Author's Note: Thank you all for the reviews. I realize that this story is a little on the intense side, so if at any time you guys feel like I need the rating to change-well, let me know. There are things that happen in this chapter that get things moving along. I know I can't drag this out too far, so trust me...things will get worked out.

Addison sat leaning her head against the wall, slowly breathing in and out. Calm. She had to get herself to calm down. Her head was pounding, but she knew if she showed any signs of weakness, Jason would do something. While Addison wasn't entirely sure what that something was, she wasn't prepared to take a chance.

Jason was pacing by the bathroom. From where Meredith and Addison were, they could hear him talking outloud to himself. "Well, it makes sense. But then-"He paused, staring at Addison on the floor. "Hey. Are you okay? I mean, really...I didn't-I didn't mean to hurt you."

Addison fought back a sarcastic answer and simply shrugged. "I've been better."

"She fell, Jason. How do you think she is?"Meredith protested. She knew herself that Addison was in pain. She did however know, that judging by the way she fell, it couldn't have been that bad.

"Since when do you start playing hero? Didn't I tell you to just sit pretty while Addison and I get this situation figured out?"Jason asked.

"Yes, but-"

"Okay. Then we shouldn't be having this conversation. If you would just listen."Jason replied, growing angry. He knew that Meredith was scared, that much became quickly obvious. But there was something about her, about how she seemed more worried about Addison than herself that he figured he could use to his advantage.

Meredith swallowed a lump in her throat, forcing a nod. "I know. I'm sorry."

"Sorry? For what?"Jason asked.

She glanced over at Addison before even bothering to answer.

"Hey-"Jason said loudly, looking back and forth between them. "What? You guys got some sort of plan or something?"He laughed. "Addison's the leader here or something? Because it seems like every time I ask you something you look to her first. Why is that?"

Addison felt the tension in the air grow thicker as Meredith struggled to find an answer. She saw how her hands trembled slightly underneath the table, fumbling with the hems of the sleeves. While she felt sad for her, she felt an even bigger pang of guilt. She couldn't help but feel that it was her fault, at least to a degree.

"You gonna answer me?"Jason asked again.

"I don't-"Meredith said, shaking her head. "I don't know...I don't...I didn't-"Tears began to flow freely over her lids, though she choked back a sob. "I'm sorry."

"What is going on?"Jason demanded. Without warning, his hand came across her cheek, causing the echo of the sting to filter through the room.

There was nothing either of them could do but sit-subdued into silence.

"Anything new?"Derek asked, walking into the living room.

Alex stared at the tv screen, shaking his head. "But it's made the news. That has to mean something, right?"

Derek sat down in the chair, regrettably shaking his head. "If he sees that, it may make him want to hurt them even more. But the police are out. They're looking, Alex."

"That's not the same thing as us looking. What if this guy is still here?...In town? He could be-He could have taken Addison and Meredith anywhere."

"And yet he could be hiding under our noses."Derek stated, his arms on his knees. In his eyes, a look of sheer desperation was shrouded by sadness. He felt sad, angry, confused.

Kneeling down in front of Addison, Jason gingerly rubbed her wrist. "I'm sorry."He whispered. "I know that you-you're pregnant. And well, I didn't before but...you have to realize that this wasn't in my original plans. But...we can...we can work it in. Okay?"

Struggling, Addison forced a nod. "Okay." Her voice came quietly, cracked. "But what exactly is this plan? You keep...saying that you have a plan. That things will turn out...fi..."She cleared her throat. "Fine."

He smiled, helping her to stand. "I'm glad you asked."

"Oh."Addison said, surprised with his reaction.

"Red hair..."He whispered. His fingers laced through Addison's hair, almost in a distracted way. "Alex is..."

"The father."

"Nice genes."He muttered, laughing. "Sometimes I wonder...what our baby would have looked like. Julia has...brown hair. But I always...always found red hair better. Intriging."

Addison nodded, coughing. "Thanks."

"It's nice, you know. Someone like you. I should hate you...but I can't. You're...you're single. For now. Right?"

"Alex and I are dating...why are you-"

"My ex wife wanted a baby. You lost it. You...you and your followers killed it. Our baby. But now..."He added with a grin. "Everything is falling into place."

Addison felt a chill run through her. "You want me to be a...replacement?"

"Don't...think of it that way. Think of it as an oppurtunity."

Mindy looked up from her magazine, sighing as the news music came bleeping from the TV across the room.

"We interrupt this regularly scheduled broadcast..."

A man's face came on the screen, details about two doctors who had been taken slowly being revealed. The reporter went on about how the man had held one of them before. It sounded like some rediculous soap opera scheme. Until the captor's picture was displayed on the screen. Her magazine fell, as the realization came quickly to her mind. The man in room fifty-seven was Jason Warden. And the woman he was holding, she wasn't his wife. Looking around in a panic, she knew she had to do something. Fast. But then the phone rang, shattering through her fear.

"Hello?...Mindy you said? We're in room fifty-seven. We're uh...we're gonna need towels. Apparently the maid must have forgotten, and well..the wife wants to take a shower."