Peter and Bryan knew what had to be done, and Constance and Rebecca agreed willingly to help as much as they could. "Alright, between us, we have three guns, and a hunting knife. Constance, Rebecca, and I should take the guns, Peter, you seem to have the most experience with this type of weapon, so you take the knife." Bryan came up with the most effective weapon arrangement that he could think of, and they divided up the weapons. "Alright, show time." They rounded the corner, and each took a deep breath.

When they stopped moving, they took in the situation. Looking around, there was a gun pointed at almost everyone. David and Susan were both at gunpoint and two more guns were pointed out at the four remaining infiltrators. "Alright, so, we could do this a couple of different ways, one person could shoot, then a chain reaction would start and everybody dies, or, you could give us Rebecca, and no one else gets hurt. Which do you choose?" asked the woman pointing the gun at David. This situation was a tight one, and no one knew what to do. Peter didn't want to give up Rebecca, but he didn't want every body else to die.

"If I give myself up, will you promise to leave everybody else alone?" asked Rebecca.

"Yes, yes, they will all go home just fine. They will never hear from us again."

"Alright, then I'll do it, let's just get this down with so that they can all go home." Rebecca started to walk towards them, but was stopped by Peter.

"Rebecca, please, don't do this, there has to be another way. I can't let you go again!" He pulled her into a kiss, but she broke it off.

"Peter, look around, there is no other way, they hold just as much power as we do, maybe more, ad this is the only way that this is going to work out. Please, just let this happen, it's the only way to save your sister, your best friends, and well, yourself." Rebecca released herself from Peter's grasp, and walked towards the others. Peter's eyes followed her all the way to the other say, as if pleading her to turn around, but she didn't. Hurt filled him, he loved his sister, and he loved Rebecca, and now he must lose one of them, he didn't see a way out.

"That's good, now keep moving, when you get half way, we'll let the girl go, and when you come all the way we'll let the boy go as well." Rebecca didn't falter, or begin to slow down, but kept moving towards the people keeping a confused, and slightly frightened Susan, and an angry, determined David, from being with their family. Keeping their promise, as she was half way across the room, the released Susan, who ran to the safety of her brother and his friends, thanking Rebecca tearfully as she passed. Peter knew that if Rebecca turned back now, that he would be happier, but that they would lose David, and Bryan shouldn't have to deal with that for Peter's happiness.

Rebecca crossed the rest of the way, and David was released as a gun was put to her head. She was scared, but everyone else was safe, and that was what mattered to her. They were all of the family she had, and if they died, and she survived, she would have no reason to be alive. She would go back to being unloved, but now knowing what it was like to be loved, that would be the hardest thing that she could have to do. "You get to watch her die now lover boy." The woman took the gun from one of the men, as if wanting to relish every moment of this pain for herself.

Susan screamed and turned to bury herself in David's chest, Constance looked away, tears filling her brown eyes. Pain filled Peter's heart, he wanted to die instead of her, and he took one look at Bryan, who read what Peter was thinking, and feeling. Before Peter could make any sort of movement to stop the shot from being made, he saw Bryan running towards Rebecca. The shock of the sudden movement caused the woman to turn her focus, and her gun to Bryan. Two shots were fired, and two bodies fell, and many heads looked to see who had fallen.

On the ground lay Bryan, and one of the other men, both bleeding furiously. Rebecca, catching her "captor" off guard was the first to reach Bryan, closely followed by Peter and David. "Bryan, why did you do that, you hardly know her, are you going to be alright?" asked Peter, checking to see where the bullet had struck, and found the source of blood to be coming from the right side of his chest. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, don't worry. I couldn't let her die, I saw the pain in your eyes, you love her, she means the world to you, and letting her die would kill you too. I couldn't let that happen. You can't lose her again, ever." Bryan didn't look pained but he looked tired and worn.

"Peter, I think we're losing him!" yelled Rebecca. Constance whirled around, she and David and Susan had been keeping a guard over the huddled group, ready to shoot anyone who came near them.

"No, we can't, Bryan, don't close your eyes, you can make it through this, we're going to get you out of here!" Peter lifted the weak body of his friend, and not caring about anything else, not the fact that he could easily be shot, ran out of the room. Rebecca advised all to follow him, and they all stood. Rebecca picked p the gun that Bryan had been holding, and had shot the other man with, and pointed directly at the woman.

"You sot an innocent person, and it's your turn to feel the pain that you have caused all of us." She fired, and caught the woman squarely in the stomach, then turned, and ran, not caring if the woman would survive or not. They made it back to the car in record time, Peter lay Bryan in the backseat, and they all squished in around him.

"Peter, David, it's too late to get him to the hospital, he's not going to make it." Susan knew what she was saying, it didn't look like Bryan was going to pull through.

"Bryan, talk to me, come on, you have to pull through, think of mom and dad, come on! Don't do this to me!" David kneeled next to his brother, and begged him not to go, but it was to late, Bryan eyes closed, and Susan couldn't find a pulse.

"David, he's gone, I'm sorry." Susan put her arm around David, and tried to comfort him. He pulled away, but she tried again, and this time, he didn't have the strength to fight her. He let her cradle him as he cried. Peter went to the front, and sat I shock, just staring out the window. Rebecca got in next to him, and put her hand on his shoulder, knowing that getting too close could pull a violent reaction from him. He surprised her, and fell into her arms, and hugged her harder then he ever had before.