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Oliver's POV

Finding Zach Eden at the clock tower wasn't hard. The man had taken his words to heart. If you're going to hide do it somewhere up high. When people are looking for someone up is the last place they look.

As he and Al Sayf approached he could see movement in the tower. Zach was definitely in there. Oliver could only hope his man was in a good state of mind. Otherwise it would get real messy real fast.

He said to the alpha, "Stay here. If you come with me, it will set Charlie on edge."

The older man gave him a look that said he was insane. Oliver however didn't wait for him to respond. He went into the clock tower. The floor creaked and he could smell the other's scent. It held fear and anger. He knew he was being hunted but not why or by who.

Moving to the the stairs he called out, "Charlie! It's Delta I'm coming up."

Quietly but swiftly he made his way up the stairs. When he came to the top of the stairs he found a gun in his face. Instinct kicked in and he grabbed the gun. Twisting it counter clockwise he kicked out at the man's leg.

If the one he was fighting wasn't a Medusan, it would have worked. Instead a responding kick hit his open right side. Delta didn't even wince at the strike. He chose to slam his shoulder into his opponent.

They grappled from there. Both men trying their best to keep a hold of the gun. Grey eyes met grey. The older man's widened with surprise as he recognized the one fighting.

He asked his voice hoarse, "Delta? Is thag really you? I thought someone was trying to get in my head again. Damn doctors won't leave me be."

Delta held up his hands, releasing the gun and said, "I know the feeling. Now put that away before one of us gets shot."

Charlie blinked for a moment confused. Then he realized what Delta meant and obeyed. No one disobeyed him unless they had a death wish. The gun was holstered at the man's hip. Then he began to examine the omega in front of him. Delta for his part relaxed allowing his man to take in his appearance. It had not been too long since they last saw each other. Charlie had been one of the first of their team to come back. Delta had been the last, insisting that his men make it home before him.

Before anything else could be said Charlie's eyes narrowed. He said with a low growl, "You were followed."

Al Sayf's voice said from the shadows, "Actually he wasn't. They found you on their own. I however came with him."

It was only Delta's hand on the other's arm that kept the gun from being drawn again. League of Assassins, he swore they were trying to get themselves shot. What a bunch of morons.

He turned so that he could look out the window, while keeping a grip on his man. SCPD was in fact outside and they did not look happy. His sharing of information put his man in danger. Neither Charlie, or any of his men would go down without a fight. It was not in their nature.

A familiar face was down there as well. A face he would not want to get caught in the crossfire if this came down to a firefight. Detective Quentin Lance. Despite everything he put the family through he still cared about them.

He inquired to Al Sayf, "Is there a way we can get around them? Or are we stuck?"

The assassin have a slightly chuckle as he replied, "You may be stuck, but I am not."

So there was a way out. However the alpha would not show them. That would mean they would have to find their own way out, fast.

Charlie asked his voice hardening, "Tell me you have a plan, Delta. I will not go back to that hospital."

Delta spotted snipers entering positions to find a shot. While the police wanted to take them alive. They would risk taking any chances. As he pulled away from the window and out of the line of sight something caught his eyes. An edge just wide enough for someone to toe their way across. Most buildings had them all across the perimeter. It would be tricky but no more so than jumping out of a helicopter in the middle of a typhoon. He replied with a feral grin, "I have a plan."

Charlie groaned causing the alpha to give him a sharp look, "Oh no. I know that look, Delta. The last time you had that look we spent three weeks making the treck back to camp. With an injured man."

Delta shrugged as he replied, "As Echo would say. A plan is a plan."

"Echo! Isn't here, Delta! Delta are you listening to me?!"

That was true. Delta's second in command was God only knew where. In times past he wouldn't consider doing an operation without the Frenchman. This however wasn't an operation but an escape attempt. Unless the police had an ace up their sleeve, then his plan would work.

It was not meant to be however. In that moment as they began to look around the backside of the top floor his phone rang. Pulling it from his pocket he recognized the number. Panov... That meant the detectives had called him. Great...

He answered it coldly, "Panov... What is going on out there?"

Panov's soft spoken voice replied back, "Well that answers that question. Delta, your man is not in any danger here. Let's talk about this rationally."

Delta snapped back, "I won't let you take, Charlie. He doesn't deserve a life in a cage. He's a good man who did what was necessary just like the rest of us. What we had to do to survive."

Even if it meant going against the doctor and Alex. Alex was the entire reason he ended up in Tam Quan. Without him, David would still be a lost soul. Losing his wife and unborn child made him lose his mind.

Panov said gently, "You don't have to do this, Delta. We will look after Mr. Eden. If you run however both of you will be detained."

Delta and Oliver fought for control over the same body. One wanted to listen to the doctor. The other wanted to take his man and run. Wills of both men were stronger, stronger than the will of one in a single body.

One look at Charlie was what made his decision. He could not abandon the one he swore to protect. If Charlie couldn't live his life, what was the point of making the deal with the assassins. There wasn't a point if his friend could not live his life.

Delta said softer this time the edge no longer in his tone, "You will only lock him up again. He's one of my men and I have to protect him. Even if it means going against you."

He heard Panov sigh and Charlie move up next to him. The older man glanced at him. If they were going to leave it had to be now. Otherwise the police would close in. They were poorly equipped to go against the entire police by themselves. One weapon between them it would be a short fight.

Panov said resolutely, "I'm coming in, Delta. Don't shoot me."

Delta could feel the blood drain from his face. Panov was coming in? What would cause the careful doctor to take a chance like that? The line went dead before he could ask.

Footsteps could be heard as the door opened below them. There was only one set. Delta knew it had to be Panov and that he was alone. The police were good, he would give them credit. However sneaking up on a Medusan operative was not easy. Nor was it advised by anyone.

Panov appeared a few moments later his hazel eyes taking in the scene. Charlie was moving nervously away from the doctor. Delta was fighting with himself. One side was thankful that the man was there. It meant they had a chance to get out of here. Not in handcuffs or being on the run. The other part was annoyed at the fighting inside of him. It wanted to leave the consequences be damned. Al Sayf stood off to one side watching them with amusement.

The two personalities compromised. Delta took a step away from the doctor but made no move towards the exit. He could see that Charlie was having the same internal battle. Neither truly wanted to hurt the doctor. They just wanted to be free and live their lives. Was that so wrong?

Panov was wearing his usual attire excluding the jacket. There wasn't a single bulge that could indicate a weapon. Not that he thought the man would have one. Panov hated weapons. Always thought he could talk himself out of a fight. It was something that Oliver and Delta both admired about the doctor. There were people in the world that could talk themselves out of situations.

What was most surprising however was that he wasn't wearing a bullet proof vest. It was something that he would have thought that the police would insist on. To Delta it was a show of trust in both his patients.

Charlie said his eyes never leaving the doctor, "We have to go, Delta. If we stay here, the police outside will come up. We can't take them all alone. Not even you are that good."

If it was still Tam Quan he would have agreed with his man. Back then he had nothing to lose with running. If he ran now however he would lose his family. A family he just regained.

It was not Tam Quan any longer however. He had something to lose and gain. People that would be hurt if he disappeared again. Not to mention having to run from the League of Assassins as well. That was not something he deluded himself into thinking he could do for long. They would catch up to him and he would die.

Panov said his eyes going between the two Medusans, "Leaving will not make your lives go back to normal. You will be hunted by the police and by the CIA. You both know this. That's why you are so hesitant to leave."

Not for the first time Delta cursed the observant doctor. This was not going at all like he thought. His life could not be a simple one.

Delta snapped his temper finally making its appearance, "What would you have us do, doctor? They want Charlie locked up. For what? Because he was one of seven men on my team. A team that saved more lives in Tam Quan than any other. Without him or Echo we would not have been able to do it. I will not abandon one of the few people who knew what a hell that place was."

"Delta," came Charlie's soft voice.

The beta had not heard him speak like that in a long time. Normally when he spoke like that it was in the defense of Echo. Or he was justifying going back for someone.

Panov said his face grave, "I can only do so much to protect you both. Out of all of you, Mr. Eden was the second most sane. Your Frenchman was the most sane. It was Alex's decision to put Mr. Eden in my clinic. I'm not sure what his reasoning was for it. That man was just as many secrets as you do, Oliver."

Both Medusans exchanged glances. Delta knew where the doctor was coming from. Panov was doing the best he could for his patients. Others might judge him for it but he did what he could. Charlie wasn't the best fighter out of the group. He did need more protection than the rest of them.

Delta said realization hitting him, "Alex knew we were being hunted. Specifically Century Team 12. That's why he had us all in protected areas. Why Charlie was sent to a hospital when no one else was. Out of all of the team he was the worst fighter."

That would mean they were in the clear then. His deal would protect his team from those hunting them. Off to the side he saw Al Sayf nod approvingly.

Delta said softer now, "Then we no longer have to worry. I made a deal with them. As proof one is behind you Panov. Six months of my life in exchange for the lives of my men."

Panov and Charlie both turned to look at the assassin. The alpha shrugged and said, "The deal was made. I'm just here to make sure he doesn't try something stupid. He has a week to get his affairs in order before he is expected to leave."

Panov asked his voice soft and soothing, "Are you okay with this, Oliver? You will be leaving your family behind again. I won't be able to leave for extended periods of time either. You will be alone."

Oliver finally found the strength to push Delta away. Grey eyes became blue once more. They were clear of any confusion.

He replied in an equally soft voice, "I am. I will do whatever is necessary to protect those closest to me. If I don't eventually they would kill my team and one day me. I have made my choice. Now the choice is yours doctor. You can let Charlie live his life again away from the clinic. Or he can run and disappear."