Alex jolted awake. She heard someone knocking at the door. Figuring it was Jake, she used the wall as a brace and walked towards the door. She was surprised however, when she opened the door to find a skinny kid, no older than twenty standing there. She knew him, he was known as Flaco. He was a really nice kid.

"The boss sent me to get you. He wants you there for the exchange in case something goes wrong." He said. Alex simply nodded. There was no point in attempting to fight with him. Taking a deep breath, Alex stood tall. Ignoring the pain, she and Flaco began to walk to the entrance.

"You, with me." the 'boss' said to Alex when she arrived. He pulled her close. "You ain't goin' anywhere sweetcheeks. You're stayin' with us 'till this is all over. So don't try anything stupid. I'd hate to have to hurt that pretty face of yours."

Jake had found some bandages and rushed back to the office. His stomach dropped when he realized that Alex wasn't there. He knew he shouldn't have left here there. She was injured. She was in no condition to fight. He knew that she could take care of herself, but not as injured as she was. A million questions ran through his mind.

Who took her?

Where is she?

What's happening to her?

Is she dead?

He cringed at the last one. He had to think positive. His heart stopped when he heard gunshots. He ran towards the sound and prayed that his friend was alright.

"Catherine." Donovan greeted as he entered the small space between the inmates and the SWAT.

"Frank. Have you complied with all of the inmates demands?" Alex asked.

"The camera crew will be here for depositions, have the inmates ready. I have multiple men searching for an US attorney or a federal prosecutor. As for their list of demands?"

The man behind Alex gave her a notepad. He pushed her gently with the barrel of the gun. Alex slowly walked towards Donovan.

Donovan realized how bad of a condition his agent was in. He noticed the cuts on her arms and the slice in her shirt along with the blood that surrounded it. She was white as a sheet and couldn't seem t concentrate. She handed Donovan the notepad and stepped back.

The exchange was going good. The six officers who were in critical condition and ten of the inmates had been moved already. The SWAT team was giving blankets and other provisions that Alex really didn't care to know about.

Then everything went to hell. She heard shouting then gunshots. Instinctively she ducked, only to fall to her knees in pain. The man behind her pulled her back to her feet.

"CEASE FIRE, GET OUT. GET OUT NOW." Donovan yelled. He could see a tear gas canister and watched as the inmates began to fall back. The last two remaining were Alex and the man with a shotgun. He had the gun around her throat, pulling her back with him.

Jake seen the remainder of the hostages. There were only five of them now, counting Alex. She was sitting in the circle, surrounded by inmates. A bald man walked towards her and pulled her to her feet. Jake knew him. It was Metzger. Alex gasped in pain but held her ground, none the less.

"Something wrong?" He smirked. Jake had the urge to walk over and bash his head in. Before Jake could do anything though, a Hispanic man stepped in.

"Yo white boy! She's not for you Metzger."

Metzger stopped. "Who the hell are you?" He growled.

"I'm the one with the throw down homies behind me. Who's telling your white, Nazi ass that this lady is not for you."

Another inmate walked towards the man. "I ain't no Nazi, are you gonna tell me the same?"

The man simply smirked. "You wanna kill someone? I do to homes, why don't you take a guard, why don't you take a Latino guard, take me. Don't matter. But we juts got orders from higher up, outside that says this lady she leaves breathing. Breathing." The man pulled Alex towards him.

"Orders from who?"

"Oh, are you gonna trust me or test me?" there was a moment of silence. The man grinned and handed the other inmate a gun. "Our gift to you dog."

The man pulled Alex out of the area. Jake following behind.

"Yo, stop following us homie." The man said.
"Relax. He's with me." Alex explained.

"So he's your partner or something?" The man growled.

"Yes." Alex sighed. The man sized up Jake but nodded. Jake walked over to Alex. He put an arm around her for support and they walked into her office. Jake and Alex were almost in the office when a shot was heard. Time froze for Jake. Alex screamed in pain as the men behind them turned around and took care of the problem.