Chapter 12

The officer led Elise into the White House, still filled with fear. Elise thanked him and went right into the middle of the large room that she was led into and shot her gun in the air, three times. Everyone fell to the ground, hands on their heads and looking afraid. They all knew who she was, and they all knew what she was capable of.

"Where can I find the evidence from Lincoln Burrows' case?"

One of the men lifted up his head slowly and was first to speak.

"On the fourth floor, in Room #450."

Elise nodded her head and headed towards the staircase.

Meanwhile, the rest of them were in the garden, fighting off agents, sharpshooters and bodyguards. Michael looked at the White House and turned to Lenora.

"Do you think that she got in?"

"Yeah," Lenora looked around them and saw that even more snipers were surrounding them, "We need more help."

The group huddled up in a circle, slowing being surrounded by agents, sharpshooters, and bodyguards. Michael closed his eyes, as he prayed in his mind for a miracle.

"Why don't you guys pick on someone else?" a voce came from the far right. The group looked over to see Lorena, Olivia, LJ, the mob guys, Veronica, Nick, and about 250 soldiers from the Special O.P.S. behind them. There was a man standing next to Olivia. He was a tall white man, with long brown hair in a pony-tail, brown eyes that reminded the group of someone they knew very well. He was holding a M-16 gun in his left hand, and a M-9 pistol in his right, and he was holding it like Elise.

He looked back at the soldiers, and they all got ready to charge at the agents and other people who were against them. One of the agents looked at him, and asked him a question that was on all of their minds.

"Who are you?"

"My name? My name is Lieutenant-General Desmond Webster, of the Special O.P.S."

"You were supposed to be dead!" One of the other agents called out.

"Well, I guess I'm not, now am I?" Desmond shot at the agents, with a speed and mark that could rival the best sharpshooter in the world. Even with the shooting, the agents remained still. Desmond shook his head and smirked.

"You leave me no choice…Division DRS…Go!" With that, the soldiers charged at the agents. Since the soldiers took down the agents, Desmond and the other went over to the group. They all looked at him, amazed.

"Are you related to Elise?" Michael asked.

"Yes. I am her father. We haven't seen each other in 30 years. So, I decided to pay her back. We better get inside. Veronica here has just found out some information that could help us all out."

"And what would that be?" Lincoln asked, looking at her.

"I just found out that Terrence Steadman is not dead, and I got a list that shows who is all on this conspiracy." Veronica looked at the group, and Lincoln hugged her. Olivia was looking around, and saw that her mother was not there.

"Where's my mom?"

Michael just realized that she wasn't there, and that she was still in the White House.

Elise was in the room that she was told to go, and was going through every cabinet, every drawer, and every closet to look for that evidence, but failed miserably. She looked around, distressed.

"If it's not here, then it doesn't exist."

"Right on, Elise. You're a very smart girl." Elise turned around to see where the voice was coming from and saw Kellerman, still alive, standing at the door. He had a gun in his hand, and pointing it to Elise.

"You don't need to do this, Paul."

"Oh, yes I do. I need to get rid of Agent Colonel Elisabeth Webster of the Special O.P.S. The woman who took away my shot at being the best in the C.I.A., and always bragged about it. The woman who left me 15 years ago."

Elise just looked at him, eyes red with anger and stress.

"I never ruined your shot, you did. Ever since you got into this conspiracy thing, you ruined your chance at being the best. And remember this one thing, Paul. All is fair in love and war, and no matter what you try to do, you cannot change the past."

"But, why did you leave me 15 years ago? And then, come back and make me feel like a complete asshole." Kellerman raised his gun and it was pointed to her head. Elise just looked on as her fate was in the hands of this crazed man.

"You raped me, Paul. What did you think? I would come back and welcome you with open arms?" She looked at him, and he looked at her. "After you raped me, I got pregnant. After you raped me, I had Olivia." She looked at him, the shock written on his face, "Yes, Paul… Olivia is your daughter."

Kellerman froze for a moment, soaking in this information. He put the gun, and looked at Elise, his being filled with shame and shock.

"This isn't about just saving one man's life, now. It's about saving multiple lives. If you want to Olivia anymore, then you'll have to testify against who ever set this conspiracy up."

"Well, I'll tell you one thing right now. Terrence Steadman isn't dead."

Elise looked at him, and looked down. So it was true. In her gut, she knew that he had to still be alive. The body in the car looked like a mannequin. Then heard her cell phone ring, and she took it out of her left back pocket. She flipped it open and listened to whoever was on the other end.

"Hello?"

"Hi Elise, it's Veronica. Listen, there is no bullet. Terrence Steadman is still alive."

"Yeah, I just found out."

"Really? By who?"

"Paul Kellerman. He's gonna help us out."

"Why?" The grouped looked at Veronica, and she put the phone on speaker.

"Because if he doesn't, he will never get to see his daughter, Olivia."

The group looked at Olivia, who looked more shocked than anyone. Then, a thought had hit her. He must've been her father, because they have the personality, and she saw it that time in Chicago, in the garage.

"Anyway, we need to get out of this building. I'll be right down in about a few minutes."

"Okay. Elise, there is someone here who is waiting to see you."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. He says he can help us out."

"Alright. See you down there,"

Veronica nodded and shut off her phone. She looked at the guys and smiled.

As Kellerman and Elise ran down the staircase, Kellerman was still in shock.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"After you raping me, why should I have told you anything?"

"Because I bet you Olivia was still wondering who her father was before just a few moments ago."

"Let's not argue about this, please." When they had reached the opening, Elise could tell it was locked. She then turned around and saw a few more agents surrounding them. She looked around for her gun, and it was no where to be found. Then, she found a smoke bomb. She looked at it, and then at Kellerman.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting us out of here."

She threw it down on the floor and in no time, the room was filled with smoke. Elise looked for the locks on the door. With all of her strength, she opened them up, and Kellerman, of what he could see, saw that the mother of his child was stronger than any man he saw. In no time, the doors were open and Kellerman and Elise were running towards the group. Elise looked at the group. There was a lot more there than when she left.

"Oh my."

Elise walked over to them and saw that Veronica, Nick, LJ, Olivia, Lorena, the mob guys, and the rest of her Division were there.

"Well, I guess the gang's all here."

They all nodded, and T-Bag said, "I guess so."

"Well, would you guys call this little expedition we had?"

They all looked at each other, and then a voice spoke up. It was a deep amn's voice, and Elise knew who it was. She looked at who it was coming from.

"Well, since this operation was to try and get an innocent men out from the chair, then, we should call it 'Operation of Innocence'. Don't you think, Elisabeth Anne?"

Elise looked at Desmond, and for the first time, tears of happiness came to her eyes, and she ran into her father's arms.

"I thought you were dead…"

Desmond shook his head into his daughter's head. After thrity years, it would really get to you. Tears came to his eyes, and he held his only daughter into his arms.

"After thirty years, I really owed it to you." He wiped away her tears, and smiled down at her. "Listen, we have to go. There is another operation we have to take care of. I'll see you later. I promise."

Desmond called the troops, and with one last look, he gazed at his daughter, with a smile, and yelled,

"I'm very proud of you, Elisabeth! You don't know how much!"

And, with one last wave and one last smile, until another time, Elise saw her father leave again, but this time, she understood the reason for him leaving. When she was three, she didn't know. But, now, she did.

Elise then turned to the original group, with a new addition, and wiped away the tears. She tried to look fine, and clear her throat, but, she finally broke down. The guys soothed her and told her everything was gonna be fine. They knew that she loved her father. The one time while in Fox River, upon hearing of her father's alleged death, she didn't leave her cell for a week. The C.O.s would have to forcefully get her out of the cell, so she wouldn't get herself sick from being upset.

After a few more minutes, she finally composed herself, and stood straight out. She looked at the guys, and looked ashamed.

"There's no reason to be ashamed, Elise," Lincoln said, "If you let out your feelings more often, it will make you a stronger person."

"Really?" Elise asked, while wiping her tears away. Lincoln nodded, and received a smile from Elise. T-Bag walked over to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek. She leaned into his neck and sighed. Then, she walked over to Veronica.

"How did you find out that?"

"Agent Danny Hale told me, before he was shot by him." Veronica pointed to Kellerman, and Elise looked at him. But, instead of glaring at him, she smiled.

"You fit into our lot very well. But, you will not betray us, right?" Kellerman shook his head. The other guys looked at her, and as did Elise's DRS soldiers. Kellerman smiled nervously and didn't say a word. All of them knew that there was one day more until all would be good.