A/N: Again, I express profound apologies for being such a crap updater. I couldn't really think what I wanted to put down in this chapter, but it is slightly short and I will try and update quickly with the next one to show how terribly sorry I am for letting you down.

We both began to move at once, looking behind doors unopened and under the many desks.

"How long has she been gone for?" I asked frantically, opening the main door again and looking both ways. "When did we lose her?" I started to move up the corridor. Clyde followed me out.

"I don't know, man." He answered, jogging along beside me. "I'm sure she came in with us. She was with us when we found the meeting room. She walked up the corridor with us."

How couldn't I remember? I remember everything. I was too preoccupied with looking around the factory and finding things out than I was looking after my sister. I felt an urge to hit my head around with my fists, but overcame it. Instead I called myself ten kinds of stupid in my head, then tried to sort everything out.

Clyde poked his head round yet another corner of the series of winding corridors that made up part of the factory, or at least a good proportion of the factory. This accomplished two things. One, to see if anyone hostile or potentially dangerous was around the corner and two, to see if Keira was around there.

Clyde withdrew his head and shook it; no enemy, no Keira.

"She wouldn't have just wondered off." I reasoned when I calmed down a little bit. "Which means that a) she got lost or b) she was taken by somebody. I didn't see anybody anywhere and an alarm hasn't gone off. It may be safe to say that she just wondered off and didn't know where she was."

My reasoning was broken off by the loud, piercing clang of an alarm bell. Clyde and I instinctively flattened ourselves against the wall and it echoed up the long corridor.

"We must be close to the meeting room." Clyde pointed out. "Which means at any minute about thirty maybe hostile scientists are going to come surging down here to find us. I say we run."

Clyde and I sprinted down the corridor in roughly the same direction we had come. We needed to get back to Lab 4. If Keira had got lost (a possibility that wasn't very probable) then the best place for us to go was back there in the hope that nobody would be heading there as well.

As we turned around the first corner into another corridor I could hear voices coming from where we came from. The scientists must be out of the meeting room by now. Both Clyde and I sped up. We needed to find a hiding place before the scientists arrived and found us. If Keira was captured, we wouldn't be any use to her captured as well.

Lab 4 was deserted as we stumbled into and lurched around trying to find the best cupboard to hide in.

"Maybe Sarah Jane did something to set the alarm off." Suggesting Clyde as we hid ourselves in some lab coats in the supplies cupboard. "She might have finished the interview then gone sneaking around as well and got caught."

I nodded, then realised he couldn't see me under the lab coats. "Yeah. But that doesn't explain why Keira's missing."

Clyde grunted in assent. "They could have all been captured-hey! Is that your hand or what?"

"Sorry, I'll just-"

"OW!"

"Sorry!"

"That was my effing-"

"Shhhh!"

Voices could be heard in the lab. Both Clyde and I sat stock still under the coats, to avoid detection, but also to hear what the scientists said. We could hear them moving about. I winced when I remembered the state we'd left the lab in, papers flung about everywhere on the desks. They'd know that someone had been in here.

"Look at this mess!" said someone close to our closet. "Look at these notes; they are all out of order. I don't know how anyone expects us to work when people are barging in all the time and messing everything up!"

I listened with interest. Had someone else come who wasn't supposed to be here and looked around?

"The boss said they caught someone this time." Said another voice, one further away. "A lady Journalist thinking she could go looking around everywhere."

I felt Clyde stiffen beside me. It wasn't Keira they had, it was Sarah Jane. I wondered where Rani was. Had they gotten her too? Then, I wondered, where was Keira?

"We shouldn't have gotten ourselves into this." Whispered Clyde. "We should have just let Sarah Jane and Rani go in and not have poked around. Even if they do go away soon, they'll probably lock the door after them. We'll be trapped inside."

I gave him a withering look I don't think he saw under the coats. "We've got the lipstick." I reminded him. "We'll be fine. I'm just worried about mum."

"Hmm." Said Clyde.

"There's a whole section of my notes gone!" cried a lady scientist from the other side of the lab. "They go straight from animal testing to affects on sperm count!"

Clyde stifled a giggle beside me.

"Grow up." I whispered.

"I'm going to complain!" stated the first scientist who spoke. "The contract never stated that we would get searched and robbed on a weekly basis! How are we supposed to conduct experiments in this facility? Only the other week one of the employers came down and messed up three days worth of tests by eating waldorf salad all over them!"

This was greeted by many agreements and soon a whole group of them left, probably to go and complain to their superiors. I could hear the others trying to regain order in the lab. I felt quite guilty for messing up their notes. I would have put them back.

Eventually, they all left, locking the door behind them like Clyde had predicted. Of course, it only took one buzz of the screwdriver to open and another to close. It was like we had never been there.

Clyde and I jogged down a corridor, not really knowing where we were going. So far, all we had seen were the long, white corridors, with no indication of how to get out of them. An employee had said how one of their employers had come 'down' to their lab, indicating that maybe their offices were on higher levels. That was probably where they held Sarah Jane right now.

"We have to get up." I told Clyde. "But how are we going to get there?"