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Zack watched as Lydecker and his men left Jam Pony. Zack had been in Seattle for all of three hours and already he could tell that something big was up. He followed the men for a few miles, jumping from rooftop to rooftop with cat-like ease but then decid ed it would be better to contact Max. He only hoped that he could talk some sense into her this time. He reached the run down building that Max was living in and quickly scaled the side of it.

He slunk into the window and began scanning the room. The next thing he knew a cup was whizzing through the air near his head. He snatched it out of the air and turned to face his attacker.

"Ever heard of a friggin door Zack?!" Original Cindy yelled as she looked him in the eye. "Ya scared the crap outta me!"

Zack just shrugged and looked her in the eye. "Where is she?"

"Where d'ya think?" Cindy replied tossing Zack the phone. "Ya know the number or do ya need a mere mortal to dial for ya?"

Zack let out a low growl and began to quickly dial without saying another word. His eyes scanned the room and landed on the television as he waited for the phone to be picked up. That was when he saw the Eyes Only bulletin. "Shit." He muttered as it came to an end. Just then Max answered Logan's phone.

"You've reached the number you've dialed." She said in an overly cheery voice.

"What the hell have you done now Maxie?!" Zack demanded. "No, don't answer that. Stay put. I'm on my way. And Cale's gonna have some explaining to do when I get there." With that Zack slammed down the phone.

Cindy watched him calmly the entire time. "Never new an X6 could cause such a reaction." She muttered.

"A what?" Zack asked advancing on her.

Cindy just shrugged. "Relax Zack. I'm guessin' Max an' Bree ain't gonna be coming home tonight. Just give me a sec and I'll pack some stuff for them."

Zack looked at her carefully. After a minute he made a decision. "Pack for yourself too. Pack light, but like your not coming back. And be quick."

Cindy nodded. "Sir, yes sir." She replied sarcastically and with a mock salute, but she did as he asked.

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"Zane, it's late. You can finish working on the bike later." Rebecca Morris called to her boyfriend of one and a half months.

"She's not just a bike." Zane replied as he rubbed the back of his neck sending a grease stain over his barcode. "Sorry Becky-Bee, but you know she's my one true love."

"Yeah, and then comes your dog and then comes me." Rebecca replied with mock irritation. She lent over and kissed him on the cheek. "Dinner's ready, c'mon."

Zane sighed. "Becks..."

"Please Zane." Rebecca pouted. She flung her red hair over her shoulder and looked at him with her big green eyes.

"Just give me another five. "Zane replied with a sigh. "I'm almost done."

"'Kay." Rebecca replied grinning.

Zane smiled. He'd just finished reattaching his dog's sidecar to the old Harley Davidson when the small television set started showing an Eyes Only bulletin. Ever since the one that had warned him he'd been compromised he'd paid closer attention to Eyes Only. As he watched the bulletin a knot began to tighten in his stomach. Deciding that he couldn't risk calling the number from the house he did the only reasonable thing he could thing of.

"Hey Becky-Boo." He called out as he quickly grabbed his backpack and his helmet. "I think I'm gonna give her a spin before dinner. Don't wait for us."

"Zane..."

"Rebecca," Zane said sighing. "You know I love you." He kissed her in the cheek. He clicked his tongue once and the dog was at his heals. He closed his eyes a s he made his way out of their apartment building. He knew he was likely to never see her again. After all, that was a Seattle number.

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Krit laughed as he won yet another hand of poker. His roommates were not impressed. Krit pushed himself to his feet and went to the fridge to grab more beers. The beers were in his hand as he passed the television. But the next thing his mates new the beers were hitting the floor and he was out the door. They never saw it coming and they never knew why.

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In all of five minutes, Logan's apartment seemed to have been taken over by an army... of three people. While Logan used the net as much as possible to verify any more information, and keep broadcasting, Max handled the phone and Bree stood around doing almost nothing.

She felt useless, hopeless, and guilty. They shouldn't have sent that message. It meant that she was putting the rest of Max's family in danger. What was the point of trading one for up to twelve X-5's?

It wasn't like she didn't sa y it either, but every time Bree managed to say something, even to mutter something, there was silence, and then suddenly Max would go on a spiel about how a family was supposed to work together, how they were supposed to help each other.

She'd attempted, several times, to explain that, in reality, Max wasn't her sister, she was an X5 and Bree was an X6. But even that excuse sounded too false, so she stopped trying.

When ever she met Logan's gaze, there was a look there of confusion, anxiety and hate. And she knew that the hate part was about her. Because she'd gotten Max in to this. It was clear that the two of them loved each other... They should just stop jumping around the subject.

So, with nothing to do, and no one to fight with, she sat down cradling a glass of milk as the phone rang.

Max grabbed it without a word, answering it the same as two other times, "You've reached the number you have dialed."

She even managed to do it somewhat charismatically, which surprised Bree. This time though, the smile wiped off her face in seconds and Bree tuned in to what the other person was saying on the other line.

"...have you done this time Maxie?" the male voice demanded.

"Zack" Max replied, matter-of-factly. The rest of the time she just listened. When she finally hung up, Bree felt more guilty than ever, and wouldn't meet Max's gaze. The phone didn't ring anymore for awhile.

"How many so far?" Logan asked. Even in the other room, Bree could hear him replaying the Eyes Only message.

"Zane, Krit and Zack." Max replied. "In fact, Zack is on his way over, the rest of them I told to meet here too. Hope you don't mind."

There was silence for a second, and Bree thought that maybe Logan didn't want all the X5's knowing that he was Eyes Only, but it was something else he said. "Zack's coming?"

"Of course," Max replied, almost bitterly and sarcastically, "Big brother wouldn't want to miss out on reaming me out." she sighed.

Logan didn't say anything. But Bree did.

"Is there any way that people could be seeing this and tracing to where all these calls are just suddenly coming from? I mean, isn't that just setting a trap, getting everyone here and then having Lydecker's men or someone swoop in, and hey, they have us all?"

"Impossible," Logan replied, "I got my buddy Sebastian on that one. He's a whiz, he's mixing the signals, and placing as many false phone calls to an old warehouse just outside of Sector Two."

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