Feet tramped over wet concrete, seven pairs of them. There was no time to wait for more cars. They had to make the journey on foot. Only one problem presented itself to them, they didn't know where their comrades were. All of them kept their eyes peeled and their ears open in hopes that they might see or hear something to guide them. Only their determination kept them going when they thought that all was lost, it was a resource they hoped that they wouldn't run out of. Their hearts rested on the fact that they were highly trained individuals, each and every one of them. All they could do was rely on that training to pull them through anything they might come across.

Elias walked beside Ché, he found it hard to keep up with the giant's pace but he was glad that he had joined them. Knowing that he had underestimated Cain twice wounded his pride. It was his job to know people, to know what they were capable of but he had failed in that task. Wounded as he was he had lashed out at Ché, a very potent ally but a terrible enemy to have. He was glad that Ché had managed to cool his temper and that he himself had found the strength to apologise. Without Ché he could lose more men, he was certain that Radboud and Sami were dead and if they weren't that they soon would be.

Ellen walked into the room, her eyes dangerous. In this disguise, this pretence, no one would suspect her. She was a nurse, in a hospital, visiting a patient who also happened to be her boyfriend.

What could be any less sinister than that?

No one could see her face as she walked towards her deliciously vulnerable brother with her arms outstretched. The expression on his face told him that if he tried anything he was a dead man, something that despite everything he didn't want to be. There would come a time for death and something told him that this wasn't it. As soon as Ellen wrapped her arms around him he went stiff, it was almost too much to bear as he wrapped his arms around her. It had been so long since she'd held him or him her, not as Ellen but as Lily. They had never been physically close apart from those times when he had fallen for her traps. Now, he was holding her as he would a dear friend and there was nothing he could do.

This didn't feel right, it never would. He tried to move away from her but before he could tell what was happening he felt Ellen dig her nails into the back of his neck. A few seconds later he could feel a wet warmth course its way from the wound to his back.

"Do anything; say anything that might give me away and I'll rip out your spine." Ellen's venom poured itself into his ear.

He nodded, unable to do anything else.

With a soul shattering smile Ellen continued, "I spared your life, but don't think for a moment that this is over. It will never be over. I'm going to be around for a long time to come, yet, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"What are you going to do to me?" Sportacus' voice was hoarse even to his own ears.

"It speaks!" Ellen exclaimed as if this were a miracle before pushing herself closer to Sportacus' ear, "That would ruin the surprise and I couldn't possibly to that. You understand that I have to have an advantage. It's hard to keep people scared when they know what's going to happen and besides it wouldn't be any fun if you could second guess me. Oh, before I leave I might as well answer your question. Robyn is in a big city somewhere but you don't have to worry about her, Cain is taking good care of her."

Without warning Ellen loosened her talons and watched as he brother fell dumbly onto his pillows. He looked almost as if he were a china doll whose eyes open when it's held upright and whose eyes close as soon as they're laid down. The expression on his face was almost comical in its foolishness and she would have laughed had not the risk of attracting attention to herself been so great.

Instead of hitting him as she was tempted to do she pulled him to her and grabbed his lips in a ferocious kiss. Having taken her fill of his humiliation and put the fear of what was to come over him, she left. There was nothing left for her to do here.

Like a vulture circling over a failing animal, Cain slowly circled the car. He prowled around it, waiting. Backwards and forwards he walked watching for the right moment. While they were in the car they were safe from him but it was something he was going to do his utmost to change. He'd make them leave the car, he'd make them run and then, then he would destroy them. It was hard for him to decide who to kill first but he'd make a choice once his plan worked out. It was only a matter of time before fear drove them from their hiding place and he had patience enough to wait. They wouldn't be able to hold out for long, already he could see signs that out of the three potential victims out of his reach his sister was beginning to suffer badly. Using the most of a good advantage he walked closer to the car.

With the same evil smile he favoured to display to his unwilling victims, he grasped the door handle of the rear seat and tried to pull the door open. He watched with amusement as Kit jumped back in shock but his amusement soon turned to anger as the door wouldn't budge. He pulled and pulled at it but it still wouldn't open under his hands. It was locked. Letting his smile fade into a morose scowl he gave over to kicking the door.

Inside the car Kit was watching in horror as Cain landed repeated kicks on the door. He held Robyn tightly and tried to calm her down while trying to keep himself calm but he didn't know how long he would be able to remain that way. Taking his eyes from Cain he turned them on Sami whose expression resembled his own. They both knew that if Cain kept kicking the door he would either destroy the locking mechanism or trap them in the car if he chose to work on the passenger side door.

Eventually Cain gave in trying to kick open the door, it wasn't giving way to his efforts and he was feeling exhausted. Looking around him he tried to find some alternative means of finding a way into the car when his eyes fell on the body of Radboud. Leaving the car alone for a moment he walked over to the body and turned it over. He almost smiled when he saw a gun attached to a holster strapped over Radboud's shoulder and he was about to take it out when he saw something even better. A glint of silver caught his eye and like a magpie finding treasures for its nest, he grabbed at it. Holding it in the centre of his hand he stood up and turned back to the car.

Sami looked at Kit and Robyn with a terrifying look on his face. It was the look of a man defeated by his own weapon in a simple fight that he should have won; a look that showed fear, agony, confusion and shame. It was a look that made Kit's blood run ice cold. Everything was blotted out by that look; his own fear, the outside world, Cain, even the sound of Robyn's ragged breaths as her body caught her up in the grip of a panic attack. For what seemed like an age he just stared at Sami as Sami's wide eyes stared back at him, it was only when Sami turned away that he saw just what had made the man so scared.

Dangling from one of Cain's fingers was a set of keys.