Again Hannah announced some of this on an interview.

I'm done With The Past But the Past's Not Done with Me

When Connor woke, it was still pitch dark. He waved his hand in front of his eyes and saw nothing. It took a while for his for them to adjust but when they did he could just make the objects in the room he'd been moved to the night before. He could see the bottom of his bed and a chest of draws.

He'd been moved out of the medic bay the night of his and Becker's argument, and into one of the little cottages Helen had built. Connor hadn't seen the soldier since. Abbey said that Helen had locked him up again. Connor knew she felt bad, because after she left him in the hall, the two men who stabbed him had knocked the man in black to the floor and dragged him away.

Connor felt movement beside him. Sitting on a stool beside the bed with her head resting on her hand, was Abbey. Her sleek blond hair covering her tired face and her hand resting on the bed was inches from his.

She had come in after the medics had given him something to give him a dreamless sleep. It had worked for a few hours, but then the pain of the recent events came back to him. He'd tossed and turned in his sleep causing him more pain in his leg. He woke up hot, sweaty and unable to grasp reality; he thought he was still in his dream. He'd only calmed down when Abbey took his hand and said 'it's ok, it's alright. It was only a dream'. He felt something cold dripping on his for head. The coolness felt good on his hot clammy skin.

'You're burning up'. Abbey whispered wringing the soaked cloth over his face. Her eyes glistened with worry when she injected more dreamless medicine into his arm.

Connor was jolted out of his thoughts by the burst of the door flying open. The crash woke Abbey, causing her to fall of her stool. She grabbed Connor's arm for support but resulted in pulling him on top of her. They both fell on the floor with a loud thud. They watched as a cloud of dust swirled around them and then they both burst out laughing. Connor rolled after off a gasping Abbey and landed on the floor with another thud. He started to laugh harder causing him to laugh harder. He grabbed Abbey's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. It was the happiest moment they both have had in weeks.

Someone at the door cleared their throat impatiently. Abbey shot upright hitting her head of the edge of the chair. She fell back down and landed on Connor's chest, causing the two of them to go into another fit of giggles. Getting really annoyed the person at the door walked over and dragged them both to their feet. The couple still holding hands looked up into Helen's face. Her brown eyes were filled with worry, not evil and twisted. It was like a whole different Helen. After her Abbey's stepfather walked in'. The six foot man toward over all of them his eyes full longing and pleasure. Abbey heard Connor moan in fear when the twisted mans eyes landed on him. She stepped in front of her scared friend taking both his hands in her own. Helen placed a hand on the man's shoulder and whispered 'Don't hurt them Jerry'.

Jerry ignored her, shoving the brunettes hand aside, he took a step closer to the ARC members smiling an evil smile.

'You trying to protect your boyfriend are we Abigail?' he sneered in pleasure. Abbey's face hardened and she tightened her grip on Connor. Yes she was going to protect him, she swore to herself that she wouldn't let him die, even if she died trying.

Connor winced as the young blond dug her long nails into him.

'Abigail?' His voice shook in fear. He was terrified of this man and what he could do. He was more terrified for Abbey this time. Connor noticed that Jerry was watching her with a look of longing stretched across his face.

'Abbey, what does he mean?' his voice still shook but he heard the sternness in it.

'You haven't told him yet. Oh goody'. Jerry sat himself on a chair and motioned for Helen to do the same. Abbey let go of Connor's hands and turned to face him, her eyes glistening with tears. 'You read my personal file, didn't you?' Connor didn't know what to say, he'd tried but Lester had blocked it. He could have hacked it in about two minutes but he respected her privacy, if she didn't want him to know then he wouldn't press the matter.

'Lester blocked it,' was all he said. Abbey nodded understanding as Connor walked over to the bed and sat down. Abbey followed sitting on the stool.

She turned to her stepfather and said 'tell him'. Jerry grinned, an ear to ear grin. He thought he was going to destroy her relationship.

'Your Abbey Maitland isn't who she says she is,' he said glancing at Connor, who didn't look away. He already knew all this.

'Her real name is Abigail Jones and I'm her real father not stepfather as she told you. Her mother didn't die in a car crash when she was seven, can you guess what happened little boy'. Jerry was trying to annoy Connor by calling him little but he soon found out that it didn't work. 'I killed her in front of your dear girlfriend'. Connor gasped this he didn't know. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear more, but if he wanted to be with Abbey he had to find out about her past. He looked at Abbey who was sobbing with her head in her knees. Connor got up and went to her taking her arms and pulled her to her feet. He sat back down on the bed pulling Abbey down with him. She wrapped her arm around his bruised neck and cried into his dirty t-shirt. Jerry watched them both still longing for Abbey so he went on. 'After she died in my daughters arms I buried them both in the back garden. Of course I couldn't leave Abigail there to die, or I wouldn't have another girl to take care of me,' he grinned in pleasure at his hostage's face.

'You didn't?' Connor was dumbfounded, it all made sense now. Every time the two of them went out, when they were on a break and they saw parents with a tiny child Abbey would flinch and run away saying she didn't feel well. Jerry nodded he was so pleased with himself. Abbey stopped crying and turned to face Connor.

'Did you ever?' he whispered touching her stomach. Abbey nodded

'I had a baby girl when I was eleven, but he took her away from me and drowned the poor thing'. Tears started rolling down her cheeks again but she continued 'I remember when him and my mom would have a fight he would come into my room at night and take it out on me and Jack. Jack got the worst of it he was put in the hospital once from broken bones and a cracked skull. The doctors were told he got hit by a car. That was the night my mother had had enough and she tried to leave and died'. Connor could fell his own tears falling as Abbey took a deep breath and went on.

'The evening I had my daughter I ran, I ran from my old life and tried to start a new, I ran from the beatings, from being a housewife and everything else. I went to the police station and told them but they didn't believe me. That was the night I met you Conn,' she smiled a teary smile at the memory. 'The night your mother was reporting your drunken father, you were thirteen at the time, I remember seeing your kind puppy dog eyes boring into mine. You seemed sorry for me and I remember your mother offering to take me home, but I ran again, I ran straight to the orphanage my mother said she grew up in. That was the last night I saw him,' she said pointing at Jerry. 'Of course he came looking for me in the orphanage but he was told they were going to get a restraining order if he didn't leave. I told them about him of course when I first arrived and they promised to take care of me. When I was fourteen the Maitland's adopted me. The orphanage told them about my past and they agreed to hide me as much as they could. The legally changed my name from Abigail to Abbey and from Jones to Maitland. I never looked back until now. Of course I wondered if I'd ever meet you again and we did that day in the forest with Cutter and Stephan'. She smiled at Connor and wrapped her shaking arms around his waist giving him a tight hug.

Connor looked over Abbey and saw Jerry coming towards them looking quite pissed off. His plan to ruin her hadn't worked she was still a different girl to what he had once destroyed. He looked angry now.

'Now I want to make up for the years I once lost,' pushing Connor away, he leaned down and picked up a shocked Abbey flinging her over his shoulder he turned for the door, leaving Connor sprawled on the floor. Out in the corridor ignoring Abbey's struggles and shouts he turned to Helen and said 'Dispose of this one,' indicating to Connor ,'and the one in the basement'. Helen nodded but didn't say anything. Jerry then turned and left, taking Abbey with him.

Once the room was clear Helen ran over to Connor flung an arm under his arms and helped him off the cold floor. 'You alright mate?' she asked.

Connor didn't know what to say. This wasn't Helen. She saw Connor's surprised face and said 'Oh right yea'. She pressed a button on the watch on her wrist and changed into

'Becker!'

'Temple'. The soldier smiled leading his friend to the door. 'I robbed the watch off one of my captors.'

'And you shall be punished,' came the real Helen's voice.

Poor Connor and Becker, will they ever escape.

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