I know, I know. It's about darn time I updated this story. I'm sooo sorry it's taking so long. Enjoy.

"Alex, we're almost back to the house. Any updates?" Donovan demanded.

"Tom hasn't contacted us yet with the results," Alex informed him. "And before you ask, she's walking around the grounds, anxious as you are to get the results. What's going on?"

"Get her back into the house!" Donovan ordered. "We found McGee's body in the warehouse. McMartins is out there somewhere."

"She's not on the grounds," Cody cut in.

"What do you mean 'She's not on the grounds'?" Donovan asked, trying to keep his eyes on the road.

"You bugged her?" Jake whispered to Cody.

"Well, yea," Cody admitted.

"Brave man," Jake whistled.

"I thought it was a good idea at the time!" Cody defended himself. "In case she took off or got spooked."

"Cody, you're a genius!" Jake laughed. He never had thought of that.

"Alex, get the guards to check the grounds," Donovan ordered. "I'll have Cody update you on the tracking movements. Find her!"

"Where are we going?" Ciara asked.

"Just keep driving," McMartins ordered. "It won't be much longer."

Ciara kept her eyes on the curving back road. She had no idea where they were going. It felt like she was driving for hours, yet it had been only thirty minutes.

She had to do something. She had to get away from him. Ciara didn't have many options. Only one came to mind and it was dangerous. Quickly, she thought of the pros and cons. One was McMartins kills her; the other meant risking killing herself and hopefully taking McMartins out.

Ciara took a deep breath and started to silently say a prayer. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

McMartins looked at her and realized what Ciara was about to do. "Are you insane?" he growled, trying to take the wheel.

As he lunged for the wheel, Ciara drove the car off the road. She closed her eyes as the car sped towards the trees.

"Frank!" she yelled, as the car slammed into a tree.

A sudden chill went down Donovan's spine; instinct was telling him something was wrong. "Have you found her yet?" he barked into the headset.

"She's finally stopped," Cody replied, giving a sigh of relief.

"How far?" Jake asked.

"About thirty miles from us, give or take," Cody figured. "Maybe ten for Alex."

"Alex," Donovan started to say.

"She's one step ahead of you," Monica replied. "She took the security team and headed out. Still no word from Tom yet."

"As soon as you hear, let me know." Donovan replied, pressing his foot down on the accelerator.

Ciara slowly opened her eyes. The sound of a horn echoed through her head. She felt the steering wheel under her head. It started coming back to her. McMartins forcing her into the car at gunpoint, her forcing the car into the trees, her head hitting the steering wheel. She turned to see if McMartins was still in the car.

He was gone.

Ciara started to push at the car door with all her strength. She had to get far away from there. On the fifth push, she tumbled out of the car. She could see smoke coming from the engine. Ciara sighed as she saw McMartins motionless body on the other side of the car.

Ciara leaned on the tree and wiped the sweat from her eyes. She winced and looked at her hand. It was full of blood. She was having a hard time breathing and it hurt like hell to place pressure on her right leg.

"Bloody hell!" McMartins cursed, trying to get up.

Ciara gasped and looked to see where she could hide.

Nowhere. All she saw was open land.

She did notice the wind started to pick up and the crashing of water. They must be close to the sea.

"There must be a lighthouse near here," Ciara muttered to herself, not knowing if they really had lighthouses in Ireland.

Taking a guess, Ciara started to hobble towards the water.

Alex looked out the window, hoping to find something, any trace of Ciara.

"Stop!" she yelled, "Over there."

"Talk to me, Alex," Jake replied.

"We found a car smashed into a tree," Alex responded. "Front end's a mess. The windshield smashed out. There's nobody around."

"We should be there in ten minutes," Donovan cut in.

Alex shivered as the wind started to kick up. She could smell the rain coming. It was something she learned while living in Chicago. Rain always had a certain smell to it. She tried to explain it to Jake before, but he couldn't understand and called her 'nuts'.

"Anything?" Alex yelled to her security team.

"Nothing yet," one replied.

Alex looked back at the road and was relived to see the headlights of an oncoming car. She was about to speak to Donovan when she heard a scream.

"Fan out!" she ordered, "They're around here somewhere."

"Alex, report."

"We're searching the area. I heard something that sounded like a scream," she reported. A movement in the dark caught Alex's eye. "Over there!"

Ciara tried to run, but it was no use. She fell to the ground, holding her head. The pain was excruciating. She pressed her hands against her head, trying to will the pain away. She needed to get up and keep moving.

"You bloody bint!" McMartins spat, grabbing Ciara by her hair. "You'll wish I'd killed you over a year ago."

"Let me go!" she screamed, trying to fight him.

"Bitch!" he growled, slapping her in the face. "I'll get rid off you one way or another."

Ciara fought with all her might as McMartins started to drag her towards the edge of the cliff. She wasn't going to die like this. She wasn't going to die not knowing who she really was.

"Let her go, McMartins!" Alex ordered, aiming her gun at him.

"I got nothing to lose," McMartins snapped back, dragging Ciara closer to the edge.

The crashing of the waves on the rocks below echoed through Ciara's head. She couldn't think from the pain.

"Let her go," Alex again ordered.

"I got a clear shot," James, one of the security agents, replied.

"Take it," Alex replied, hoping he was right.

The gunshot echoed on the wind. Alex watched in horror as McMartins started to fall over the cliff, taking Ciara with him.

"No!" Alex yelled, starting to run for the edge.

"Ciara!" Donovan yelled, watching her tumble over the edge.