Spooky: Gosh guys I am sooooo sorry I haven't updated in a year! That's terrible! I just haven't been motivated. I've had this written for a couple months but I wanted it to be longer and then thought 'heck I might as well put it up!' So here it is. I hope you can forgive me for taking so long. It's really hard to stay motivated when you have no GW to watch. ;; Anyway this chapter is dedicated to Sarah and kidishcaresh. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Meanwhile Quatre had gotten them all back to the suburban safely. When they got there Heero and Trowa were also waiting for them. He ushered Veronica's parents and her brother into the car.

"Where's Veronica?" asked Duo.

"She's still in the complex," said Quatre. "I have to go get her."

He turned to run but Heero grabbed his arm. Quatre turned to face him.

"Let me go."

Heero shook his head. "You can't go back."

"Why not?" he asked shocked. He could feel the anger and frustration building in his chest.

"We can't help her now. Their security will be on red alert."

"I don't care!" cried Quatre. "We have to save her!" He struggled against Heero's grip. Not wanting to give up.

"WAIT!" came the sudden cry from her brother, Nick.

Everyone turned and looked at him. He had a strange expression on his face. Almost like he had lost something.

"Wait for what?" asked Duo.

Nick shook his head like he was clearing his mind. "It was Veronica…" The look in his eyes was pure sadness. "She doesn't want us to get her out."

"WHAT!" cried Quatre. Disbelief was written on his every feature.

Nick turned to his parents. "She said that she's glad we got out safe and she loves us. She said she'll try to get out, but it's unlikely. And if she does it won't be for a while." He turned back to Quatre. "She told me to tell you that she loves you very much, but she doesn't want you to go get her. She doesn't want you to get hurt."

"No," said Quatre his voice barely above a whisper. "Did she say anything else?"

Nick shook his head. "It was weird, suddenly she was just cut off. I couldn't hear or feel her anymore."

Quatre's eyes widened in fear. There were several things that could have caused her to be cut off. And none of them were good. "No!"

Again he tried to run and again Heero grabbed him. It took both Heero and Trowa to restrain Quatre and get him into the car. They drove off with Quatre struggling and arguing all the way back to the Preventors' apartments.

When Veronica regained consciousness she was in a dark cell. The same cell they always put her in. The one that held so many painful memories.

She shook her head trying to clear it. The last thing she remembered was reaching her brother. She had told him that she didn't want them rescuing her, and then Bren had pushed a button and she had passed out. She gritted her teeth. This cell was the last place she had wanted to end up in again. But here I am, she though. Just like always. Because you go back to what you know.

She looked around. Nothing had changed at all. It was still a barren, cold cell. There was no windows and only an air vent and a cot with no blankets. How ironic, the air vent had been wielded shut. That's how she had gotten out the last time. They must have figured it out. She used her powers to tug at the vent. But it was securely wielded shut. She knew she could tear the vent off, but it would be noisy. The last thing she wanted was to be caught trying to escape right off the bat. She sighed. She'd just have to wait it out.

She plopped down onto the cot. She wondered about the others. She hoped they were safe. Would they take her advice and not try to rescue her? The compound was going to be on high alert for at least a week. Knowing Quatre he'd try to convince the others to do something. She really hoped they wouldn't come and get her. She was probably better off here anyway. She caught herself and scowled, realizing the pity trip she was going into. Even if she wasn't better off here they couldn't get her for a week. Not with security the way it was. And she certainly wasn't going to escape. That would only get her beat more.

She lay back on the cot and closed her eyes. She might as well sleep now, because she most likely wouldn't get much in the next week.

Spooky: Oh noes! What will happen next! Hopefully I can get a new one out in the next month or so. I've just been busy trying to graduate and work and learn guitar and a bunch of other junk. Anyway review so I remember I have a story going! It helps, trust me. Laters!