Caleb and Mona knew they'd screwed up. They'd thought they where in control, that they had Jenna right where they'd wanted her. But they where wrong. They should have known better. They'd let their guards down and somehow she'd gotten past them. She'd outwitted them. The moment Sydney had revealed herself, Caleb knew something very, very bad was going on. He knew it deep down and he had a feeling he couldn't shake, like Hanna needed him. Never taking his eyes off of Sydney's retreating form he'd dialled Hanna. Then again. And Again. But she never answered and his stomach dropped. He and Mona watched Sydney walk away, never taking their eyes off of her, they watched her walk all the way out of the Radley and then they'd turned towards Mona's laptop like wolves on a deer. Mona typing so fast her fingers where practically a blur. She couldn't hack Hanna's phone. She couldn't hack any of the girls phones. Caleb had made sure of that because he'd wanted to keep Hanna safe and he was kicking himself for it. But there was one phone Mona could hack. Jenna's. And she did. She hacked Noel's too, just for good measure. Just to make sure their suspicions where correct. Everything in Caleb wanted to freak out, wanted to scream and punch something, and rush straight to Hanna. But that wouldn't help her. He needed to be calm about this. He and Mona couldn't go rushing in by themselves to whatever was going on. As badly as he wanted to get to Hanna right then. Right that second. He knew they couldn't do this alone.

"1465 Elm Street. They're both there. Yes. Caleb and I both have copies of the video, I already emailed it to you. Good. Thank you" Mona hung up and turned to face Caleb. "I called Fury. I told him everything, he listened and he seemed to believe me, I don't know what, if anything Spencers told him about the girls past with Noel and Jenna...but he did more than any other cop just by that. I told him the girls where missing, that we couldn't get hold of Hanna. He understood how rare that was since...what happened to her. He knows about what she's been going through. He knows something weirds going on. I told him the address I got from pinging Jenna and Noel's phones and I emailed him the video. Which he just watched. Twice. He's going to meet us there with backup." Mona said with satisfaction. "He damn well believed us" she said, semi-disbelivingly. Caleb immediately jumped up.

"Thank God because I can't sit here any longer doing nothing, let's go Mona" Caleb said, grabbing her laptop and his jacket and speeding out of the Radley, his only thought to get to Hanna and make sure she was safe. To be there if she needed him.

"My car's on the right" Mona called as she followed behind him.

Hanna didn't want to move, didn't think she could as she faced Noel down that hallway. It was like she was frozen to the floor. She was barely managing to breathe. All she could see was darkness, all she could feel was cold, and phantom pain from her scars. All she could hear was screaming and crying. Luckily, Emily didn't have the same problem. She gently pushed Hanna, forcing her to move in to the creepy room that Hanna had hoped never to have to set foot in again. I really don't want to die in here. She tried not to look at anything too hard. Or touch anything. She quickly closed the door on reflex, it would buy them a few seconds to hide, and let them know when Noel made his entrance. Hopefully. She and Emily quickly ducked behind a shelving unit to wait for the perfect moment to hopefully run right on by Noel to freedom. It was just in time. The sound of a door opening, the hinges squeaking rung out in the silence and set Hanna's nerves on edge. But...it wasn't he door Hanna had closed. Two entrances?!

"You can run" Noel practically sang in to the silence. "But you can't hide" he said ominously and Hanna felt herself start to shake uncontrollably. Emily gripped her arm, trying to calm her. They watched in silence, hardly daring to breath as Noel walked over to a suit of armour. No..he didn't walk. He limped. Hanna allowed herself to relish the fact that she'd done that to him. She'd left a mark like he'd left on her. She'd caused him pain. She'd made him suffer. Just like he'd done to her. He wasn't unaffected. The satisfaction she felt died a quick death when Noel reached out and relieved the armour of it's axe. I liked him a lot better when he was all limpy and crazy and completely unarmed. Who leaves an axe lying around for any old psycho to find!? He hefted it in his hands as he started to walk in their direction. Gripping it tightly. Testing it. Hanna swallowed.

"Taught Jenna a lot. The one thing she taught Charlotte and me…." Emily and Hanna looked at each other, Hanna was itching to make a run for it, everything in her screamed to run, but Emily subtly shook her head. Wait. "….was how to smell fear" Noel finished. And he looked right at them. Hanna would swear it. He was looking right at them. He'd known they where there. How?! No...he's just guessing, or...or maybe we aren't as quiet as we thought. We're being hunted down by a psycho, breathings hard enough without trying to be quiet and I...I'm really struggling over here. She didn't have time to wonder and work herself up for long. Emily caught her eye and gave a slight nod. As one, the girls heaved with all their strength, and pushed the shelving unit over, watching briefly as it knocked in to another…and another….and then in to Noel. They saw him go down, and then they ran from the room. They didn't have much time, they needed a weapon.

"We need to take him by surprise. It's our only chance. Here" Emily handed Hanna a long piece of metal from the junk room that she'd pulled Hanna in to, Hanna was too busy trying to focus and not let Emily down to pay much attention to her makeshift weapon. "I need you to hit him with it, surprise him, then I can maybe get it a hit in"

"Maybe?" Hanna managed not to shriek. Her voice came out surprisingly faint. Is that really my voice?

"It's all we've got Hanna. It's our only chance, our only option." Hanna nodded slowly, she knew Emily was right. They hadn't come prepared to fight for their lives. Gripping the cold metal tightly in a white knuckled grip she and Emily set their plan in motion. They creeped towards the door and peered through the crack between the door and the frame. Tension hummed through Hanna's body. She was on a hairpin trigger. They heard his heavy footsteps. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

"You bitches never understood me." Why would we want to? "I always get what I want" they heard him say. A shiver ran up Hanna's spine and she swallowed as best she could with a mouth that had suddenly gone dry. They watched him turn away from them, and head in the opposite direction. Hanna steeled herself. This is it. I need to do this. I've only got one chance. If I fail, Emily's dead. I need to protect her. She's my friend and I need to protect her. I need to do this. This entire situation is my fault. I can't let her get hurt because of it. Because of me. Hanna took a breath and creeped out in to the hall, placing her feet carefully, praying the floor wouldn't give her ...closer…closer…she couldn't take the tension anymore, at any moment he could turn around and see her. And h she'd be standing there like a moron. No. She needed to act. Now. Quickly. Make him pay. She started to run. Noel must have heard her footsteps then, because he turned his head ever so slightly. Screaming in rage and fear Hanna hit him with one end of her weapon, getting a direct hit on him. The crack that rang out filling her with satisfaction. Before he could react, she quickly brought it back up again to knock the axe from his flailing hands. He went down, but he recovered quickly and Hanna froze in fear as he leaped to his feet and came at her. Taller than her. Bigger than her. Stronger than her. Before she could lose any shred of self control she had, Emily was suddenly there and before Noel could react she pulled her arm back and punched him. Hard. The blow to the face sent him in to the wall, and he fell backwards.

Emily and Hanna watched in horror as time seemed to slow down…Noel fell straight to the ground. He didn't even attempt to break his fall. Just fell like a puppet with no strings. Emily must have knocked him out with just that one hit...or maybe the wall had. They'd never know. But he was dead weight….the momentum from the punch sending him ricocheting off the wall sent him straight down…down..down….which normally would have been fine...but there was an object at a dangerous angle right where it shouldn't be. His neck struck the axe. Hard. The dead weight of his body pulling him down and down and down, until….Hanna gasped out loud and immediately covered her mouth as she felt bile rising up her throat. As she watched his head…..just like that bowling bowl. Oh my God. I'm gonna be sick. She thought. She couldn't take her eyes off of Noel's headless body. Blood slowly starting to ooze out. She dimly heard the thump of his head rolling down the stairs and hitting every damn step. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Hanna's breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. She jumped when the other girls appeared at the top of the stairs suddenly. They hurried towards she and Emily. Hanna had thought she would feel something as she stared down at Noel's body. He was dead. He'd gotten what he deserved…hadn't he? But she didn't feel anything. Anything at all. She just stared and stared at what had been Noel. All she could think was that he was going to get away with it. Without his confession….nobody would know what he'd done. He couldn't go to trial. Not when he was dead. Aria's harsh whisper brought her back to reality she really didn't want to be in.

"You guys we gotta get out of here. Jenna's got a gun" Aria had barely finished speaking when they heard heavy footsteps on the stairs and Hanna wanted to cry with frustration. The girl herself appeared as if summoned, gun pointing out in front of her. She turned towards them and Hanna could barely breathe. She just wanted to be at home. With Caleb. Not watching Noel get a taste of revolutionary France and have Jenna the blind wonder waving a firearm in her face. They waited in tense silence, limbs held taut as they struggled not to move. A moment. Two. Then Jenna turned and started to walk in the other direction, every so slowly. One step. Two. Three. Spencer spun around and started hurrying them ahead of her, ever the leader, the one taking care of everyone else, gently pushing them to get down the hallway and down the stairs to the door. Hanna didn't think, she just moved as fast as she could, as quietly as she could. Down the stairs. Towards the door. It was right there. Right in front of her. She was nearly out. Nearly safe. Or as safe as she could be without Caleb there. She dimly heard a shot ring out. Screaming that chilled her to the bone. But she couldn't tell who it was. Her blood was rushing in her ears, drowning everything out. Emily reached the door first and started to pull on it, hard. Her frustration clear the more she jerked on the handle.

"They locked us in" She said grimly.

"They where never gonna let us leave" Hanna could feel the panic rising up. Stupid. We where so stupid. We should know better. She would never see Caleb again. She'd never get to marry Caleb. Not when she was dead. Shot by Jenna, and it wasn't like it was going to be painless. The girl was blind for gods sake. It would be like a freaking fairground stall to her. Hanna gasped in a breath. Jenna would have heard them thundering down the stairs, she was blind not deaf. She couldn't have missed it. She'd be on her way. They couldn't get out. They had nowhere to hide. She was trapped. She was trapped again and Caleb wasn't here and this time she really would die. She felt a hot tears silently start to slide down her face as her breaths sawed unevenly in and out.

"Where's Spencer?" Alison asked. Hanna felt herself go cold all over. The shots. The scream. No...Spencer..not Spencer. They all looked at each other, united in that moment, preparing to run back to find their friend. If we're going to die we may as well all go together. Hanna thought morbidly. But then….flashing lights. She blinked. Sure she was seeing things. But there they where again. On the other side of the glass. Red. Blue. Red. Blue. Hanna felt her breath hitch in her chest. How?

"Hanna?! HANNA?!" a voice shouting her name. Caleb. Of course.

"CALEB!?" Hanna half screamed, half sobbed his name as she started slapping at the door, the other girls shouting with her, "We can't get the door open" Hanna sobbed, struggling to breathe. There was silence, then moments later there was a heavy thudding as something hit the door, again and again. Hard enough to shake the door in its frame. She could hear Caleb swearing through the door.

"Get out of the way, let me do it" Was that...Mona?

"You're going to break down a door? In those heels? Sure Mona"

"This isn't my first time breaking and entering. Besides, you'd be surprised what a girl can do in heels"

"Can you two stop bickering and get the damn door open" Emily shrieked, while Hanna wrapped the comforting sound of Caleb and Mona around herself like a protective blanket. The was more thudding on the door. Mona and Caleb trying to break the door down, followed by voices she couldn't make out.

"What is this, amateur hour?!" Alison shrieked.

"Han, you and the girls need to step back as far as you can and cover your faces okay?" Caleb said reassuringly from the other side of the door. They huddled backwards, too scared to go far. They didn't know where Jenna was. It had been quiet since the screaming stopped. Too quiet and they where making enough noise that she should have been there by now. Unless...maybe...maybe it was Jenna. Maybe Spencer got Jenna...but then why...Hanna was jolted by Aria nudging her and she followed suit as the girls brought their hands up to do as Caleb had instructed them. The heavy thuds against the door drowned out everything. Hanna focused on the sound. The seconds, turning in to minutes. And then...the front door shattered as a police battering ram burst through and the girls flinched. Hanna could feel Aria's face buried in her neck, and her hand pushing Hanna's head in to hers. Trying to protect her because she was too much of a basket case right then to protect herself. She hugged Aria tightly and went to pull away. Hanna barely had time to straighten up, before a body collided with hers, and two arms wrapped around her tightly. She inhaled. Caleb. He was there. She was safe now, no matter what happened. He hugged her to him tightly, crushing her but she didn't care. She clutched him back, crying in to his chest, unable to stop herself as the fear and terror flooded out of her.

"Shhhh Han, shhh it's okay" he said soothingly, squeezing her even tighter. She was dimly aware of the other girls gathering around them, arms wrapped around each other.

"Mona?" Aria asked questioningly, and it was only then that Hanna could focus on anyone other than Caleb. Of him being there. Of her feeling safe, at ease. She looked up to see her friend standing beside Caleb. Her friend who'd tried to break down a door in one of her favourite pairs of heels. For Hanna. She pulled Mona in to the hug, unwilling to let go of Caleb. Mona didn't even complain. Hugging Hanna back tightly, before stepping back to address all of them.

"We lost Jenna, and she made sure we knew it. Which was her mistake. I pinged her and Noel's cells, got this address….and then I called the cops. I told them everything. They know everything. They've seen the video. And after seeing this…." Mona trailed off. "Where's Spencer?" she asked.

"I'd like to know too" said a new voice. Hanna turned to see Spencer's….friend. Detective Fury. She swallowed hard.

"Jenna. She's here. She has a gun. She and Noel set this up, they where going to…to…"

"They where going to kill us" Alison enunciated clearly and Hanna nodded.

"Noel…he came after Emily and me…..and…he….had an axe….and…and…"

"It was self defence, I hit him and he…he fell on it and…" Emily tried to continue.

"Oh my God is that a head?" Mona shrieked catching sight of something on the ground. Fury whipped around, noted Noels missing head with barely a raised eyebrow, and after motioning at it to an officer, he then quickly turned back to the girls.

"So what happened to Spencer?" He said, his gaze focused on them.

"We ran down the stairs, Spencer was trying to get us out, but Jenna heard us and I don't know what happened next…it's all a blur, we made it to the door, but there was a shot and screaming and we didn't know where it came from or who it came from…we where about to back upstairs to find Spence but then you guys got here…." Fury nodded to himself, then turned and dashed up the stairs. Hanna dragging Caleb with her, and the rest of the girls tailing them.

"SPENCER?!"

"SPENCE?"

"WHERE ARE YOU?"

"SPENCER?"

They called her name as they searched for her, ducking in and out of rooms. Afraid of what they'd find.

"In here!" Ali suddenly shouted, and the girls rushed over to her. Detective Fury and Caleb close behind. Hanna grabbed hold of Caleb as she came to a stop, eyes wide with horror. Spencer was lying on the floor, blood all over her chest… and her head was in….it was in Mary's lap. And Mary was singing. It was so….familiar to her. Something was niggling at the back of her brain. It was eerie, and she could feel goosebumps raising on her arms….she'd seen this before..no…no she hadn't seen it she'd…she'd lived it…

Hanna's mind flashed back to the barn. Her curled up on the floor of the barn, her head in Spencer's lap while Spencer stroked her hair. Spencer singing to her. Singing this song. The one time she'd felt even remotely comforted in that hellhole. "It was you. You must have been wearing a mask….to look like her…but it was you" Hanna said to her. Mary looked up at her, the look in her eyes all the confirmation Hanna needed. Hanna opened her mouth, to say what she didn't know. She didn't think Mary had been the one who had tortured her. She'd saved her, driven her all the way to Spencer's. Taken care of her as best she could. She'd comforted her in the barn. Sure Hanna had thought it was Spencer, but once she'd been out she thought it was a delusion, but it had been Mary. It had actually happened. She'd comforted her. Reassured her. But why didn't she help her sooner? Why didn't she let her out once she'd known Hanna had nothing to do with Charlotte's death….but then…she had. She'd told her how to get out…hadn't she? She'd drawn Hanna's attention to her escape route. Hanna's head hurt. She was confused, and terrified and coming down from a heavy adrenalin rush, emotions crashing throughout her. She squeezed herself in to Caleb's side, his arms coming around her.

"Get the paramedics up here now" Fury barked in to his walkie talkie, kneeling down beside Spencer.

"Hold on Spencer. Just a little longer. Please don't leave me. I would never hurt you Spencer. I'm your mother" Mary said in to the silence.