The True Escapee Part 4

Disclaimer: You know the deal, there not mine, blah blah blah (god I wish Alec was thou)

Summary: Can't say much but SHOCK HORROR! This chapter insures that everyone that took a guess about Tia was WRONG! Very short chapter.sorry about that. Spoilers/Timeframe: Season 2 before Hello, Goodbye Rating: M15+ ????????? Don't know how American ratings work Authors Notes: I love leaving you guys on cliff-hangers and it makes writing that much more fun! Lots more to come to!!!!! (Gives evil grin). Big Hello and Thank you to the wonderful Donna Lynn, you are the greatest and I'm looking forward to your virtual season 3!!!!! As always REVIEWS ARE MOST WELCOME! Don't forget to keep hassling FOX, Breeders - it was going to be our season! -------------------------------------------------------------

Max did what she always did when she found herself with the barrel of a gun shoved in her face. Quickly she blurred around Tia kicking the gun out of the girls' hands and catching it mid-flight. She then preceded to unload the gun, throwing the clip one way and the gun the other leaving only the previously loaded bullet rolling at her feet. Tia glared at Max while trying to hide the look of shock that swept her face.

"I knew you would make this hard!" Tia yelled as she began to move towards Max

Max instinctively dropped and made a sweeping kick at Tia's legs casing her to fall hard onto the floor. Now it was Max's turn to be shocked. X-5's didn't go down without a fight, it was way to easy for her liking. Tia was now curled up in a foetal position on the floor and had begun to sob. Max and Logan looked at each other not really sure what to do.

"I'm sorry" they heard Tia sob. "I'm sorry I just wanted to know about that guy Lydecker, about this stupid bloody tattoo on the back of my neck"

Now this was becoming even more confusing. Max and Logan looked at each other unsure of what to do. It was Max that ended up braking the uncomfortable silence.

"Oh come on you know as well as I do all X-Series including X-5's have a barcode for identification"

Tia now sat up looking into Max's brown eyes and Max in return looked deep into Tia's. Max court a glimpse of what she thought to be the look someone gets when they are trying to process a new piece of information. Then Tia opened her mouth.

"What's an X-5?"