AUTHOR'S NOTE: From here on out Cain will now be referred to as Kaine, and Able will be referred to as Benny by the narrator. The boys will only be called Cain and Able when they are being refreed to in a file, spoken to by the monks, or spoken to by anyone Centre related that is not Steve.

Beth Lizzie- I'm glad to have a new reader. And it thrills me to no end know that you went and read over 1000 pages of my work within the past month. As for the ending buckle up because it's going to be a long -and hopefully wild- ride.

Loveroffanfic- Sorry I can't answer that guess. But I can tell you it's a good one. As for splitting up the twins I've decided to take pity on the poor boys and let them stick together. As for Abel/Benny getting away here's the chapter in which you find out.

Phi4858- The boys will be freed maybe the next chapter maybe a bit longer. I can't say -although I may already have- because that would be giving stuff away. As for Pete's reeducation ...well I can't say too much about that yet either. I can tell you not to expect much "stubbornness" from the twins. They maybe Jarod and Morgan's children, but they aren't their older brothers and sisters. And Erik, well he kinda makes Mr. Lyle and Raines look like pretty cool guys. And he's already so close to breaking Jason and Jack, hell he's already taken their older brother away from them.

Oh and you most defiantly are a cool kid. And I could never get annoyed by one of my reviewer.

CHAPTER 11

SIBLING RIVALRY

October 30, 2010

8:21am

Isle of Carthis

Monastery

Benny trudged down the stone stairs of the monastery. A yoke across his shoulders a heavy wooden bucket filled with water from the well hung from each end of the yoke. Sweat poured down the young clone's back, dampening his bandages and mixing with the blood from the open wounds inflicted by Kaine the previous day. Benny's whole body ached, it was his fifth trip to get water and Benny had no idea how much longer he could last.

Benny knew he needed to get his bandages changed, blood would soon start to seep through his shirt, and ooze down his back. The boy was unable to think clearly, due to the jolt of pain that hit him with each steep he took. It hadn't been so bad earlier. Steve had given Benny some pills for the pain. The pills had effectively numbed Benny enough so that he could preform his morning chores. But the pills had begun to wear off as Benny was filling the buckets he now carried with water.

Benny wanted so bad to set his load down, and rest for a moment. But he knew that if he did he would be punished. So he continued on his way to the kitchens. It took him longer than the previous trips but Benny finally made it without passing out from the pain that surged from his body.

Benny sat the buckets on the cobblestone kitchen floor with a groan. He then very carefully touched his hand to his back. His shirt was damp and not from just sweat. Benny studied the blood on his finger tips and silently cursed. His wounds had reopened and blood had seeped through a half of an inch of gauze, his thermal shirt and the gray long sleeve shirt he wore over it.

"Brother Paul," Benny said addressing the monk slicing carrots fof the day's dinner.

"What is it boy?" The monk asked impatiently with his Scottish accent.

"May I change my bandages? They've bleed through," Benny stated.

"First ye'll get me other two buckets o' water. Then ya can tend yer wounds." Brother Paul told the boys. "If ya weren't a child o' the Devil ya wouldn't have received yer beatings. Ya should try to be a good Christian lad like yer brother. Accept God as yer savior and save yer soul."

"My soul doesn't need saving," Benny said between clenched teeth.

"What did you say to me lad?" Brother Paul asked angrily.

"You heard me. My soul need no saving," Benny repeated. He had grown tired of the constant badgering he had be forced to endure from the monks over the past years. And now with Benny and Steve leaving, Benny saw no reason to remain submissive.

"Ya listen t' me boy! I shall not suffer such indolence from ya! Now go and get me water," Brother Paul roared.

"Fine," Benny mutter and grabbed two empty pails and went to fetch more water, all the while cursing Brother Paul, the other monks, Kaine, and Father.

'Stupid monks, I can't wait to leave this hell hole,' Benny though bitterly as he primed the pump for water. His teeth chattered from the cold, and his fingers were numb by the time both buckets were filled. Winter had decided to come early to Carthis that year. It was only October and there were predicting snow the following week.

Benny entered the monastery for the sixth time that morning and began his decentto the kitchens.

"Little Able went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water. Abe fell down and broke his crown, and never got to find his predecessor." Benny gasped, before him stood Kaine on the landing, his lips curled in a sneer.

"L-looks like you don't know your nursery rhymes as well as your scriptures. Kaine," Benny said trying to shake the uneasy feeling that had come over him.

"Maybe not little brother, but I can hear. I know all about you and your little plan Benny. And I'm sorry to say I can't let you go. As much as I would enjoy you out of my life I can't have you foiling father's plans. I can't let you find them," Kaine said as he approached Benny. Benny could see the wild glint in his brother's blue eyes and it frightened him.

"What are you going to do Kaine, kill me?" Benny mocked. "Father will never forgive you. And killing me will never will never make you Father's favorite."

"We'll just have to see then, won't we?" Kaine hissed and plunged the dagger he had hidden in his sleeve into Benny's stomach. Benny gasped his blue eye's widened in shock, as he fell to his knees. The yoke he had been balancing on his shoulders fell and water cascaded down the stone steeps.

"Say hello to our whore of a mother when you meet her," Kaine whispered in Benny's ear and Benny fell to the floor.

"Benny," Came the echo of Steve's voice from the bottom of the stairs.

"That's my cue to leave. Goodbye Baby Brother," Kaine said and pressed a kiss to Benny's forehead as he pulled the dagger out of Benny's stomach. Benny let out a scream of pain. Kaine laughed as he wiped the blood off of his dagger on to Benny's shirt. Kaine then ascended the stairs before Steve caught him.

Steve had left the kitchen in search of Benny. The sweeper had been in town and managed to charter a privet boat to get Steve and Benny to the mainland. As Steve climbed the stairs he noticed a stream of water flowing down the stone steeps.

"Benny did you spill your buckets?" Steve muttered to himself, shaking his head. Steve then noticed that the water was tinted red. The sweeper's heart began to race.

"Benny!" Steve yelled as he raced up the stair fearing the worse. Steve reached the landing to find Benny's sprawled body amidst the two wood buckets and wooden yoke, lying in a pool of blood and water.

Steve snaked to his knees.

October 30, 2010

8:42am

Outskirts of New Mexico

"He did what?" Ethan asked his wife for the third time.

"He ran away, my guess to search for Peter, Zane, and Gabriel," Sara repeated. "He took

one of his many passports under which alias I don't know. Remind me again whose idea it was to allow the children to have so many passports," Sara said voice heavy with sarcasm. "He also liberated about one thousand dollars in euros, and a credit card with a 10,000 dollar limit, which one I can't tell you because we have so damn many of them, each of which is registered to a different name, which means we wont even find out where he's used the card until we get the bill a month down the road."

"Wonderful," Ethan sighed. "I'm going to try and call his cell and see if he answers. If I learn anything, on Adam, or the other boys, I'll call and let you know."

"Alright. Ethan listen, don't yell at him. Adam just wants to help. He feels responsible for what has happened," Sara told her husband

"I know," Ethan replied. "I love you."

"Love you too, Logan, Kay and Kale send their love as well."

"So do Jake and Rach," Ethan told Sara.

"Love you Mom," Jake and Rach said upon hearing their names. Ethan heard his wife sigh over the phone.

"What's wrong?" Ethan asked her.

"I just want for this whole thing to be over, and for our family to be back together again." Sara said softly.

"It will be soon I promise." Ethan said and ended the call. Sara would yell at him about it later. Ending the call in the middle of a conversation was a bad habit Ethan had picked up from Jarod over the years.

Ethan then proceeded to dial Adam's cell. He hit the button for speaker phone, and placed the cell in it's holder, so that he would have both hands free to drive. The phone ranged three times before Adam answered.

"Hi Dad," Adam said wincing.

"Adam Edward Russell have you completely lost your mind?

"No Dad I'm pretty sure it's still there. Most of it anyway," Adam replied, making Ethan angrier.

"Just what in the hell where you thinking?" Ethan growled into the phone. Jake and Rachael exchanged bemused glances. Adam was normally the son that never got into trouble.

"Well Dad I was thinking I should assist in the search of my family," Adam said getting angry himself.

"Adam I want you to return to the safe house now," Ethan told his son.

"No Dad. I need to do this. I may not be a psychic, or have an inner sense, or be a top class pretender like everyone else, but I know in my gut that I'm doing the right thing." Ethan regained his composure remembering that Sara had said not to yell at Adam.

"Where are you even going to? Do you have any clue as to where the boys are being held."

"I'm going to where Kay and Kale told me to go." Adam replied. He heard his father take deep breaths on the other end of the phone and Jake and Rachael in the background try their best not to laugh.

"You are following information given to you by your one year old brother and sister," Ethan said slowly.

"Yes."

"Your one year old brother and sister," Ethan repeated.

"Yes." Adam said a grin crossing his face. Now he understood why Jake and Rachael enjoyed driving their father crazy.

"Let me guess you're following the twins advice because they know where the boys are being held."

"Dad I never said that I was searching for Pete, and the twins," Adam said. "Listen Dad I gotta go. They just called my plane. I'll call when I land. Don't worry about me. Pete and the twins are the ones in danger. I-I love you Dad," Adam said and terminated the call and turned off his phone before Ethan had a chance to respond.

Adam didn't want for his father to call him and try to have someone trace his signal. Adam wouldn't put it past his father to do such a thing. Ethan was an overprotective father, and with the boys missing he had become more so if possible.

"Final call for boarding flight 250," Came the chipper voice over the intercom. Adam shoulder his bag and made his way to the boarding gate.

'Ireland here I come,' Adam thought with a sigh.

"Dad breath," Jake told his father. Ethan was griping the steering wheel, his knuckles were white, his lips set in a tight line.

"I can't believe he left the safe house. And at Kay and Kale's heeding. They're a year old for Christ sakes."

"I can believe it," Rachael spoke from beside her father. "Hell it's about time Ad's done something spontaneous. He was making the rest of us look bad."

"Rachael Sasha Russell this is not funny. Your twelve year old brother has placed himself in serious danger."

"Why is it that every one thinks that just because Ad is twelve he is incapable of doing anything on his own. Adam is not dumb. Just because he was young when the Centre was brought down doesn't mean that he didn't know what was going on. Ad knows how to keep a low cover, and how to stay off of Centre radar," Jake said defending his younger brother's actions.

"He's twelve Jacob," Ethan reiterated.

"So. I was eight years old when I led eight other children form Blue Cove to North Carolina. Granted I had a little help from Angelo. But still it was no small feat especially due to the fact that the Centre was still very much active at the time. Not to mention, Alley was thirteen when she escaped the Centre and made it to Charlottesville. Dad just have faith in Adam. Who knows the kid might just have a clue on what he needs to do," Jake said.

Ethan sighed. He was tired and with Adam running off it added more problems then Ethan felt ready to deal with. The search group was in their third day of traveling. The day prior the group had logged sixteen and a half hours on the road. They had stopped for the night in Moriarty, New Mexico. Sam, Jeremiah, Greg, and Lissa had stayed behind awaiting the package Bobby had sent. Ethan hoped that there would be no need for the package, and that the boys would be in Scottsdale.

Ethan glanced at the clock. It was just shy of nine. He and the others still had nine hours of driving ahead of them before they reached Scottsdale. Ethan silently prayed that when the boys were found that they would be safe and unharmed.

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Up Next: Father arrives at the monastery to deal with Kaine. The group reaches Scottsdale but the question is are the boys there. And Adam reaches Ireland.