Annie POV

We all stood there, Lucas beside me to my right, Lila standing dressed lavishly in the door frame, shaking her finger at me. She clicked her tongue as she came towards me slowly, her heels clicking against the floor.

I let my arms fall down to my side, palms ready to bring death if need be, and I stood my ground. She saw my gesture, and giggled at me like I was some sort of play-acting child.

'Oh sweetie, that's not going to be of much use here and now.', she said warmly, taking her hand and running it up under my chin, looking me in the eyes. Instinctively, I pulled my hand up quickly, attempting an offense with the knife.

She quickly disarmed me, and my face grew red in frustration and slight embarrassment.

'Honestly, Annie?', she questioned, smirking. I made no reaction, but stared her dead in the eyes coldly. Or I tried to, anyway. Her eyes made me shiver, lined with deep black liner, making them wildly intimidating.

'I really thought we had started to break you down, Annie, but I guess I was wrong.'

'You can't break me.' I spit at her. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, silent for a moment. I breathed in her face, which was ever so close to mine. Too close for comfort.

'Don't tempt me, sweetie.' she whispered. 'We have so very many methods.'

Her eyes drifted to the tube I had sent the parcel down. She clicked her tongue, then looked back at me.

'You're really a sneaky little thing, aren't you?'

'It doesn't take much to get past a guard as easy as Marta.', I shot back, dripping with sarcastic flair.

She shrugged slightly. 'Fair point.'

The eyes went back to the tube. 'But, seeing as Five Hargreeves and the entire funky bunch will inevitably be here before long to commence some overly-dramatic proto-heroic rescue, I'm going to have to find some way to put a hitch in their plans.'

'You can't stop them.', I spit. 'They'll be here sooner than you even realize. And you can't stop them once they're here. You're a goner, Lila Pitts.', I said with confidence.

She smiled at me. 'Maybe I can't stop them from coming,' she whispered, touching my face lightly. 'But perhaps I can keep them from actually wanting to bring you home once they get here.'

I scoffed.

'Oh, what're you gonna do, brainwash me?'

She shrugged, looking up at the ceiling, seemingly contemplating her choices. 'That's a viable option.'

After a couple moments of her thinking, mister flirtation showed up in the doorway, suave as ever.

'Hey mom.' he said, nonchalantly as he propped himself up smoothly against the frame.

'Felix, dear.' Lila responded, not looking at him, but continuing in her deep thought.

'How'd you get out?', he questioned me, smiling with a friendly edge.

'I'm just that good, I guess.', I said, tempted to smile back at him.

'Called it.'

Lila's face lit up immediately after our words ended. She looked at Felix, and then back at me.

'I've got it!', she said, grinning hugely. Felix looked confused. 'You've got what?'

'My super-duper horrible punishment for breaking out, apparently.', I said, folding my arms in front of my chest. Felix raised his eyebrows and looked at his mom, waiting for her to explain. He crossed his arms as well, knowingly or unknowingly mimicking my body language.

'How have I not thought of this before?', she said, smiling exuberantly at both of us. Felix's eyes grew wide and he shook his head, worried at his mother's maniacal state. 'This is perfect!'

'What's perfect?', Felix and I questioned at the same time. We met eyes. 'Jinx.', he mouthed to me, smiling. I corner smiled back.

'I know exactly how I'm going to punish you. And at the same time, make bringing you back home heartily undesirable.', she explained, laughing hysterically.

I widened my eyes, shaking my head at her, impatient with her lack of explanation.

'Isn't it obvious?', she said, practically choking on her own laughter. 'You're going to marry my son!'

'WHAT?!'

'WHAT!?'

Five POV

Our entire family sat around the kitchen table in the basement of the Manor, phones gathered around trying to use any measure of tracking technology possible to locate Annie.

Klaus paced around the room like a nervous cat, chewing his nails, and my wife tried to calm him down unsuccessfully. Quinn, Joan, Kai, and Lewis contemplated amongst themselves. Allison was making food for all of us while Luther called around to see if anyone had seen her around with the mystery man, whom Klaus claimed to know.

Vanya sat next to Diego who was in full-on rescue mode now. Intent, focused, angry.

And Roman. I pitied him right now. He sat in a chair in the corner, scrolling through his phone and bouncing his leg with anxiety. He was trying to hide his worry, but it wasn't working. He was pale, refused to eat, and wouldn't speak to any of us. I completely understood how he felt. I remember when Dolores was taken from me, the time I spent not knowing if she was safe, or even if she was alive or not. It's a sickening feeling.

I stepped over to him slowly, one hand in the pocket of my pants, one hand grasping the handle of my coffee cup. He looked up at me slowly as I stood in front of him. I nodded down at him.

'You're going to get her back.' I said, reassuringly. He bit his lip, shaking his head, making his curls flow around his head. 'She's going to be okay.'

'I swear, whenever I have her in my arms again, I'm never leaving her side again.', he said, clicking his phone off and burying his head in his hands. Quinn came over, seeing her brother's distress, and crouched down beside him, rubbing his back. I half smiled, and walked off. He was in better hands now.

I drained the last bit of my coffee from the mug, walking back to the pot to pour another cup.

'Fresh pot. Just made it.', Allison said, closing up a bread bag with the tie. I nodded to her as I poured some more. 'Thanks sis.'

And as I took the first sip, a familiar zooming noise rang through the room, coming from the cabinet in front of me.

Haven't heard that in a long time.

I furrowed my brows, confused. Why was the commission contacting me? Hadn't I made it clear that I was done with them?

Allison eyed me, confused, and I shrugged as I opened the cabinet door to see that the familiar sound was exactly what I suspected it to be.

Like old times, I removed the capsule from the tube, screwing the lid off, pulling a slip of paper from it.

I let my eyes scan over the words, and firmly set my cup of coffee down on the bar in front of me, turning to the family.

'Found 'er.'