Disclainer in Part 1


Darien and the others came running to the sidewalk as the
limo pulled off. They had all been lagging behind talking for a
moment to give Bobby and Marie a few minutes alone in the limo.

"What the HELL is going on?" Darien shouted.

"I got the plate number," Alex replied.

Luckily Bobby's van was parked at Marie's place. He'd been
slowly moving things from his place to hers since she actually owned
a house.

Alex got in the van and started typing on the computer.

Darien paced back and forth. He'd wanted to go after the
limo, but they had sped away so quickly that he didn't have a chance
at all of catching them. He was surprised Alex had been able to get
the number at all.

Alex emerged a few minutes later.

"So, do you know who nabbed them?" Darien asked.

"Well, it was registered to The Taurus Corporation," she
sighed heavily.

"Aw Crap! That's one of Chrysalis' new fronts," Darien yelled
combing his fingers through his hair.

"Fawkes, don't worry. We'll get them back," Alex tried to
reassure him.

"I say we go there now," Darien said in a low serious
tone. "Stark's gone way too far again."

"No one is doing anything at this moment," The Official
barked."If you go in there all gung-ho you're just gonna end up
getting killed. We need to wait and see what they want first."

"What?!? Are you insane? He just kidnaped Bobby AND Marie and
you just expect us to sit on our hands waiting for a phone call?"
Darien practically screamed.

"I have to agree with Fawkes," Alex chimed in.

"Sir, you can't really be planning to negotiate with that
man," Claire spoke up. A chill had gone through her the moment Alex
mentioned Chrysalis.

"And I also--" Eberts started.

"Shut up Eberts!" The Official snapped. "Alright Fawkes and
Monroe, what exactly are you two planning to do?"


****


Bobby slowly blinked his eyes as the gas wore off. He
realized that he was strapped down to a chair similar to the one in
the Keep.

He glanced around the room and noted that he was alone. "Aw
crap!" he swore.

Stark same into the room followed by the large goon that was
always around whenever Stark needed him.

"Good evening, Agent Hobbes," Stark greeted him.

"Where's Marie?" he hissed.

"She's safe, for now," Stark answered.

"If you lay one hand on her I swear I will kill you," Bobby
threatened.

"I don't think you're in any position to be making threats,"
Stark warned him. "But don't worry I just want some information. As
soon as I have what I need I'll let both of you go."

"You really think I'm stupid enough to believe you," Bobby
countered.

Stark just sighed. "I give you my word. Unlike Mr. Fawkes, I
keep my promises. I just want all of the information you know about
your Agency and Miss Monroe," he was curious what she'd figured out
about the child she thought was hers.

"I'm not telling you anything," Bobby insisted.

Stark nodded at the large man and the man hit Bobby in the
stomach hard causing him to gasp for air and wince in pain.

"Bobby Hobbes... is torture resistant," he coughed.

"Hmmm... I guess you need a bit more incentive," he picked up
the phone from the wall and dialed a 3 digit extension. "Yes, bring
the package into the small lab."

Bobby's eyes flew open in shock as Marie was wheeled in on a
small gurney that she was also restrained on. "You son of a bitch!
Let her go!"

"Bobby? What's going on?" Marie cried out.

"It's gonna be ok, baby," he tried to comfort her.

"Now, Mr. Hobbes, are you going to tell me what I need to
know?"

Bobby was torn. He was trained to resist torture and NEVER
give away any vital information, but he loved Marie and would hate
himself if she got hurt because of him.

Stark was amused by the tortured look on Hobbes' face. "I'm
not gonna ask you again, Mr. Hobbes."

Marie was beyond terrified. What could be so important in the
Department of Health and Human Services that they would kidnap Bobby
for? She'd been very surprised when he'd finally admitted that he no
longer worked for the Department of Fish and Game. He never spoke to
her much about his job.

She knew there was something odd about Darien, but she didn't
ask. He'd saved Bobby's life with that weird thing he did so she
hadn't bothered to ask about it.

Stark crossed the room shaking his head. "I'm very
disappointed, Agent Hobbes," he picked up a syringe off the counter.
It was filled with a yellowish-green liquid. He walked over to Marie
standing over her.

Bobby struggled against the straps. "Leave her alone, you
sick bastard!"

Stark just smiled and injected the fluid into her arm causing
her to scream. "So, about the information I requested," he restated.

Marie's face became very pale and she went limp a minute
later.

"What did you do to her?" Bobby raged.

"Don't worry, she's not dead. It was just a tiny amount of
poison mixed with a narcotic. If you co-operate I'll give her the
antidote and you can both go on your way," he offered. "It's your
choice now."


TBC....

Feedback is welcome...

A/N: This is also set as if 'THe Choice' has not occurred yet.