A/N: Don't think that, at four, Maggie cannot do what she does in this chapter. If my four-year-old son can figure it out (and carry around a two-year-old almost as tall as he is!), Maggie certainly can! Thank you guys for the reviews; I am pleased you are enjoying this story :-)

The barn was dark and musty smelling. Maggie lifted her head from the carseat and frowned. "It's stinky in here."

Wallace glared at her from the front seat. "Listen to me, Maggie. Just so we understand each other perfectly. You stay right here in this car, or I will kill your daddy."

Maggie gasped. "No!"

"Then you stay right there."

She nodded, pressing herself closer to Tommy's carseat. She took several deep breaths and tried to think about what Daddy would want her to do. Protect her baby. Get him to safety. She frowned. She was hurt but Tommy was okay, and she would make sure he stayed that way. She set about trying to figure out how to get him out of his carseat.

"Wait! Go back."

Logan stopped and slipped the car into reverse. Goren waited until the car had almost come to a halt before he got out. He was looking down a long driveway with fresh tire marks. "Park it."

The engine cut off and Logan, Eames and Barek joined him at the mouth of the driveway. Eames slid her arm around his waist and he hugged her. His mind was traveling a mile a minute, trying to figure out what to do. The area was heavily wooded and well overgrown, affording plenty of cover. Finally, he sighed, kissed her head and stepped away from her. "She will expect Eames to be with me, but not you two. See that barn? I'll bet a year's pay she's in there. Logan, you and Carolyn sneak through the woods around to the back of the barn."

"And what are you gonna do?" Logan asked. "Walk up to the front door and knock?"

"Something like that. Now go."

"Don't be stupid..."

"Don't argue with me, Logan."

He gave Logan a shove toward the trees; Logan balled his fists. Eames stepped between them, pushing Goren backwards. "Cut it out, both of you." He could not get closer to the edge and she knew it. "Go on, Mike. He's right."

Barek had her hand on his arm. "It's about the kids, Mike."

Goren met Logan's eyes and Logan held his gaze. Goren's voice was calm, but there was an odd tone to it Logan had never heard him use before. "We'll take care of Wallace. I need you to get my kids."

Logan felt his gut clench. He had never before heard Bobby Goren beg. "Be careful, okay? Please."

Goren nodded and watched as Logan and Barek headed into the woods. "But if I get poison ivy, man, I am gonna kick your ass."

"Shut up and keep moving, Logan," Barek hissed.

Goren looked down the driveway, then he looked at Eames. "Keep yourself well under cover, Alex."

"Look, Goren..."

He silenced her with a soft kiss. "We'll be okay. We're together, and that's when we're at our best. I can't take her down alone, but with you...there's nothing we can't do. Let's go."

They headed down the driveway toward the barn, drawing their guns as they went.

Maggie watched as Wallace paced in front of the car. This wasn't right. She couldn't do anything with that lady right there. She'd managed to unbuckle her brother, but she wouldn't take him out of his seat until she knew the lady wouldn't see them and hurt him. Her shoulder hurt really badly, and her fingers were prickly. She didn't like that at all. And her head hurt. But she couldn't let that lady hurt her baby. She swallowed down her tears again. Mommy and Daddy would be disappointed if she didn't take care of Tommy. And she knew he was too little to take care of himself.

"Nicole!"

She popped her head up to look out the front windshield. That was Daddy! She looked at Tommy. "Daddy's here, Tommy!" she whispered. "We're gonna be okay!"

Responding to her excitement, Tommy clapped his hands. "Da da da!"

Maggie watched as the lady went to the barn door and yelled out at Daddy. She didn't care what they were saying. This was her chance. As quietly as she could, she opened the car door. Carefully, she slipped the straps off her brother's arms and helped him onto the floor of the car. Then she got him out of the car. She couldn't carry him because her shoulder hurt too badly, so she quietly coaxed him to follow her toward the back of the barn, where she found a dark, quiet place for them to sit and wait for Daddy to come and get them.

Logan clambered out of the brush, followed by Barek. "Did I mention how much I hate the woods?" Logan grumbled as he headed for the only door in the back wall of the barn.

"Shhh, you idiot." She strained to make out the voices she heard. "Okay, they're out there. Let's get in and out without drawing any attention to ourselves."

Logan opened the door a crack and looked into the dark interior of the barn. He slipped into the building, followed by his partner. Silently, keeping low to the ground, they crept toward the car. "Uncle Mike?"

He turned his head to the left and peered into the darkness of an old stall. "Maggie?" he whispered.

He was nearly knocked over when her little body hit him. He wrapped his arms around her as she sobbed quietly into his shirt. "G-g-get m-my b-b-baby!" she managed, pointing toward the stall.

Barek disappeared into the darkness, reappearing with a happy little Tom in her arms. "Let's get out of here."

"Wh-where's D-d-daddy?"

"You'll see him soon, bunny. Shhh."

He lifted her in his arms and they headed for the door. Barek slipped through the door first. Logan set Maggie down and let her go through the door before he followed her. As he pulled his head through the doorway, a shot sounded and a bullet lodged itself in the wood near his head. "Busted!" he muttered, pulling the door shut and grabbing Maggie as he and Barek made for the cover of the forest.