Warnings for language, and other disgusting scenes.

She decided not to wait. Any second now, Bobby's time was going to be up. He was in there, bleeding, hurt, and waiting for her. Depending on her. She drew her gun, and followed the trail of blood.

Rebecca must have heard her coming up. Every sound echoed hollowly though the building. The sound of traffic outside was deadened, almost as if there was nothing in the whole world but Alex, Rebecca, and the man tied to the chair in front of her, bleeding, a knife to his throat.

Bobby was still alive. Now all Alex had to do was get him out alive. She could do it. She had to. She was the Ice Queen, and she always got the bad guy.

Alex raised her gun, but Rebecca had knelt down, using Bobby's body to shield herself, so Alex couldn't get a clear shot.

"I'll kill him." Rebecca whispered hoarsely. The light in her eyes was bitter and brittle and bright, and the knife had already cut a thin line across Bobby's throat, right above the carotid artery. Just half an inch down, and he would bleed to death before Alex had a chance to reach him. And Rebecca's hand shook as she pressed the knife to his throat.

Alex tried to think of the one thing to say that would make Rebecca put the knife down, but her mind had gone blank. Talking killers round had never been her strong point anyway. She didn't know her eyes had a very clear message. 'He dies, you die'.

"I thought she was going to confess. I thought she was going to lead me to Tony." Goren said, looking up at Eames, explaining himself. Rebecca pushed the knife a little further into his throat. Alex inched a little closer, trying to find a clear shot.

"Rebecca." Eames called. "This is not Stephen. He's done nothing to you."

"I know that." Rebecca countered, her voice low and rough. She was wheezing a little, her asthma triggered by the dust.

"Then you should let him go."

"Why?" Rebecca spat the words out, her hand shaking. "He's just like Stephen and all the others. Maybe not yet, but he will be. Bit by bit, he'll become just like them. He will, they all will."

"Ok…ok." Alex soothed, trying to be sympathetic, while wanting nothing more than to rip the bitch's throat out. She felt sorry for Rebecca the victim, but she wasn't going to let that blind her to the fact that Rebecca was trying to kill Goren. The knife twitched, and a little more blood flowed. It was pooling under that chair, from his throat, from a slash on his chest, soaking the ropes that bound him. So much blood, and all his.

"Men can be evil." Alex agreed. "But not this man. I know him. He's not like the others. He's a good man. He doesn't deserve to die."

Bobby watched Alex, through the pain, calmly. She could see the utter absolute faith he had in her, and prayed she would live up to it.

"They all deserve to die. They all will." Rebecca spat. Eames tried to think of an answer, but she had nothing. No way to save the man relying on her, the man she was supposed to protect.

"She'll kill you." Goren said, and Alex realised he was talking to Rebecca, not her. His voice was weak and thready, and she knew he was close to passing out from loss of blood. There wasn't much time left. She had to act. But what could she do?

"She's an Ice Queen." Goren continued, slowly, quietly, smiling a little. "She doesn't care about me. She'll kill you."

Eames looked into Goren's eyes, reading the message there, then looked back at the knife. It was cutting deeply into the flesh, as Rebecca watched Eames, frowning, unsure of what was happening. The knife was so close to his windpipe. He was going to die, and still Alex had no clear shot.

"She'll go through anything to get her killer." Goren continued, and his eyes, as dark as night, as dark as death, looked straight into her soul, and she knew what she had to do. "She'll even go straight through me." he said softly, calmly, smiling. He met Alex's horrified gaze, and whispered,

"I trust you."

Alex fired. Bobby's body jerked as the bullet passed through his shoulder, and into Rebecca, and the knife, finally, thank God, flew away from his throat. Rebecca fell, killed by the bullet Alex had shot through Bobby.