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"OK, I'll be right in. Stay on the phone with me," he instructed, "act as if nothing is happening. You don't want to cause wide spread panic to the people around you."

"All right," she smiled at a couple of professionally dressed people entering the elevator as she stepped out. This situation did not seem to be happening. It was the middle of the day, the bright sun pouring in the building, illuminating everything around her. The air was warm, almost clammy.

"Just keep walking toward the exit, keep cool. I'm entering the building now," he was breathless, as if he had run a short distance to the building.

"Where are you, I can't see you," she whispered, her voice trembling greatly. There were too many people in the lobby for her to pick Woody out in the crowd. What worried her more was that she could not spot Mercer either.

"I'm right behind you," not Woody's voice, but one which was eerily recognizable.

She gasped and turned around to face her shadow, dropping her phone. His scarred face came toward her at a rapid pace. He grabbed the back of her head when she tried to pull away and he kissed her. Sticking his tongue far down her throat, then he released her. Leaving her to choke on his foul breath and the object caught there. She fell to her knees, helplessly, coughing; she dropped the rest of her things.

Woody came up beside her, gun drawn, looking around, "Are you alright?" He touched her shoulder while scanning the crowd.

She gasped for air, removing a little blue pill from her tongue, "I think so."

"Hey, it's her! It's that mysterious woman everybody's talking about!" A nearby man exclaimed. Suddenly, there was a group of people forming a ring around them. Some of them had cameras on their phones and rapidly began taking pictures.

Woody, annoyed, flashed his badge, "Boston PD, did anybody see where he went?" His voice rang above the buzz of the people.

A few people gestured toward the door, not taking their eyes off Emma. He had escaped again. Woody ushered her out, leaving the gaping, picture-taking crowd behind them.

AN: R&R please!