Lily wrapped her arms around herself and paced back and forth. In her room, she had a bed, two windows that were locked and a door. She lost count on how long she was there. One of Robertson's men told her that Carlos would be there within the hour to see her.
Lily had no idea what she was going to do. She believed Jason all those years ago when Robertson was brought down and put in prison. A day she couldn't forget. He told her Robertson would never hurt her.
Jason and Frank told her the day they would bring Robertson down. She couldn't wait for that day. Each day she was with him, she grew more and more scared. As they were dragging Robertson away in cuffs, he was screaming to her that he didn't blame her, he knew they poisoned her against him. Frank was walking her out of the house when one of Robertson's men tried to kill her.
She screamed as Frank stepped in front of the bullet that was meant to kill her. On the way to the hospital, Lily was a bundle of nerves in Jason's arms. After much debate in the ambulance ride, Jason made an overseas phone call to Washington and to Frank's wife.
After waiting for word on Frank's condition, they found out the bullet went straight threw his shoulder. Lily jumped when she heard Jason swear. With all the blood the came from the wound, Jason could've sworn it was a life threatening injury. Now he had to go into Frank's room and tell him he called his wife.
Before he could go in there, a disheveled looking woman barged into the hospital. Lily found out later that it was Frank's wife. After the call from Jason, she booked the next available flight to Paris. They watched as his wife stormed into the hospital room. Raised voices were heard coming from the room followed by some crying.
Jason cringed when he heard Frank bellow for him to come into the room. A few minutes after Jason went in the room, Frank's wife stormed right back out. She watched as his wife's emotions changed when she walked up to her. She sat down next to her and made sure she was okay.
Lily jumped when she heard someone unlock the door. She backed up against the wall as the door slowly opened up. Lily tried to gather all her strength for this meeting with Robertson. She let out a small sigh when she realized it wasn't the man who thought he was her father.
Instead it was Jason.
"You lying bastard!" Lily hissed as she ran up and smacked him in the face.
"Guess I deserved that," Jason laughed, grabbing Lily's wrist, "but you and I have some things to talk about."
"We have nothing to talk about!" she spat, trying to move away from him.
"Oh we do." Jason smirked. "Now, let's talk and no hitting with bottles."
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"Sure you're up to this?" Alex asked Cody. Cody was already half a flight of stairs ahead of her.
"No one touches my wife," Cody growled, "I'll make James Bond regret ever starting this game."
Alex and Cody had their backs against the wall, ready to bust the door open. "I go first." Alex ordered. "Count of three." Cody nodded and took a deep breath. "Three."
Cody kicked the door in and Alex rushed into the room. Alex gasped at the sight.
"What's wrong Alex?" Cody yelled, running into the room. He stopped when he saw Tom sitting on the floor playing with Michael.
"Cody?" Nicole asked, walking out of the kitchen. "How did you know we were here?"
"You bugged your wife?" Tom asked, standing up. "What's going on? Where's Frank?"
"You promised to take care of them!" Cody hissed, punching Tom in the face.
"I'll let that pass, for now." Tom growled, rubbing his face. "What's going on?"
"Where's Morgan and Jason?" Alex demanded. "Jake and Donovan went after Lily."
"She's upstairs," Tom replied, watching Alex head for the stairs, "I told him this plan wasn't going to work."
Alex stopped half way up the stairs. "What do you mean, you told him this wouldn't work? Are you in on this, Tom?"
"Let's go upstairs so we can all talk." Tom said leading Alex. Tom pushed the door open, next to Morgan were two men.
"Federal Agents!" Alex yelled, raising her gun.
"It's okay, Agent Cross," Tom said, putting his hand on her gun, "meet John Carrack and James Graydon. MI5."
"Where's Frank?" Morgan asked. "I told him this is what Frank would do."
"You're in on it too?' Alex accused her.
"Well," Morgan sheepishly smiled, "not until after Jason had me call. But that's not important. We need to get them away from Robertson's home before he kills them."
"We'll explain on the way to Robertson's," Tom said, grabbing his coat. "Cody, stay here with Nicole and Morgan."
"Oh no!" Morgan said, "I'm going with. There's a promise I need to make sure is kept."
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"This is too easy," Donovan swore into his headset.
"Where are his guards?" Jake asked. "You'd think he'd have them all around."
"I don't like the…" Donovan said, his voice cutting off.
"Donovan?" Jake ordered, "Donovan, what's wrong?"
All Jake received was silence.
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Two men dragged Donovan's semi conscious body and tossed him into the room. Donovan raised himself up onto his elbows and tried to look around.
"Well, lookie what we 'ave 'ere." Jason drawled, pushing Donovan over with his foot. "Ya should've listened to yer wife."
"I'll, I'll kill you for touching my wife." Donovan swore, trying to stand up.
"Nasty thing, this is, "Jason laughed, flipping the cattle prod in his hand, "must've 'urt."
"Not as much as it will when I kill you." Donovan smiled.
"Yea?" Jason laughed, tossing his toy onto the table. "Let's see what ya got."
"That's the way you want it?" Donovan asked, finding his balance.
"I wouldn't want it any other way." Jason replied, getting into a fighting stance.
"If that's what you want." Donovan spat, taking a chap shot at Jason.
Jason fell against the table. He looked up at Donovan and spat the blood out of his mouth. "Goin' with cheap shots," Jason smirked, picking up his toy and throwing it at Donovan. He smiled when it hit Donovan in the knee.
Donovan fell to the ground as soon as the cattle prod hit his knee. He took a sharp breath and lunged for the weapon. "One cheap shot deserves another." Jason remarked, kicking the weapon across the room.
Donovan rolled to his right, being able to knock Jason off his feet. He reached over and landed another good hit to Jason's face. Blood started to spill from a cut over his eye. Jason rolled away and tried to wipe the blood out of his eye.
"Enough!" a voice yelled.
Donovan and Jason looked up to see Carlos Robertson standing in the room. Next to him was a very frightened Lily.
"Carlos Robertson," Donovan spat out, "you're under arrest for murder, attempted murder and kidnapping."
Jason rolled onto his side laughing. Carlos stood there with a smile on his face. "And you're going to stop me?" he asked. "I got what I came here for. My daughter."
"She's not your daughter." Donovan replied, "We conned the poor kid into helping us. Let her go."
"That's where you are wrong." Carlos corrected him. "I knew you'd try that route again. The French agent almost, almost convinced me she was my daughter. DNA is the truth Agent Donovan."
"What?" Lily asked.
"I had a DNA test done on Lily," Carlos revealed, "and with the results and the files from the British government, thanks to you both, I have found my daughter."
"You knew all this time?" Donovan spat at Jason.
"Yea mate," Jason agreed, "she really is his daughter."
"What?" Lily gasped, "It can't be true! I don't believe you!"
"Believe it, my love." Carlos replied taking her hand. "And now we have all the time to catch up."
"No!" Lily hissed, pulling her hand away from him. "My father died a long time ago."
"Lies from your mother." Carlos hissed. "Finish the job!"
Jason stood up and smiled. He rolled his shoulders and reached down to his boot. He pulled out his spare gun and aimed it at Donovan. "Should've listened to me earlier mate." Jason remarked pulling the trigger.
"No!" Lily yelled, watching Donovan's body fall to the ground and the blood starting to pool around his body.
Lily had no idea what she was going to do. She believed Jason all those years ago when Robertson was brought down and put in prison. A day she couldn't forget. He told her Robertson would never hurt her.
Jason and Frank told her the day they would bring Robertson down. She couldn't wait for that day. Each day she was with him, she grew more and more scared. As they were dragging Robertson away in cuffs, he was screaming to her that he didn't blame her, he knew they poisoned her against him. Frank was walking her out of the house when one of Robertson's men tried to kill her.
She screamed as Frank stepped in front of the bullet that was meant to kill her. On the way to the hospital, Lily was a bundle of nerves in Jason's arms. After much debate in the ambulance ride, Jason made an overseas phone call to Washington and to Frank's wife.
After waiting for word on Frank's condition, they found out the bullet went straight threw his shoulder. Lily jumped when she heard Jason swear. With all the blood the came from the wound, Jason could've sworn it was a life threatening injury. Now he had to go into Frank's room and tell him he called his wife.
Before he could go in there, a disheveled looking woman barged into the hospital. Lily found out later that it was Frank's wife. After the call from Jason, she booked the next available flight to Paris. They watched as his wife stormed into the hospital room. Raised voices were heard coming from the room followed by some crying.
Jason cringed when he heard Frank bellow for him to come into the room. A few minutes after Jason went in the room, Frank's wife stormed right back out. She watched as his wife's emotions changed when she walked up to her. She sat down next to her and made sure she was okay.
Lily jumped when she heard someone unlock the door. She backed up against the wall as the door slowly opened up. Lily tried to gather all her strength for this meeting with Robertson. She let out a small sigh when she realized it wasn't the man who thought he was her father.
Instead it was Jason.
"You lying bastard!" Lily hissed as she ran up and smacked him in the face.
"Guess I deserved that," Jason laughed, grabbing Lily's wrist, "but you and I have some things to talk about."
"We have nothing to talk about!" she spat, trying to move away from him.
"Oh we do." Jason smirked. "Now, let's talk and no hitting with bottles."
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"Sure you're up to this?" Alex asked Cody. Cody was already half a flight of stairs ahead of her.
"No one touches my wife," Cody growled, "I'll make James Bond regret ever starting this game."
Alex and Cody had their backs against the wall, ready to bust the door open. "I go first." Alex ordered. "Count of three." Cody nodded and took a deep breath. "Three."
Cody kicked the door in and Alex rushed into the room. Alex gasped at the sight.
"What's wrong Alex?" Cody yelled, running into the room. He stopped when he saw Tom sitting on the floor playing with Michael.
"Cody?" Nicole asked, walking out of the kitchen. "How did you know we were here?"
"You bugged your wife?" Tom asked, standing up. "What's going on? Where's Frank?"
"You promised to take care of them!" Cody hissed, punching Tom in the face.
"I'll let that pass, for now." Tom growled, rubbing his face. "What's going on?"
"Where's Morgan and Jason?" Alex demanded. "Jake and Donovan went after Lily."
"She's upstairs," Tom replied, watching Alex head for the stairs, "I told him this plan wasn't going to work."
Alex stopped half way up the stairs. "What do you mean, you told him this wouldn't work? Are you in on this, Tom?"
"Let's go upstairs so we can all talk." Tom said leading Alex. Tom pushed the door open, next to Morgan were two men.
"Federal Agents!" Alex yelled, raising her gun.
"It's okay, Agent Cross," Tom said, putting his hand on her gun, "meet John Carrack and James Graydon. MI5."
"Where's Frank?" Morgan asked. "I told him this is what Frank would do."
"You're in on it too?' Alex accused her.
"Well," Morgan sheepishly smiled, "not until after Jason had me call. But that's not important. We need to get them away from Robertson's home before he kills them."
"We'll explain on the way to Robertson's," Tom said, grabbing his coat. "Cody, stay here with Nicole and Morgan."
"Oh no!" Morgan said, "I'm going with. There's a promise I need to make sure is kept."
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"This is too easy," Donovan swore into his headset.
"Where are his guards?" Jake asked. "You'd think he'd have them all around."
"I don't like the…" Donovan said, his voice cutting off.
"Donovan?" Jake ordered, "Donovan, what's wrong?"
All Jake received was silence.
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Two men dragged Donovan's semi conscious body and tossed him into the room. Donovan raised himself up onto his elbows and tried to look around.
"Well, lookie what we 'ave 'ere." Jason drawled, pushing Donovan over with his foot. "Ya should've listened to yer wife."
"I'll, I'll kill you for touching my wife." Donovan swore, trying to stand up.
"Nasty thing, this is, "Jason laughed, flipping the cattle prod in his hand, "must've 'urt."
"Not as much as it will when I kill you." Donovan smiled.
"Yea?" Jason laughed, tossing his toy onto the table. "Let's see what ya got."
"That's the way you want it?" Donovan asked, finding his balance.
"I wouldn't want it any other way." Jason replied, getting into a fighting stance.
"If that's what you want." Donovan spat, taking a chap shot at Jason.
Jason fell against the table. He looked up at Donovan and spat the blood out of his mouth. "Goin' with cheap shots," Jason smirked, picking up his toy and throwing it at Donovan. He smiled when it hit Donovan in the knee.
Donovan fell to the ground as soon as the cattle prod hit his knee. He took a sharp breath and lunged for the weapon. "One cheap shot deserves another." Jason remarked, kicking the weapon across the room.
Donovan rolled to his right, being able to knock Jason off his feet. He reached over and landed another good hit to Jason's face. Blood started to spill from a cut over his eye. Jason rolled away and tried to wipe the blood out of his eye.
"Enough!" a voice yelled.
Donovan and Jason looked up to see Carlos Robertson standing in the room. Next to him was a very frightened Lily.
"Carlos Robertson," Donovan spat out, "you're under arrest for murder, attempted murder and kidnapping."
Jason rolled onto his side laughing. Carlos stood there with a smile on his face. "And you're going to stop me?" he asked. "I got what I came here for. My daughter."
"She's not your daughter." Donovan replied, "We conned the poor kid into helping us. Let her go."
"That's where you are wrong." Carlos corrected him. "I knew you'd try that route again. The French agent almost, almost convinced me she was my daughter. DNA is the truth Agent Donovan."
"What?" Lily asked.
"I had a DNA test done on Lily," Carlos revealed, "and with the results and the files from the British government, thanks to you both, I have found my daughter."
"You knew all this time?" Donovan spat at Jason.
"Yea mate," Jason agreed, "she really is his daughter."
"What?" Lily gasped, "It can't be true! I don't believe you!"
"Believe it, my love." Carlos replied taking her hand. "And now we have all the time to catch up."
"No!" Lily hissed, pulling her hand away from him. "My father died a long time ago."
"Lies from your mother." Carlos hissed. "Finish the job!"
Jason stood up and smiled. He rolled his shoulders and reached down to his boot. He pulled out his spare gun and aimed it at Donovan. "Should've listened to me earlier mate." Jason remarked pulling the trigger.
"No!" Lily yelled, watching Donovan's body fall to the ground and the blood starting to pool around his body.