Okay, so I never do one of these at the beginning, but this is a special case. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISFITCARTER! This is an amazing reader/reviewer whose birthday is actually tomorrow, but I'm going to be at work tomorrow so it's going up today. Everyone wish a happy birthday!

2:27am

April was forced through the bunker as the doors opened, alerting everyone. Especially the President. "April." He whispered, completely terrified and beginning to struggle on his restraints to get to her.

April looked around the room, knowing there was a lot more terrorists than them and there were a lot of bodies on the ground. She looked to the man who was holding her, noticing he was looking to the man with glasses at the computer. This must be Kang.

Hate flooded her body, taking in everything. Her father was tied up. O'Neil was dead on the ground. So were other staff members. Her blood was boiling and all the sympathy and compassion she felt earlier completely melted away. She stomped on the man's foot who held her and then elbowed him in the gut. That didn't stop him from covering his mouth with her hand and pulling her back.

That's when she knew she had to get drastic. She had gone harsh with the cigarette, but she was about to go animalistic. She opened her mouth, taking one of his fingers in between her teeth and biting as hard as she could. She could feel blood trickle into her mouth, but she wasn't going to stop. She was too pissed for that. She bit until she could feel his finger separate from the joint. With the finger in her mouth, she spat it in the man's face as he continued to cry from agony and fall back.

That's when Kang came up, tired of her behavior, finding himself slapping her across the face as hard as humanly possible. April fell to the ground as Ben screamed from anger at him touching her. April's face was stinging. She had never been hit that hard before. It was like a bus had crashed into her face. Granted, she had bit one of his men's fingers off and then spit it in his face, but wow, did she really deserve that.

She was forced up, finding herself still stumbling from that slap. "Michael told me you made it out."

"Yeah, and you said you were a South Korean. A friend." She spat out. "Looks like we've all told a few lies today."

Kang laughed a little at her spunk before looking back over at the President. "Benjamin," he spoke, impressed with her. "She has your mouth." He turned back to her, slapping her again.

"If you touch her one more time, I swear, I will kill you!"

April's head went back from the slap and she spent that moment her father was talking to let the rage boil before she came back and punched Kang when he was looking at her father. He looked back to her angry and then moved his jaw from the hit, finding a small amount of blood coming out of his lip. "You are Mike Banning's girlfriend."

He turned to the first man he could find, calling him over, telling him to hold onto her as he went over to Charlie Rodriguez. The Vice President. "Wait!" April yelled, struggling to get out of the man's grip. This one was smarter than the last one, though. He was a safe distance from her so she wouldn't be able to do anything drastic to him. "What are you doing?!"

He moved Charlie to the computer chair right in front of the camera that would show a live feed to the Pentagon. April turned to look at her father, both of them sharing a fearful look about what this mad man was about to do. "Speaker Trumbull," Kang reported to the live feed. "That was a very foolish undertaking." There was a pause before Kang pulled his gun out and shot him in the head, everyone watching and everyone jumping at the sound.

Kang turned around, motioning for the man who had April to come forward. He shoved her down in the seat, Jacobs placing a hand over her mouth from shock. She couldn't believe April had gotten down there with that mad man. She had blood on her face and clothes. What everyone in that room didn't know was that it wasn't April's. "And now, I have your First Daughter."

April just looked into the camera, angry. Angry at them for not getting her out of this already. Angry at Kang for everything he had done to her so far. Angry at Mike for forcing her to stay, getting her into this mess. Angry at what Kang was going to make them do.

He got even closer to the camera, blocking their view of April, April finding herself giving a hateful stare to his back. "Her and the President are next. You now have one hour to recall the Seventh Fleet and your troops. Once you do so, I want a helicopter on the North Lawn fueled and ready. Sixty minutes."

He ended the transmission, April still giving a hateful stare to his back. "Sociopathic pig."

Kang turned around to look at her, Ben struggling to get a good view of his daughter to make sure he wouldn't hurt her. Kang leaned down, getting in her face, but April never broke her glare no matter how scared she was of this guy. Once he got at eye level with her, he gave her a wide smile. "That would be your boyfriend."

That's when April lost it. She punched Kang in the face again, but he wasn't going to have it this time. He picked her up by the hair, April yelping the whole time he forced her stand before throwing her down to the ground, April sliding a little bit at the force. "Tie her up!"

The men tied her up next to her father, April glaring at Kang the whole time. "My boyfriend is gonna kill you."

Kang then smiled as he got down to her level once the men had finished tying her up, April not breaking her glare. "It'll be hard for him to do that from the grave." That's when April took a moment to blink. She almost forgot. Kang thought he was dead.

4:02am

Mike's eyes slowly fluttered open, the pain coming back to him like a bad memory. He groaned as he sat up, moving to lean against the bed frame for support. "Fuck." He muttered, thinking about everything that had happened. He didn't even know where April was.

He moved to the satellite phone in his pocket, dialing the number of the Pentagon again. Taking deep breaths before they connected. "Mike?" Trumbull was the first to speak.

Mike had to gather his strength to say, "Yeah." in the raspy voice his injuries would allow.

"We've been trying to reach you, son." Trumbull continued. "Are you okay?"

"Mr. Speaker, sir," Mike spoke, still trying to catch his breath and the spreading pain. "If we ever get out of this shit storm, you can hold me for insubordination, but your team needs some serious fucking help."

"This is General Clegg, Army Chief of Staff, I am ordering you to stand down." Trumbull looked over at him, irritated. He caused these men to lose their lives a few hours ago for nothing.

Mike's hand turned into a fist, knowing the same thing Trumbull did. "Remove your only eyes and ears from the ground, that's fucking brilliant."

"We need to pull you out of there before we lose another hostage." He explained quickly, getting closer to the phone. "I am giving you a direct order."

"Newsflash asshole, I don't work for you." That's when Mike began to think about April again. "And where the fuck is my girlfriend?"

"General Clegg," Trumbull began, deciding he was going to wait to answer Mike's question. That was something that needed a softer approach. "I'm the Commander-in-Chief, if I didn't absolutely need you, I would relieve you right now."

"I will not let this asshole – " Clegg began, but Trumbull took the challenge, standing up.

"General, I don't want to hear another word out of you unless I ask you a question!"

The whole room got deathly quiet, everyone looking between the two, wondering what was going to happen next. "Sir." General Clegg simply spoke, scared to get into another argument with him.

Trumbull turned around to the phone, ready to give him correct orders this time. "Mr. Banning," Mike didn't respond as he found a bullet in his side. "Mr. Banning, are you there?"

"Yes, sir." He spoke, not wanting everyone on the other end to know he was hurt. "What's the plan?"

Trumbull took a sigh, hating to say this, but it had to be done. "We're recalling the Seventh Fleet, pulling back our troops from the DMZ, and giving them a helicopter."

"Sir," Mike stressed. "You cannot do that. You cannot give this guy what he wants."

"Mike," Trumbull spoke in a calm voice, knowing what he was going to say next would make him rethink it all. "Kang has April." Mike's jaw suddenly clenched as his hand became into a tight fist. "And we don't know what he's going to do to her, but we can only imagine he's going to use her to get the President's Cerberus code by torturing her."

Mike leaned his head against the footboard of the bed, taking deep breaths, finding himself swallowing the lump that was resting in his throat at the thought of what they were going to do to April. He took a deep breath, collecting himself before turning back to the phone. "Sir, I've dealt with these types of men before. Give me some time. Let me flush him out."

"We are talking about the safety of the President of the United States and your girlfriend, Mike!"

"We're talking about a hell of a lot more than that, sir." The whole room in the Pentagon got quiet as Trumbull let his head fall in thought. "With all due respect, you're acting President now. And I'm the best hope you've got."

Trumbull took a minute to think it over before taking a sigh and sitting down. "Okay, Mike, you've got thirty minutes." Mike smiled slightly before nodding and shutting off the transmission.

Megan walked through the hospital, a yawn taking over as she made it to the next patient's room. Before she was all the way in the room, Rachel, her charge nurse stopped her. "You know, Megan," Megan looked up at her, shocked, not quite sure where she came from since she was lacking sleep. "You've done your part tonight, you should go home and get some rest."

Megan looked around. The hospital had calmed down a lot, but there was still a lot of people who needed attention. "You need as many able bodied people as you can get."

Rachel sighed, looking her up and down, worried about her. "If you think you can handle it." Megan nodded instantaneously, making Rachel smile before patting her on the arm. "You're gonna be a great nurse someday."

Megan smiled as Rachel moved past her before going to her patient. Laura was teaching her how to put the medication in the IV bag when Rachel knocked on the door, grabbing their attention. "Hey, Megan, there's a call for you on the landline." Megan's eyes got wide, only thinking of one person who know about that line. "The emergency line." April.

With shaking hands, Megan handed over the medicine to Laura before hurrying out to answer the phone. "April?" She asked excitedly.

"Close."

Megan's eyebrows furrowed at that Scottish accent. "Mike, what the hell? How did you know about this line?"

"April told me about it once or twice." Megan rolled her eyes. Of course she did. "I really need your help right now."

"Mike," Megan spoke as she shut her eyes. "Please tell me you're not in the White House."

"I'm in the White House."

Megan sighed again as she slowly opened her eyes. "Why can't we all just have a normal friendship?"

"Megan," Mike grunted as he moved to lean against a wall. "I'm shot and I need you to walk me through fixing this."

"Oh, Mike." Megan's voice was filled with worry as she tilted her head back. She let a few worried breaths happen before calming herself down, thinking about how she would do this if she was there. "Find a first aid kit, there should be a needle and thread in there, if not, there should be a flare gun."

"Yeah," He commented as he moved to the first aid kit near the bed, already knowing the idea she had about the flare gun. "I'm not doing the second one."

"You know I don't have to do this at all, right?" Mike scoffed as he opened up the kit, looking for the needle and thread. Megan looked around, moving the phone closer to her. "Where is April?"

Mike stopped searching for a moment, knowing she had a right to know. April was her best friend. "She's in the bunker, being held hostage by some bastard."

Megan felt fire running through her veins, thinking about what all April could be going through right now. "You're gonna kill him, right?"

"After you talk me through these stitches."

Megan talked him through the whole process until he was completely patched up, Megan waiting a little bit as he put a bandage on his wound before speaking again. "Mike," She spoke it almost as a plea, getting Mike's attention back immediately. "Get our girl back."

"You know I will."

"She loves you." Megan spoke while shutting her eyes, knowing that if anything happened, April would want him to know that. "She really does. So, don't just get her back safe, get yourself back safe too…. For her and for me."

Mike smiled just a little bit, knowing that through all of this, Megan had become his best friend too. "I will."

"Bye." Megan said slowly.

"Bye." When the line went dead, Mike looked around a little, suddenly feeling alone again.

Down in the bunker, April was tied up next to her father, looking over to him with a slight smile. "How did that meeting go?"

Ben smiled at her while shaking his head. "It was shit."

April's smile suddenly went away, thinking about everything that happened earlier. "Dad, I'm sorry I went so dark earlier I – "

"Well, I thought you were bad ass earlier."

April looked up at him, shocked. She thought he was going to be scared to look her in the eye, but it was the exact opposite. "Really?"

"Yeah," Ben spoke with a shrug before bumping into her shoulder. "Just like that tattoo on your shoulder."

April's eyes got wide. "You know about that?"

"Of course I do." Ben spoke obviously. "I'm your father, I know everything about you." April blinked a few times, that taking her by complete surprise, making Ben smile. "April, I actually wanted to apologize to you."

She looked up at her father with a confused face. "For what?"

"For a lot." He looked down. "Mostly for getting us into this mess."

"Hey," April spoke, getting his attention back. "This isn't your fault. It's fucked up people doing fucked up things."

He gave her a slight smile. "April," She waited to hear what she had to say, Ben terrified for how she was going to react to this. "I'm also sorry I interfered in your relationship with Mike."

April nodded as Ben opened his mouth again, about to say more. "I know what you asked Mike to do, Dad, and it's okay, I get it."

"You know?"

April got a sudden smile on her face. "I'm your daughter, I know everything about you."

Ben wanted to give her a tight hug in that moment and plant a kiss on her cheek, April wanting to do the same. She settled on resting her head against his shoulder as he kissed the top of her head.

Almost immediately after their moment, a feed from the surveillance room came into the PEOC. "What's the matter, Kang?" April immediately picked her head off of her father's shoulder, just slightly turning her head to the side so she could see half of Mike's face. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

April got a big smile on her face, not being able to contain her excitement. "Mike."

"I guess you don't know who you can trust, huh?" April looked back straight forward, not being able to take the smile off of her face. "It's over. No more televised executions. No chopper. No more negotiating with you and the United People's Front of Who Gives a Fuck."

Kang leaned forward, becoming angry that Mike was still alive. "I will send the President and his daughter out one piece at a time."

Mike leaned back in his seat, trying not to seem bothered by that image. "It won't matter." April half turned back to him again, slightly offended at what he had to say. "Because whatever you think you've accomplished you won't be alive to see it."

Kang looked to the woman on the computer, trying to keep his cool composure. "Shut him down."

She went to the computer, about to do the work when Mike decided to speak again. "Ah, you're not shutting me down, Kang. I'm here to stay." He nodded to him. "Bring my girlfriend over, will ya?" Kang looked over to the closest guard, nodding for him to bring over April. The men grabbed her harshly before throwing April down in the computer chair in front of the screen, Kang making sure to put his hands on the back of the chair in case she tried anything.

Mike gave her a worried once over. Her face had been bruised which made him want to kill Kang even more than he did before. "You okay?"

April nodded quickly before smiling a little. "I'd be better if we were able to go out tonight like we were supposed to."

Mike smiled as well, knowing she was trying to calm him down for a moment and get his mind off the topic. "I have a question about that."

She nodded, leaning in her chair a bit, Kang confused at how easy they could act like nothing was happening. "Shoot."

"Was it really a date?"

April thought for a moment. She had the exact same question, but deep down, she was pretty sure they both knew what this was. "Yeah."

Mike smiled just a little bit, but his entire face lit up, Kang shocked he was seeing Mike's soft side. "Sorry, I got tied up at work."

April laughed at how simple their conversation had gotten. "Yeah, well I got tied up with the South Koreans coming in too."

"Raincheck?"

April thought for a moment before leaning in just a little. "My favorite breakfast spot. The café we went this morning. Just you and me."

Mike gulped a little, finding it hard to think about these plans that actually might not happen. "What time?"

"Eight sharp, don't you dare be late."

Mike looked at Kang who was still behind April, all of it making him nervous. "Don't worry, after I deal with these fucking pricks, I'm headed straight there."

"I underestimated you." Kang spoke before tilting his head to the side. "It will not happen again."

"There is no again." Mike spoke, getting serious again. "You're gonna die down there alone, cut off from the rest of the world. My advice, save the last bullet for yourself." Mike stood up, not even looking at the screen anymore, just staring straight at the camera. "Because if you don't, I'm gonna stick my knife through your brain." Mike then got a wild smirk on his face. "And don't worry, I'm gonna leak the photos of your body to the press because I know you like that kinda shit." April stifled a laugh, finding herself never being more proud of Mike. "Later, baby." And with that, he terminated the connection, looking down, just hoping April would be able to make it out of this.

April leaned back in her seat while crossing her arms, a proud smile still on her face. "I told you," Her eyes went up to Kang as she sang it. "My boyfriend is gonna kill you."

The woman then turned to Kang with a panicked face. "He's locked out our video access."

"Clock's ticking." April spoke in a slow voice, immediately laughing after saying that before Kang grabbed her by the hair again.

He looked April right in the eye as he dragged her, April getting in slight punches in the abdomen. "Let's get something straight," he pushed her down next to her father, Ben getting angry all over again as men tied April up again. "You're dying down here. Your boyfriend is dying out there. There is nothing you can do about it and there's nothing worth fighting for."

April shook her head as a small smile played at her lips. "You know what you pricks don't get?" Kang turned his head to the side, waiting for more. "You can kill us, but it's not gonna stop there. There's not just one of us, there's millions of us and retaliation is going to happen. You get that, right?" There was a twinkle of fear in Kang's eyes, April smiling as she leaned back, getting comfortable again. "And you said you were gonna stop underestimating my boyfriend. He's putting a knife in your brain so watch your back."

She winked at him letting Kang smile just a tad at that. In all honesty, he felt like he was losing his whole plan. It was slowly dwindling and there was nothing he could do about it. He was losing control and he hated that feeling.

He stood up from April, looking to his men. "Secure the entrance! Leaving now!" He then turned to the ones tied up. He wasn't ready to kill April just yet. He wanted to make her suffer more. In all honesty, he wanted to kill Mike in front of her. He had to do something to make her squirm for now. He looked to Ruth, knowing how guilty April and Ben would both feel if their Secretary of State was killed. "Her!"

The men moved to her as she kicked at them, she put up a good fight, but it wasn't good enough as they began to drag her away. Both Ben and April were screaming at them to let her go, knowing she didn't deserve any of this, Kang just smiling at the two as he walked out with the men dragging Ruth out following.

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THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE 100 REVIEWS! You guys are fantastic and I can't believe we've gotten this far! So, after this chapter there will be one more chapter of the movie and then an additional chapter that will serve as an epilogue. I hope you all enjoy these last few chapters and whenever I post the London Has Fallen story, I will post a chapter in this story just saying that the story is up and what it's called (spoiler alert: I don't even know what it's going to be called). Enjoy and remember to review!