Finally, Tom! A bit of everything, Tom and Anya; Landry; Abby, Greg and the others

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Tom faced the lights above him, eyes closed, going over Landry's job offer. He didn't want to work for anyone, especially not Landry, but this may be his only way out. Even if he did get out, what kind of life was there to lead anyway? He barely heard Landry's conversation with the guard through the intercom, but he thought he heard Landry say, "She?" Like everything, Tom thought this through methodically. Who could 'she' be? Did he even hear Landry correctly? He must have, why would he have sounded so surprised? Tom thought of Anya. He didn't like feeling confused about her. He wanted her, he knew that. He had never felt this strongly about anyone, she had a hold on him for sure but it was getting hard for him. She wanted him, he knew it, but she was always pulling back, away and Tom was….hurt. If he heard Landry right and it was a 'she' that breached the gates, could it remotely be Anya? It would have fit with Landry's tease about Anya going off on her own. Tom thought he was bluffing, but if she had…would she have made it here? Could she have gotten past a guard? He knew that Landry's threat to Anya's safety was real. But Tom wasn't convinced Anya would really leave the group. When they were all together at the country house and the group decided to go to Samantha's compound, Anya and Greg stayed behind, not because she wanted to leave the group, but because she trusted Abby's judgment of Samantha. She was happy when we all returned. She thinks she is stronger than she is and had told him more than once that she could take care of herself. What if she did leave Abby? What could she have been thinking? Why would she have done it?

He wouldn't dare to think further. He was on the brink of imagining that she would have done it for him and that kind of thinking would get him nowhere, fast.

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Landry was struggling to sit up. He no longer had the energy to hide his weariness. He was shiny with sweat, the pounding in his head was becoming unbearable, these things Miss Raczynski was saying were making the room fill with ghosts, they were coming for him and he no longer had the strength to fight them off.

"Where's Tom, Mr. Landry, where is he? Tell me, you must tell me" Anya's desperation was flooding her words now. "Please, I can't bear to lose another friend. Tell me where he is."

For a second, Landry looked at Anya and seemed to clam up, but his eyes shifted to just over her shoulder and terror came back to his face. "Two corridors down, in the testing lab…" Landry's face squeezed with agonizing pain and he clutched his chest.

Anya ran from the office and down the corridor. She opened several lab windows until she saw Tom. She fumbled with the card but as she got the door open, she heard footsteps in the hall.

Xxxx

Tom heard the door open. He didn't bother to shift his gaze. The tests were done, so it couldn't be the Bio Suits and Landry would not mind being silent for a moment. He was still in his thoughts about Anya. His thoughts were so vivid that he heard Anya's voice whisper his name.

"Tom, oh Tom! Are you ok?"

He definitely heard that and opened his eyes just in time to see Anya glance at him then quickly crouch along the wall next to the door. At the same moment, an armed guard, dressed in black, swung open the door. As he stepped into the room, Tom heard a sickening buzzing sound and the guard fell to the floor. Anya slid his legs in and shut the door. She ran to Tom and fumbled in her pockets for the keys and un-handcuffed him. As he sat up Anya threw her arms around Tom. He hugged her not clear about what was happening.

"How did you find me?"

"Long story, let's chat over dinner shall we?" Anya smiled at Tom and looked down at his hospital gown, then at the guard on the floor. "You would look good in black."

As Tom changed into the guard's clothing, Anya cuffed him to the table.

"Ok, we need a bit of a plan. This place is in the middle of nowhere. My car is too far and out of petrol. Unless you can fly…?"

Tom flashed a charming smile at Anya and held up the gun he took from the guard. "No, but if we can find the pilot, I can be very persuasive…"

Anya gave Tom a look but there was something…a minute change from her usual reaction to his 'ways'. He looked to the guard and said to Anya, "I'm guessing you didn't talk your way in here. And looks like you can work that Taser…"

Xxxx

Abby, Greg and the others had made some attempts at trying to decipher the words "Hope Never Dies" but had gotten nowhere. They realized that regardless of whether they figured out the meaning, they were out of supplies and needed to leave the lab. They gathered their things and left a note for Tom and/or Anya just in case either of them came back to look for them there.

Naj was upset as they packed their things in the truck. "You're not thinking of taking off on your own again, are you Naj?" asked Abby.

"There'll be nothing left of us if I do. I just don't understand why we can't just look for them. We looked for you and didn't give up, we didn't even know where you were. And Peter, you never gave up on Peter!"

"Naj, we will not give up. You left clues for me and I found you. I looked for clues to where Peter might be and we were lucky to find him. They aren't always easy to come by, but we will not give up, okay?"

Greg walked out, "That's the last of it. All set?"

"Why do we have to go to the coast? They won't be there." Naj was being persistent. It was difficult for him, as a boy, to see the bigger picture.

"Naj, we just don't have any idea where they might have gone. We'll keep trying to unlock the clue, but until then, Anya and Tom both know our plans were to head to the coast. That's where they will expect to look for us." Greg tried to explain.

"I don't want to leave. Al could stay with me." Naj was desperate.

"You okay Al?" Abby asked. She had a maternal look of concern on her face. Al was still raw from losing Sara.

"So much loss…." He looked up at Abby and Greg, but there was an intense look to him. "I won't give up and I won't let us give up either. We need to stick together. Anya and Tom have both saved us so many times. I don't even care about Tom killing people anymore…those people would have killed us if he didn't stop them. I know that now. Better him than me, I don't think I could stomach it. We all owe it to them to keep looking."

Greg gave Abby a stunned look. Al had never been an intense person and he was happy to let someone else take the lead, but his passion shook even Greg.

"Yes, we do owe them. But we haven't got a clue as to where they are. We don't even know which direction to head…" Greg pleaded.

"Well, we might. Think about it, there are no other planes to worry about and the pilot wouldn't want to waste petrol. He would have headed right in the direction they needed to go. You don't take a plane if the trip is short or easy so we know they are somewhere North. That was the direction the plane headed."

Abby looked at Greg. "We could head North for a couple of days, find a map and some supplies. My guess is that if it was better for them to fly, they must be at least 500 miles from here. Greg, was there any way to tell from the laptop? Any clues at all in there?"

"None, Landry cut the satellite connection last time we were on there. There are no traces."

Abby looked to the group. "Well, let's get supplies and a map and see what we can find."