window in two hours." Elizabeth informed him in a low whisper "we have to get back before then, set up the radio, and send a transmission as soon as we can. Hopefully they can reply before the two hours has passed."

"Have they not replied before?" Seeley asked.

"We've had an important message cut off because of the transmission window. It is critical that we get to the farm without any delays."

"Yes ma'am" and with that, all three of them began to steadily jog.

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The eerie wail of the air raid siren rang throughout the school building.

"Everybody get your gas masks. Leave your books on your tables. Line up at the door." Mr Hoy barked "this is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill."

Temperance grabbed her gas mask and pulled it over her face. Immediately her breathing was restricted. She stood up and walked to the door, in line with the rest of her class. In an orderly fashion they walked out of the classroom and down the hallway. They were joined with hundreds of other students. Temperance searched the sea of children for Jared but saw no sign of him. They walked out the large double doors and into the school yard. Going around the side of the school, they filed into the trenches that had been dug out months earlier.

All the students crouched down and put their hands over their heads. They heard the distant humming of a German fighter jet, before the whining of an English spit fire. The humming got louder and louder as the fighter jet approached. Everybody's heads turned skyward as it soared up ahead. It was so low down, it made their ears ring. Everyone saw the bomb that the plane dropped.

"Keep your heads down!" Mr Hoy yelled. Temperance took in a deep breath and prepared for the blast. The bomb dropped just over 100 metres from their trenches. A wave of heat and wind went rushing over them. Debris dropped into the dirt trenches, covering the students with litter and dirt.

Temperance, along with all the other students and teachers, crouched down on the ground and covered their heads with their hands.

"Seeley, Seeley, Seeley" she mumbled to herself, over and over again. She felt a hand gripping her own and turned to see Angela next to her.

"He'll be fine" Angela mouthed, knowing that she wouldn't be heard over the roaring of the planes.

There was no time for anybody to react when a plane came above them and dropped its load right next to their trench and onto the school building. Temporarily blinded by the light and deaf from the explosion, the only indication they had of their impending danger, was the feel of the trench collapsing around and on top of them, burying them all alive.

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Tuesday 23/9/1940

Max switched on the radio to get some more news on the bombing of his daughter's school.

'The bodies of thirteen children and two teachers have been recovered. The names are available for viewing on the casualty list outside the hospital. With twenty two students still missing, emergency crews and volunteers are working around the clock to find them alive. Among the missing are, Christine Ashman, Jared Booth, Robert Box, Temperance Brennan, Anthony Clark…'

"We should be helping Max" Christine said, on the verge of tears yet again.

"I know" he agreed, tugging his boots onto his feet. "I'll be damned if some German kills my daughter and Jared."

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"We're able to tune into the British local radio stations as well" the man, Kyle, told Seeley. "For example, this is the one from where I'm from." Kyle turned the dial and listened intently while Elizabeth moved the aerial from side to side, trying to minimize the crackling. When he heard a faint voice he said "hold it there."

'The bodies of thirteen children and two teachers have been recovered. The names are available for viewing on the casualty list outside the hospital. With twenty two students still missing, emergency crews and volunteers are working around the clock to find them alive. Among the missing are, Christine Ashman, Jared Booth, Robert Box, Temperance Brennan, Anthony Clark…'

Seeley fell down onto his knees and buried his head in his hands.

"Jared!" He screamed throwing his head back "Tempe!"

With his jaw clenched and his chest puffed out, Kyle asked "how the hell do you know my little sister?"

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Bum bum bum buuuummmm…so Ashley kinda off handily suggested that in a way, so I took the idea and ran with it :P I swear I will reply to everybody's reviews…once I've finished my maths homework :D

P.S. I'm joining the Army Cadets :P Last night my dad told me that if one of us was going to join, he knew it would be me, because I have the mental capacity to do it, maybe not physical capacity but definitely the mentality.

Oh yeah, this chapter is dedicated to my neighbour's (James) sister and brother in law who are being shipped to Afghanistan on Tuesday.

Oh wait one more thing...thankyou all for your opinions etc on the last chapter :) Some people may be shocked as to what happens...probably not Emma though cause I already passed the idea by her :P

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Asshat :D