AN: As always, thanks for the reviews! :D
The Clone glanced at Connor, his eyes beginning to adjust to the darkness, and bit his lower lip.
"This wasn't the original plan for your rescue." He admitted. Connor looked at him in surprise, hand on the wall falling still as he paused.
"What?" The cloned looked sheepish.
"The plan was for us to enter, for Abby to hide, and for meself to meet Helen as if I were still under her orders. Abby would then rescue you whilst I distracted Helen. However, when we arrived, all of the lights were out, and Helen was not where she had told me she would be. We became lost, and then separated." The clone was just as anxious as, if not more so than, the real Connor, over Abby. He was worried that she would meet Helen.
"Okay." Connor started walking again, hand trailing along the wall. The Clone was finding the halls more familiar now that his eyes were more adjusted to the darkness, and with the real Connor beside him he was a bit more confident in finding Abby. "Was it just happy accident you found me, or...?" Connor added after a few seconds.
"There's a sort of... link. As if you were a homing beacon for me, to find where you are. I must have subcionsciously followed that to your cell." Connor seemed to digest that information easily enough
"Helen Cutter" Abby said calmly, without turning around to face the woman. Abby had managed to hide how startled she'd been, faking nonchalance in her acknowledgement of Helen's presence.
"I'm quite surprised to see you here, but I can make this work. Clearly my Clone has failed; I'll regret destroying him later." Helen said, and Abby could almost hear the smirk in the woman's voice, just as easily as she could tell that Helen did not really regret that at all. She didn't answer Helen's goading words. "I might add that there is a Taser in my hand, and I'd prefer it if you were conscious." For what, Abby had no idea, but she didn't want to be tasered, so she reluctantly turned, glaring at Helen. The woman waved the sparking device in her hand.
"Good. Now, start walking."
Connor suddenly pulled the Clone aside, yanking him out of the main hall and into an alcove. He put a hand over his duplicate's mouth when the clone started protesting, and he slowly fell silent.
A few seconds later, two Cleaner Clones passed by, stomping and looking forwards, not glancing into the alcove but walking right through the spot they'd been standing in moments ago. Connor waited a few measures of heartbeats, until he was sure that the Cleaner Cloens were far enoguh away, and then released the clone, who smiled sheepishly at Connor.
"Thank you. I did not remember Helen's other clones, and I'm glad tha' you did."
"No problem. C'mon, we've got to find Abby!" Connor replied, grabbing the Clone's hand and taking off at a run. The clone nodded, and started running as well.
TBC
