Mike moved toward the chaos as everyone else ran away from it. He could see a few Koreans that must have come from the tour bus looking at each other, a backpack on each of their backs. "Hey!" Mike yelled, going to his gun. They moved even closer to the gates, scaring Mike even more. April was in that house. If they blew it up, she would be dead. "Hey!" He tried again, but they still didn't listen. Mike finally pulled his gun all the way out, pointing it in their direction. "Get the fuck down!"
He tried to pull the trigger to his backpack when Mike shot him point blank. He couldn't stop the other guy, though. He went and pulled the trigger, Mike trying to get away as fast as possible, but he was still caught in the explosion, sending him flying in the air and slamming on the sidewalk.
Mike's ears were ringing as his body ached. He rolled onto his side, looking up to the window where he last saw April, but she was no longer there. Panic began to set in his body knowing that he had to get in there and none of these sons of bitches were gonna get in the way of him saving her.
On the White House lawn, chaos broke out. South Korean officials were killing everyone trying to help and more people came up with guns as a full on battle broke out. Mike moved to his radio, signaling for help, but the radio had suffered too much damage from the explosion. He threw it to the side, rendering it useless.
More Secret Service agents flooded out of the White House, but they were just going down like flies. Mike was still set on one thing. Getting in the White House and saving April. He moved to his gun, picking it up and getting up all his strength to stand up and move towards the house.
Ben was running his hand through his hair as he moved to the Prime Minister, trying to be as calm as he could in this situation. "Mr. Lee, we've had a problem. Please have patient with us."
O'Neil then approached the two. "Mr. President?"
"Yes?"
O'Neil turned to look at Mr. Lee and then moved his head for him to follow away from the Prime Minister. Once he was sure they were about two feet away from them, he began talking in a low whisper. "It's a critical message. The White House is under ground attack."
Ben looked up to him in panic, not sure what to say or do. "O'Neil," he began in a petrified voice. "April and Conner are out there."
April ran though the walls, trying to find Conner. She didn't want to yell in fear that the terrorists had made it into the house, but she was starting to get panicked. He wasn't where she told him to go. If anything had happened to him while she wasn't with him, she would never be able to forgive herself. That's when she stopped, a hand going to her side as she tried to catch her breath. "Conner," she whispered. "Where the hell are you?"
That's when she looked down, noticing a rock, giving her an idea. She picked it up, noticing it was quite round. "This better work." She whispered before she rolled the rock letting the sound echo in the walls. Once it stopped, she waited for a moment, waiting to hear something from her brother, anything. Even if he yelled at the top of his lungs she would be thrilled.
And that's when it happened. She heard something roll in the walls. She smiled, only taking her a moment to pinpoint where her brother had gone. And then she ran as fast as her legs could take her until she almost ran right into her brother. "Oh my god, Conner!" She yelled, gripping his face in her hands as she got down on her knees to reach his eye level. "I told you to go behind the Lincoln Bedroom." He just continued to stand there. "Why didn't you listen to me?!"
Conner looked like a ghost in that moment just staring at his sister. She was getting worried, wondering what had happened to him until he finally spoke. "April," She waited patiently taking deep breaths from fear and the running. "They're killing people out there."
"Get me the Pentagon on the line now!" Ben commanded as he moved to the control center in the bunker.
"Yes, sir!" One of the agents yelled, jumping into action as quick as possible.
Then, someone in the room did the unthinkable. Forbes turned to Agent Jones standing right next to him and shoved a knife into his brain. O'Neil immediately went to his gun, but Kang jabbed him in the throat, catching everyone else's attention before he shot him.
A man threw himself in front of Ben resulting in gun shots all over his torso. Ben caught him as he fell back, easing him to the ground. More people around them were getting shot and stabbed to death, leaving just the important figures and a very confused Mr. Lee. Ben ran up to Kang, but he pulled a gun on him before Ben could even blink.
Kang walked toward him, pushing the gun until it touched his forehead before grabbing him by the tie as everyone else left alive were being tied up. After a few moments of intense staring, Kang punched Ben right in the chest, grabbing him by the neck again before he could even fall down. He slowly brought him down, throwing him to where everyone else was being tied up, having one of his minions doing it for him.
Mike was able to make it across the White House lawn as Davis ended up getting shot in the neck. Mike placed his arm around him as he continued to shoot at the terrorists before setting Davis down by one of the columns. Mike immediately placed his hands to his neck, trying to stop the bleeding. It was times like this that Mike wished he had April's medical training background. There was nothing he could do as Davis bled out in front of him.
Mike cursed before putting his head to the column, wishing there was something he could have done. Mike then put another magazine into his gun before looking to one of the agents by him. "Where's the President? April and Conner?"
"I don't know." The agent yelled over the gunfire. Mike threw his head back into the column, feeling completely hopeless. How the hell were they supposed to take on all these men?
Men continued to pile out of the White House like there was no shortage of them. Mike looked back on the lawn noticing all of them drop to their stomachs. Mike's brows furrowed but then he saw a gun come out of a dumpster truck. He looked back to everyone coming out of the White House, trying to tell them to go back, but they couldn't hear and one by one, they were all getting shot down. "NO!"
The doors to the White House finally shut, but Mike couldn't help look at all the men lying on the ground covered in blood. He knew these men. Knew their families. And just like that, they had been wiped out. "Fuck!" Mike yelled before looking back to the terrorists, noticing one of the men getting up. "RPG!" Mike called to the remaining agents, all of them huddling together as the missile shot the doors to the White House open.
Once they had the doors blown open, the men got up off the ground and headed to get in the White House. "Get in!" Mike yelled to the others. "Get inside!"
As they ran, one of them got shot to the ground and one stayed back to shoot. Mike looked to him once he was in the White House with panic. He turned to Mike, ready to join him when he was shot in the back. Mike ran to him with fear in his eyes that he was going to have to watch another man get shot. He grabbed the man's hand, but right when he did he was shot multiple times in the chest, ending his life right there on the White House steps.
Mike staggered back, wanting to sit there for a moment and process everything that happened, but if he let himself do that, he would have a panic attack and he would never find April. He crawled away from the entrance and began to hurry up the steps. He was up far enough to where he wouldn't be able to be seen, but he would be able to see them as they walked right on in. And it was right there that Mike noticed he had no ammo left. Silently cursing himself for not taking out all these bastards right here and now, he hurried up the stairs in hopes to find April.
Upstairs, Roma was leading his own army, taking down everyone who tried to make it past them. A grenade was thrown taking out most of his soldiers, Roma using one of his men's bodies as a shield, crouching down to shoot at them from a distance.
The remaining terrorists ended up shooting down the surveillance room door and taking out everyone in there in hopes to take the mansion down inside and out.
Roma had run out of bullets in his gun so he leaned over to pick up a spare when his hand was shot. He cursed, bringing it to him from the pain. It was in that moment Roma knew there was nothing he could do to kill these guys. They had the advantage and he was going to die in there, but he was going to do his job. He began to crawl away from them, bringing his mouth piece to him to alert everyone who would be able to hear it. "Olympus has fallen." He said it as many times as he could before the terrorist got near him. Roma knew one thing. He wasn't going down without a fight. He spun onto his back before screaming out, "Fuck you!" Shooting him right in the heart with a gun lying near him. After that, Roma was shot to death by the others.
Everyone in the Pentagon was in awe, the man behind the computers almost whispering, "They've taken the White House." Everyone at the conference table turned to look to the control booth, fear plastered all over their faces.
They had different news stations on all their monitors reporting what was happening as everyone around worked diligently, not at all sure what they could do, but doing everything they could.
"Sir," one of the men from the control room reported to General Clegg. "We have a hot feed from the PEOC."
Everyone got deathly quiet as the video feed appeared on their large screen. It was Minister Lee, sitting there as tears were running down his face. "Mr. Lee," General Clegg began. "Are you safe, sir? Is the President with you?" He didn't say anything, Lynne looking confused, not sure what was happening. "Sir, can you hear – " Before he could even finish that sentence, Minister Lee was shot in the head.
"Oh my god." Lynne whispered just before Ben was brought up to the camera with a gun pointed at his head.
He looked into the camera seriously, knowing the only thing they were thinking about right now was getting him out alive. And he knew, they would do anything to make that happen. "Don't negotiate."
After he said that, the man holding him put a hand over his mouth and dragged him away. Kang then came up to the camera with a deadly serious look on his face, everyone scared for what he was about to tell them. "I have your commander-in-chief, now stand down."
"Who are you?" General Clegg commanded, fear running through his body.
"I am the man in charge of your White House." The scariest thing about Kang wasn't what he was doing, it was about how calm he was while doing it. "Now stand your men down."
Everyone shared worried looks, not sure what to do. They knew they shouldn't, but this was their president they were talking about. "Stand down!" General Clegg finally commanded, breaking the intense silence. "All units, stand down!"
Just as he got what he wanted, the video feed ended leaving everyone terrified for what all was going to happen tonight. "Ladies and gentlemen," Clegg announced, leaning his palms against the table from worry and stress. "We are now at DEFCON 4."
Mike walked through the dead bodies lying around upstairs, taking what guns he could, but while he walked around, he saw all of his friends. He hated to see them like this. Some of the strongest people he knew were lying lifeless in the house they were trying to keep safe.
Suddenly, all the lights in the house went off. Mike looked around, knowing these people were the result of it. They had taken out all the power. That's when he heard people in the surveillance room.
The door had been blown off as he moved, hearing talking inside. He made sure to make noise so they would come out and once he did, Mike stabbed him in the chest until he was lifeless, dropping his body like it was nothing. Mike took all the guns off of him, making sure to check his pockets. And when he did, he found a picture of April and Conner. The two were smiling brightly with each other, April's arm wrapped around her brother's shoulders.
Mike was suddenly filled with anger. They were going to try to kill them. They honestly had the audacity to try to kill April. The picture almost crumbled in his hands as his hands turned into an angry fist. That was the moment he decided he was going to kill everyone in here.
He went to the back of the room, pulling out the kill switch from the code locked safe and moved to the computers quickly. He plugged it in, typing in his security clearance to disable the surveillance cameras, a small smirk coming to his face. Good luck trying to track him or April with that.
Megan was dragging people into the hospital, one right after the other. In that moment, rank didn't matter. If you could help in any way, you were helping. "Are we color coding or number coding?" She asked one of the doctors as they helped someone bleeding out of their head onto a gurney.
"Number!" The doctor called quickly before moving to the next patient.
Megan immediately began taking his vitals, knowing there weren't enough machines around for every single patient coming in. As she took the vitals, the man began seizing. Megan immediately went to work, only thinking about her training, nothing else. She immediately ran to the medicine, pulling out the only things she knew would work to stop a seizure.
When she ran back, she saw that he was lying there lifeless. She clasped her hands to her mouth, never having a patient die on her like that. She did what she had to do, though. With shaking hands, she placed the sheet over him. She backed away, looking to her left seeing her purse, knowing her phone was in there. "Oh my god, April."
She ran to her phone, dialing her number with shaking hands. She had to know she was okay. This was happening where she lived and there was no news on the President or his family. She shut her eyes once the phone picked up to an automated voice. "The cellular service in the area you are calling has been suspended temporarily."
Megan hung up the phone, not knowing what to do. This was her best friend and she didn't even know if she was alive or not. "I got a head trauma six-year-old girl!" Megan turned to the doctor wheeling in a little girl with bandages on her head, trying to stop the bleeding. Megan knew there was only one thing she could do. She had to focus on her work and help people. That's what April would want her to do, anyway.
9:08pm
"Bring Mr. Asher over here." Kang commanded in the bunker, Forbes complying, cutting off his zip ties as everyone else pleaded for him not to. When Forbes dragged Ben to stand right in front of Kang, he leaned against the computer desk looking as cocky as ever. "I have no interest in your nuclear launch codes. By now your Pentagon has changed them, no?" An intense staring match continued before Kang gave Forbes his next command. "Sit."
Forbes practically threw him down in his chair, but Ben didn't take his eyes off of Kang. "Are you from the North?" He snarled. "Because you're sure as hell not from the South."
One of the other minions handcuffed Ben to the chair as Kang moved closer to him. "I'm working for justice. To give millions of starving men, women and children a chance at more than just substance. To end the civil war your country interrupted so long ago." That's when Ben gave him a face you thought you would only be able to see on April. That winning smirk. "And yes, for a united, prosperous Korea."
"It's a whole new world, baby." Forbes interrupted, giving him another April look of anger.
Ben then looked away from him, showing him that he didn't care about him. "What's the going rate for souls these days?"
Forbes then turned him around, Ben putting on that smirk again. "What did you say to me?!"
"I never would have taken you for a trader." Ben snarled out.
"Me?!" Forbes almost screamed, Ben enjoying that he was getting a rise out of him. "What about you? You sold this country out long before I ever did. Globalization and fucking Wall Street. What's it cost to buy a presidency now-a-days? Five hundred million dollars?" Forbes crouched down in front of him, giving Ben the perfect idea. "I'm a fucking rookie compared to you."
Ben leaned in, head butting Forbes right in the eyebrow where he knew it would hurt. One of the men pushed Ben back as Forbes stumbled against the railing in there. "Gotta keep your gloves up, Forbes." Ben spoke with a cocky smile, going back to the boxing he used to practice.
Forbes pulled his gun out on Ben, Kang interrupting him immediately. He then began to speak something in his native tongue, but Ben could make out two parts of what he said. April and Conner. Ben's eyes turned cold, almost murderous. "What about April and Conner?" When Ben didn't get an immediate answer, the anger festered. He jumped out of his seat, one of the men trying to hold him back, but there was so much you could do to keep a man from snapping the neck of someone who mentioned his kids in that way. "What the fuck are you gonna do with my kids?!"
"That's the worst thing about all of this." Forbes interjected, going back to his calm, cool collectedness. "We're gonna have to kill your super-hot daughter." The terrorists found amusement in it, smiling as he continued to struggle.
9:26pm
April leaned her head against the brick, trying not to fall asleep as Conner's head laid on her lap. If something happened while she dozed off, she would never be able to forgive herself. She pet his hair, catching herself mesmerized by him. She remembered when her parents brought him home from the hospital. She was seven and she was not thrilled, but the second she saw her baby brother, it had all changed. He had become her everything and something like that would never change.
"April," Conner began.
"Yeah?" She asked, continuing to pet his hair.
"Where do you think Dad is right now?"
April took a deep sigh. She had no idea where her dad was right now, but the thoughts that were running through her mind weren't good things. "He's in the bunker." She spoke with an obvious shrug. "And everyone down there is protecting him."
Conner finally sat up, looking her right in the eye. "I'm thirteen. I'm not stupid."
April sighed, not knowing what to say to him. "Conner, I can't tell you where Dad is right now or if he's even okay, but I can help you feel better."
Conner nodded before resting his head on her shoulder. Silence passed over them, the two actually feeling comfortable in this hell. "April?" Conner began again.
"Yeah?"
"Do you regret not starting things up again with Mike sooner?"
That question was like a jab to her heart. All she thought about since they got into these walls was Mike. She didn't even know if he was okay. Tears were falling down her face, knowing that if something happened to him, she would feel awful. "Yes." She cried out, the only thoughts that could run through her mind we're Mike and that big smile she loved.
9:54pm
Mike moved through the secret doors ending him in the Oval Office. He looked all around, knowing this was the last place he saw April. Things were destroyed and the room was filled with dust and debris, but no blood. He took a sigh of relief, taking that as a good thing.
He moved to the hotline, picking it up, but there was nothing on the other line. With a sigh, he moved to the framed picture of the Statue of Liberty which had a code safe behind it just like the one in the surveillance room. When he unlocked the safe, he noticed the satellite phone and everything else in there except the gun. That made a big smile come to his face, knowing why April had gone in there in the first place. "Good job, Showers." He put the satellite phone piece in his ear, immediately dialing the Pentagon number saved in it.
In the Pentagon, NSA director Ray Monroe was the first to get the message. "We have contact from inside the White House. Trace confirms it's the President's sat phone."
Allan Trumbull leaned forward, completely intrigued and excited to know if the President was okay or not. "Put it through."
Mike identified himself, leaving Lynne speechless. She couldn't believe that out of all of her men, Mike was the one inside the White House. Almost after his identification clearance, General Clegg muted the phone, looking to Lynne with skepticism. "Can we trust him?"
"Banning was one of our best agents." She confirmed without a beat.
"Mr. Speaker," Ray Monroe spoke, everyone turning to look at him. "I just have to say, isn't this the same guy that was removed from the President's detail after the accident where we lost the First Lady and had an alleged affair with the First Daughter?"
"Ray!" Lynne spoke, trying to cut him off to defend Mike.
"What is he doing in the White House?"
"Ray, you wanna add something I suggest you get your facts straight."
"I'm just saying, how do we know we can trust this guy?"
"Banning is ex-Special Forces, Ranger battalion. He will move mountains or die trying. And he will do anything to save that family. Especially locate April and Conner." Allan nodded, knowing if they could have one guy stuck in this, they were lucky it was him. "I know him."
He looked around the room, knowing that a lot of people around were second guessing this decision. "Does anyone else in this room have any intelligence coming out of the White House?" Everyone was silent, confirming the answer they all knew. "Then we have no choice."
He unmuted the call, Mike expecting it, knowing they had to talk it over. "The President's in the bunker. He's being held hostage."
Mike gave them the rundown on what was happening in the White House as he deleted all the classified files, but there was still something poking at his brain. Maybe they knew something about April. "Where's April and Connor?"
"We have no status of their location, but they're presumed to still be inside." Lynne informed, knowing Mike wanted to know maybe more than all of them in the Pentagon.
"Well, they're looking for them." Mike got angry thinking about it all over again. "They have a photo of them." Mike sighed, knowing that even if he had to keep true to his original mission of saving April, he could do something for them too. "Sir," He spoke to Mr. Trumbull. "I'm here. Use me."
"Okay, Banning." Lynne spoke, starting to feel a bit of hope for the first time all night. "Sit tight. We'll get back with you."
When the call ended, Mike looked around at all the pictures on the President's desk, but one stood out among the others. It was a picture of him and April. It had to have been before her mom's death. Hell, before they even realized they were in love with each other. They were both laughing, a sparkle in both of their eyes. They were in love even then. They were just too stupid to notice. Mike began to laugh, tears poking at his eyes just wishing she was next to him. He almost wished they could go back.
11:56pm
Mike had gotten the information on Cerberus, getting more guns and body armor from other members of the terrorist situation. And Kang also found out about Mike. A crew was on the way to find and kill him. Mike moved into the Lincoln Bedroom, April hearing the door close from inside the walls. Conner held onto her shirt from fear as she pushed her gun out. She had been to the shooting range before. With her dad and with Mike. She was also told she was a pretty good shot. She was hoping she could be a good shot on someone trying to kill them.
Mike moved into the walls, April and Conner able to hear the secret door open and close. April steadied her grip on the gun as Conner placed a hand on his mouth to quiet his breathing. They could hear the footsteps getting closer. April didn't want to shoot, but she knew if this was someone trying to kill them, she would have to.
Both Mike and April stepped out from behind the corner, guns trained on each other, but when they noticed it was each other, April dropped hers as Mike let his fall to the side. "Mike." She whispered from happiness before throwing herself into his arms. Neither of them wasted any time, their lips crashing together. April never wanted to let go. She felt safe for the first time in the whole day.
Mike pulled away noticing the tears flowing down April's face. With a smile, he wiped one away from her cheek with his thumb, staring at her with loving eyes. "I found you."
April gasped a little from the tears before giving him a smile. "I knew you would."
"Mike!" Conner yelled as he ran to him, Mike immediately scooping him up in his arms for a tight hug, but April was still holding onto Mike's arm. She knew it was crazy, but she felt like if she didn't hold him, he wouldn't be there anymore.
Mike looked to April, still embracing Conner. "Are you two okay?"
"We're fine." She whispered to him as he put Conner down, all of them getting down so they could discuss their next move from there.
"I see this is still your favorite hiding place, huh?" Mike turned to the ear piece in his ear. "I found Showers and Sparkplug. They're safe. I'm bringing them out."
April looked to him confused. The way he said that. It was like he didn't plan on coming with them. "What about my dad?" Conner asked, worry all through his voice, bringing April back to the moment.
"Your dad's gonna be fine, okay? Nothing bad is going to happen." Mike turned to April, grabbing her hand, knowing she didn't believe that for one second. "We're gonna get him out of here."
April nodded to him when they heard steps just outside. April automatically grabbed her gun from the ground as Mike put a finger to his lips. The three began to slowly stand up, Mike wrapping his arm around April as April wrapped hers around Conner. Mike counted to three before they ran, both April and Mike shooting off their guns as the men on the other side of the wall tried to shoot them as well.
They made it out without any of them getting hurt and hurried off to make it to the ventilation system, April still holding onto him, but Mike didn't mind. He didn't want to let her go, but he knew he had to get her to safety. That was going to be the hardest part about all of this.
stormrunner74: Oh my gosh, I know. I love Lynne. Am still sad about what happened in London Has Fallen. And I know I will continue, but it might not be right away because I have some other fanfics that are waiting on sequels so we'll just see how it plays out, but I'll definitely let you guys know when it goes up.
Mrs. HappyAnarchy: The part where April and Mike saw each other through all the chaos had to be one of my favorite things to write so thanks for giving it a compliment.
CoolCat0720: Haha I wish I could have put this chapter up immediately after the last one especially since I left off with a cliff hanger.
Igor Blonsky: It's the perfect job for him! Hahaha. PS: we're getting close to the killing with bare hands parts hehehe
NGArmyWife: I'm so excited for you guys to read it
Kagome309: Yes! I was just waiting and am so happy you guys are finally gonna read it.
Wow, guys y'all's support has been fantastic. Keep it up! I'm so excited for you guys to read the movie! I don't want to write out every scene in the movie so I skipped around a lot in this chapter and there wasn't much April, but now that Mike's found her, we're gonna get a lot more April! Again, thank you so much for the support and remember to review!