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Chapter Four

Thirty-five minutes later they stood out on the beach, walking along the lines of birds they'd be dispensing the medicine with, Jamie waked behind her, while Clem held Mitch's hand, with Henry at her side. "You did this," Clem whispered in awe.

Mitch looked back at his friends and smiled, "We did this." His thoughts went to Chloe, "All of us."

Abe moved over to one of the birds, Dariela at his side, "They're friendly, perfectly normal." Dariela whispered.

"It has been a long time since I've animals behave as an animal should," Abe whispered smiling.

Done of the scientists handed a remote to Mitch, "This will activate the release switch on all the cages at once, and there are seven launch points around the island," Mitch looked at the remote tentatively. He couldn't quite shake the feeling something wasn't right, but this was the moment they'd been waiting for.

"I wish Chloe were here," Jamie whispered.

Jackson smiled as he wrapped an arm around Jamie and pulled her close, "Chloe would've loved this day more than anything, seeing the animals and the world back to the way it was."

The team smiled sadly, Clem was the one who broke the silence, "Well, what are you waiting for? Push it already!" she grinned.

The group chuckled, as Mitch hit the button, slowly the doors all opened and they watched as every last bird left their cages and filled the air flying out. Mitch held his daughter tight, gripping Jamie's hand. Jamie leaned her head against Mitch's shoulder. "Would you like to go back to Maine with us?"

Jamie looked over at him, surprised and grinned, "Yeah…yeah I would love that. If it's okay with Clem?"

Clem grinned, "Sure!"

"Good, can we get out of here then?" He asked chuckling.

Jamie chuckled and dialed Trotter, stepping away from the group enough to hear, "Trotter, it's done. Let's get the plane and go back to the mainland."

"We can't," he replied, "Air space has been closed."

"What? Where?"

"Everywhere."

Jamie started connecting the dots, and then looked at Mitch, "They're dropping the gas! The Noah objective is still on! They've cleared airspace. The planes are in the air!" she ranted as she hurried to them.

Mitch's head snapped up from his daughter to the people he'd been working with…hell working for, "You said you took care of the Noah Objective." Almost instantly a gun was raised, towards they, Mitch grabbed his girls and brought them behind him to protect them. "We just released the cure! The gas is gonna kill all the animals, Mansdale!" he growled, realizing his daughter's life was in danger.

"The planes are doing exactly what they're meant to do. Take them!" Hands suddenly grabbed them; Mitch started fighting as he saw his daughter being dragged away.

"No! No! Don't you touch her!" he screamed as his little girl started screaming and fighting as well. Before he could fight much longer he was hit on the head with the butt of the gun, stars danced in his vision, before he was kicked in the back, pain exploding as he fell to the sand, losing consciousness from the agony alone.

"DADDY!" she screamed.

"Take her back to the base, we don't hurt children, tell your friend. We'll wait until she's older before we begin the brainwash."

"Clem!" Jamie screamed as they were all dragged away, the poor girl and Henry on their own with the Shepherds. Mitch fought, right until he received a swift knee to the gut, and dropped to the ground like a ton of weights, he bent his ankle slightly and felt pain explode at the end of every single nerve.

"Mitch?" Jamie and Jackson reached for their friend but continued to be dragged along as he was wrenched to his feet, crying out again in more pain before being pulled along with them.

"Clem, where's Clem," he whispered, grimacing as he tried to pretend the pain wasn't tearing him apart. A sweat had broken across his forehead, he felt shaky and his heart was pounding and he felt nauseas.

"Mitch, are you all right?" Jamie asked as they were pushed into a dark cavern with a cage at the back.

"I…I," he was struggling to stay conscious; something was wrong, more wrong than just a knee to the gut and a wrench of the ankle. "I think something's wrong?" he whispered as he reached for his ankle.

"Logan?" Abe questioned as he spotted the figure making his way out of a small crevice in the rock walls.

"We, we have to get to Clem, they dropped the gas…she only has 12 hours," he whispered, his thoughts suddenly felt disconnected and disjointed. His head was pounding, ears ringing. His mind was racing but he wasn't sure towards what.

Sires began blaring in the cave, Logan began to try and back away, "No, no,no,no, it's feeding time again," he whispered. "That gate opens and they come in here. This is their food bowl!" Logan explained.

Dariela didn't like Logan, but she trusted him enough to see fear, "As soon as that gate opens, I say we run like hell."

Jackson nodded, "That's crux the southern cross, which means south is that way," he explained.

Abe nodded, "As well as the Shepherd compound and the plane." He moved over to one of the metal walls and began to bend one of the large metal sticks until it broke in his hands. "We will need to protect ourselves."

"Logan, give me your arm," Jackson ordered coming close.

"No!" Jamie shouted as Logan agreed it was the best idea ever. "He'll slow us down."

"No more than Mitch, I'm afraid," Abe said as he gripped his friend's waist and they hurried down the cavern together.

They hurried out of the cavern, hearing the growling from all around, Mitch forced himself to keep pushing, despite each agonizing step. He could feel sweat soaking his midsection. He'd known his injuries were infected. "You are not well, Mitch," Abe spoke quietly enough that only his friend heard him.

"I have to find my daughter," he hissed through clenched teeth.

"We're in section K," Dariela whispered in horror as they came to the other side of a large electrified fence.

"What's Section K?" Jamie asked.

"The mistakes," Abe answered.

All eyes were on them, "They have mistakes?!"

"Apparently," before anything more could be said the fence opened and a jeep full of men appeared, "Free, stay where you are!" one of them demanded.

Before they could advance any further the growling behind them emerged, horrific looking wolf hybrids attacked the men before them. Abe grimaced as he watched them being eaten alive and dragged away. He was momentarily distracted, that Mitch moved away from him and began to drag himself towards the jeep.

For the first time in daylight the team got a look at their leader and doctor, he was soaked in sweat, and not from exertion. His pallor had gone from pale to almost gray. "Mitch—" Jackson took a step towards him.

"We have to get to Clem!" he shouted, his whole world was spinning out of control; he was stuck between needing to hurl and blacking out.

"The Shepherds could be on the plane," Abe also stepped forward as the rest of the team piled into the jeep.

Mitch shook his head, "She's my little girl," the whisper was filled with fear and concern.

"We will find her, come my friend," Abe assured him, getting him into the back seat with the others.

They arrived back at the airplane, despite clearly not feeling well, Mitch rushed into the plane as quickly as he could, Jackson following him, with Jamie and Logan right behind them. Abe and Dariela took their guns and went to check the rest of the plane.

Abe lead them as they walked towards the bedrooms, both jumping when Trotter stepped out, gun drawn, looking terrified. "Oh thank god it's you," he whispered, "Maggie," he called, she stepped out of his room, looking equally terrified. "We've been hiding under our bunks for hours."

"What happened?"

"Your Shepherd friends took everything back to their lab, and then all hell broke loose," Trotter explained as they headed into the lab.

Only to find a frantic Mitch, "It's all gone, all the serum, all the animals," his hands shook, hell his whole body was shaking.

Maggie could see Mitch was struggling to remain standing, but Logan had immediate wounds that needed tending to, and Mitch didn't look ready to sit down despite how awful he felt. "Sit up here, love," she told Logan.

"Mitch, I know the serum cured me, but it killed my father. Are you sure it's safe for Clem?" Jackson asked, trying to calm his frantic friend.

"The drug that Reiden gave Clem is a neuroprotectant. It'll stop the side effects of the serum," he hurt so bad, but his daughter needed him.

"I need to take a look at you once I'm done with this one," Maggie said pointing to Logan, who hissed in pain as she began cleaning his wounds.

"I have to find Clem," he argued, "We aren't going anywhere until I find her and that serum," he affirmed.

"Mitch, maybe you should sit down," Jamie tried.

"Don't you get it!" He shouted, slamming his fist into the table, "She's out there! They took my baby! I couldn't protect her!" he yelled.

Jamie put her hands up in defense, "I know, I know. We aren't going to leave her, I promise. But you're clearly sick and in pain. Let Maggie look you over."

"Mitch, we'll find a way into the bunker, as soon as we do we'll fill you in, I promise," Dariela soothed.

Mitch looked from one woman to the other, he must have realized this wasn't a fight he would win because he deflated and nodded. He would conserve his energy, let them have their way. Then as they left he'd sneak out behind them. He wasn't abandoning his child again. He wasn't.