Jacen awoke to the sound of a motorcycle speeding off and he felt the back of his head instinctively. He could feel the warm fluid on his fingers and he brought them to his lips. It wasn't bad enough to cause worry but it still left Jacen bitter. It was stupid of him to be caught off guard like that. Jacen could see Terrence's body still on the windshield as he climbed into the cab of the truck.

He instantly saw Wren's body on the blacktop just outside the passenger door. Jacen rushed out to her and cradle her head in his arms, "Wren, wake up. Come on Wren."

Wren's eyes fluttered briefly and she groaned. Her eyes looked up at Jacen weakly, "I'm sorry. Someone.... came behind.... didn't see it...."

"Shh.... It's okay baby sister," Jacen smiled down at her stroking his fingers through her hair, "it doesn't matter. As long as you're okay."

Wren started to get up and Jacen helped her to her feet and left her leaning against the passenger door as he moved to the front of the car. Terrence was watching Jacen move around in front of him and smiled, "Never thought I'd be roadkill."

Jacen smiled and reached out for Terrence's hand and pulled him off. Terrence brushed the safety glass off of his clothes and gingerly felt at his side, "Think I might have cracked a rib. Nothing serious."

Smiling, Jacen replied, "We'll get you looked at later. Can you remember what happened here?"

Terrence leaned against the side of the truck next to Wren and laughed, "What's with this old man routine? Of course I remember what happened. Never even saw it coming though. He must have been watching over Max. It was Zack for sure, was kneeling over his bike and when I came up to him he got me by the throat. Totally had me off guard, sorry bro."

Jacen smiled but both Terrence and Wren could see the rage in his eyes at the mention of Zack's name, "Don't worry about it. Looks like they slashed the tires and I'd be willing to bet the engine isn't drivable. The others should be here soon." With this statement Jacen walked off into the darkness of a nearby building leaving Wren and Terrence looking at each other.

"Something about Zack offends him," Wren stated looking over at Terrence.

"That's plainly obvious. I wonder what it is though. I've never seen him so close to losing his cool. Always been that solid rock you know?"

Wren nodded, "Doesn't matter. I don't see the handcuffs anywhere so that means that Max probably took them with her. That's all we need. If anyone can track them down it'll be Seth and Mira."

Terrence smiled and leaned closer to Wren, "Looks like we might get some payback after all."

Wren's eyes lit up with the idea of revenge, "Never have I wanted so much to fulfill an order. What we've been through because of them-"

Terrence cut her short, "You know Jacen doesn't like talking about the escape."

"Why?" Wren asked, "what is it that he is so angry about? Just because they left?"

"No," Terrence said as he looked up at the night sky, watching his breath escape his mouth, "there is something more. There always has been but are you going to ask him?"

Wren smiled and threw an arm around her brother, "Good point. Come on, let's get the stuff together. Thomas should be here soon. They'll have noticed that our signal has stopped."

Terrence and Wren opened up the back of the truck and dropped the three duffel bags on the side of the road as Jacen looked on from the shadows. Wren went about pouring gasoline over the interior of the car as Terrence set a timer on a small cache of C4. "Never leave evidence behind," Terrence could hear Lydecker echoing in the night.