After minutes, maybe even hours Max lifted her head off of her knees. Her eyes red and a little puffy and her cheeks were soaked from the tears that have fallen down her face. Logan was dead, her good friend, dead. The one that saved her life, stood up for her and her kind, risked his life, and taught her how to love and feel, was dead. "Oh my God this isn't happening to me. Please say this isn't real." Max chocked out to herself, still continuing to cry louder. Max closed her eyes and her mind swirled around with flashbacks.

Visions of first meeting him, to when he helped her during the seizures, to the one night before Manticore recaptured her, the face of Logan when she was dying, to when they got the virus cured for a couple of hours, and finally up to the tragic evening at Harbor Lights Hospital. Seeing Logan's patterns of words on the monitor, talking to him scared to dead on the phone, to running and battling White, and finally stretching out her hands desperately to Logan in the helicopter. She remembered how tightly he held her, putting his body in front of hers, so if Ames did hit up there he wouldn't hit Max. She remembered how safe she felt, being scared to death for minutes then being safe in his arms was exhilarating.

Max's eyes then flew open, anger in her eyes. She picked herself up, walked to her door and then pounded on it as hard as she could until it opened. Soon the guard opened it and looked at Max, standing inches from the doorway.

"I.have to use the bathroom." She replied. The guard saw her tear streamed face, took pity, and then led her to the bathroom. "You got 5 minutes." He replied then shoved her inside the girl's bathroom, while he stood outside the door entrance. Max scooted towards the sink, turned the facet on, gathered water in her hands and splashed it on her face. The cool water felt good against her hot tears and face. She grabbed a little side towel and wiped her face off. She felt a little better physically but not emotionally.

Max looked around then up. She had an idea. She jumped up on the sink counter. Gathering her balance she looked around then suddenly she jumped up and landed a powerful kick to a ceiling panel, and landed, barely, back on the sink counter. The ceiling panel crashed to the floor, in 2 pieces. "What's going on in there!?" The guard yelled. "I slipped and fell, sorry." Max replied then went silent waiting for a reply. "You got 2 more minutes!" He warned. Max jumped up and grabbed a pipe that was hanging inside the ceiling and pulled herself up onto it with her arm power.

She sat on the pipe as she scanned the area with her cat eyesight. Max jumped on a beam next to the pipe and began crawling down it. She knew where she was going; it was just a matter of getting there. Soon max stopped and looked down. "Oh please let no one be in there." She prayed, took a deep breath, and then jumped through a ceiling panel. Max landed on her feet as pieces of the ceiling panel dropped. She froze for a moment, listening and waiting for someone to bust in. After around 2 minutes of not moving, she decided no one heard it. She looked around; she was in the medical room, perfect. She looked around in the dark and smiled once she located the cabinet. She ran up to it and swung the door opened. She fumbled through almost every bottle before she found what she was looking for. The bottle read, 99% Rubbing Alcohol.

She grabbed a rag, opened the bottle, and dumped the whole bottle of rubbing alcohol on the rag. Her hand that was holding the rag felt cold from the solution. Max made a face after accidentally getting a big whiff of the liquid and made her way to the door. She was just about to open it until she saw a thermometer and grabbed it stuck it in her pocket. She cautiously opened the door and looked both ways to see if anyone was around or coming. She then began walking down the hall, slowly, quietly and close to the edge. Eventually she made it to the beginning of Sam's cell. Max pressed her back tightly up against the wall and then punched the wall hardly. The guard, guarding Sam's cage ran out into the hall, passing Max, not noticing she was there, to see what made the noise. Max quickly wrapped her arm around his neck and covered his nose and mouth with the cloth. Within minutes, maybe even seconds, the guard dropped unconscious.

Max let him fall to the ground and looked both ways to see if anyone heard and was coming, no one was. Max looked down at the guard. "Hoped you had brain cells to spare." She replied then swiped his keys off his body and unlocked Sam's cage. Before she entered she placed the thermometer in the doorway. Stopping the door from shutting and locking them both in. Max quickly ran up to the side of Sam's bed and shook her gently. "Sam. Sam! Wake up." She whispered loudly. Sam squinted her eyes and slowly opened them. They turned into a frown. "Max? What are you doing here?" she asked sitting up. "Shh, follow me, I'm getting out of here and I'm taking you with me." Max replied. Sam smiled widely and jumped out of bed. She followed Max out of the cage, once they were out Max backed up against the wall, Sam did the same. "Be very quiet and stay close to the wall." Max instructed. Sam shook her head yes, telling Max she understood.

The 2 girls crept down series of hallways close to the wall and as quiet as human or transgetic possible. Max rounded a corner ad stopped dead in her tracks. Ames was doing his rounds checking to see if transgetics were asleep, checking in with guards, etc. Thankfully his back was to them. Max quickly shoved her and Sam back behind the corner. Sam looked at Max in horror, she had seen Ames too and was wondering what max was going to do. Max looked back with the same face then slowly looked around the corner, he was still there. Max looked at the ceiling hopelessly. Soon she heard his footsteps. Max held her breath as she watched Ames walk past the corner and her. Max could see him plainly. She prayed that he didn't turn around, if he did, he would see them easily. With Max's luck, Ames walked down the hall and around the corner out of sight. Max let out a long breath, as did Sam.

Max looked around the corner, it was clear and they continued to walk down the hall. Max stopped to the edge of Alec's cage. "We have to take this guard out, don't make a scene." Max said quietly. Sam shook her head yes, she was making sure she listened to every word that Max said, after all she's the one who escaped this place, twice. Max moved away from the wall and walked past the guard. "Hey, what are you doing our out your cage!?" The guard demanded. Max just grinned. In anger he started walking towards her, once he got to the corner, Sam swung out her arm, knocking him in the head and out cold.

Max held up a thumbs up Sam did in response. Max grabbed his keys and unlocked Alec's door. Max pulled Sam closer to her. "Don't you dare let this door shut, ok?" She asked quietly. Sam shook her head and placed her foot in front of the door. Max ran up next to Alec who looked lifeless lying on his bed. She prayed the drug wore off, if not he was libel to fight her and cause a ruckus, and getting caught. Max shook Alec gently. She heard him groan like a little kid who didn't want to get up yet. Max shook him harder and her groaned louder. Max began to get mad and aggravated and then smacked him hard in the arm. Alec felt that and his eyes flew open. Before Max could react, Alec had her on the ground (on her back) with Alec's forearm across her neck; his other hand was on the ground, holding him up. Alec glared into her eyes angrily. Max starred blankly at him; the drug hadn't worn off, Max thought.