"Her name is Quinn Perkins, she'll be working with us. No one is to sleep with her, that means you, Harrison." Olivia spoke slowly and deliberately, looking at Harrison and ignoring Abby's grumbles.

"Liv, you're just hiring her? Is she qualified? What's her past?" Abby asked.

"I know her past, and I trust her. My gut says this is good, you'll like her too." The doors opened and Huck and Quinn walked inside together. Abby looked at Harrison and then turned to smile at Olivia. "What?"

"Oh, it was the crazy Wonderboy's idea to hire her, wasn't it?" Abby asked.

"No, actually it wasn't. It was mine." Olivia said and folded her arms across her chest, "She's working with us, "She's apart of our family."

"For how long." Abby said while sipping her coffee, she watched as Huck and Quinn walked in the conference room, he pulled out her seat and she sat down next to him. Harrison and Abby both exchanged confused glances before focusing on Olivia who was openly glaring at them.

"This is Abby Wheland and Harrison Wright, they work here as well."

"It's nice to meet you all."

"That has yet to be seen." Abby said and turned to the wall where the pictures were posted, "What do we have today?"

"She's cute, isn't she Huck?" Harrison asked from the doorway. Huck looked up from his lunch and shrugged. He knew everyone was forming their own opinions about Quinn and himself. He could hear Abby and Harrison whispering amongst themselves, he didn't like it. Huck had began to hate how he felt about Quinn, she had moved herself into his apartment and now he couldn't get away from her. How had things spiraled out of control so quickly?

"What do you want?"

"Are you and Quinn... "

"I thought Olivia said we weren't supposed to sleep with her." Huck wiped his mouth and looked at Harrison.

"I know. I just want to know-"

"Ask her yourself." Quinn cleared her throat and Harrison jumped, turned around and walked around her. "Have a seat."

"Why are they assuming we're a couple?" Huck smirked and bit into his turkey sandwich. "Are you going to answer me?"

"I think…" He placed his sandwich down and looked at her, "It has something to do with Olivia hiring you without their consent. Normally everything is unanymous but Olivia did this on her own." Quinn sat beside him, grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth. "And that."

"What? You have food around your mouth. You didn't mind when I did it before…" She slammed the napkin down on the table.

"Things were different before, you weren't working with me then."

"Well I guess I understand, he even assumed we were a couple then." Huck looked at her out of the corner of his eye, he didn't want to think about Jesse Tyler or his life before this point. No, but with her here he had to deal with it and face it. Secretly he had enjoyed the way she was absentmindedly affectionate with him. "Are we friends at least?"

"This isn't appropriate conversation." Quinn watched as he picked up his sandwich and used napkin and left. A few moments later Abby entered the kitchen,

"You are so weird." Abby said as she looked through the refrigerator.

"Screw you." Quinn said and stood up storming out of the kitchen.

Gideon sat outside the apartment, as always the lights turned on and the duo went their separate ways. Quinn sat on the couch watching the news while the man disappeared into his room. Gideon called her phone and she picked up.

"Hello."

"I've been worried sick about you, Lindsay. I've tried everywhere looking for you and then one day I saw you out with him. I started to do my research, Lindsay. This isn't the first time you've been seen with him."

"So what is this, Gideon? You're blackmailing me?" Quinn stood up, drew the curtains turned off the lights.

"Things could have ended differently, I could have helped-"

"This is my life, Gideon! You don't just get to decide when and when you won't help. I can't believe I actually… I told… leave me alone, Gideon. Quit following me or things won't end nicely." Gideon couldn't see into the house, he couldn't get inside to place cameras even after trying time and time again. Penelope had given him pictures of Lindsay and the man known only as Damon Larkin sitting together in a room in the California State Prison. They had laughed, touched intimately but not nearly intimately enough to know just how personal their relationship was. Gideon drove away and headed back home to inform Penelope of this new development.

"Huck…" Quinn knocked on his door, the bedroom door creaked open and she could see that he wasn't within the room. She hadn't heard or seen him walk from the room, but that wasn't new at all. She was sure that he could break into museums and no one would notice. "Did he go or…"

The wall pushed out and Huck stepped through, he looked up to find her there clutching her phone.

"What's wrong?"

"He called."

"Who?"

"Gideon."

"And?"

"And he basically threatened me. I just… I should go… I keep complicating things and now I've just moved in here and-"

"It's not a problem, just calm down for a moment. He must have been the one following us. Don't worry, I'm going to handle it."

"Are you going to kill him?"

"No, not at first." Quinn felt him usher her out of his room, for the most part his room was bare. A dresser, a closet, a king sized bed with black sheets and a black blanket. Did the man's entire wardrobe consist of black? Then there was the secret room in the back. Why the hell did he even have that room?

Later that night Quinn heard the front door open and shut, she sat up and looked out the window and saw him getting into the car. As much as she wondered where he was going and why he was leaving her alone, she was even more curious about that secret room. She waited until she saw he was gone and rushed into his bedroom, she moved to the familiar wall, sliding her fingers along the seam and pulled at the false wall. She reached around for a light switch and was surprised to see the room was oddly spacious and the wall was littered with pictures.

There were images of Gideon and a man, they were meeting frequently. Then there was a wall dedicated solely to her. Pictures of her by herself, with friends and even the pictures that Jesse had had taken of her and him when they were in the Prison. The images painted a picture, he had watched every move she made. Did he care or was it apart of the game? Fortunately there were no images of Jesse or Penelope Smith. But there was a picture of a man, she had seen him at a bakery when she was still living in California. Who was he? How was he connected?

Quinn left the room just as silently as she entered and sat down on the couch. Why was Huck doing all of this and where was he at right now? "

The moment he pushed her out of his room, he started to research. He had all of Gideon's contact information but now he needed to know more. Obviously the up and coming journalist was in Penelope's pocket and wanted Quinn. No one was taking Quinn away from him, not if he had a say in it and the way she looked sick to her stomach when he saw her only made this situation worse. He wasn't acting completely on emotion but he wasn't acting strictly on logic either. No, he needed to get rid of Gideon before someone got all the information he was gathering on Quinn.

He knew no information would come up about himself so Quinn was the only target, fortunately and unfortunately he had the protection of the U.S. Government. Huck pulled up to the safe house, he saw the sleek black sport scar parked out front. How stupid could Gideon Wallace be? However, there was another car parked out front. A green four door, it was the same car that Billy Chambers drove. Why were they meeting out here?

The front door flew open and Billy Chambers rushed out the door to his car and sped down the street. What the hell happened? When Huck finally reached the front door he saw that Gideon was bleeding out from his chest, there were scissors in his chest.

"No… no…" Huck said while grabbing his phone and calling 911 and leaving. When he made it back to the apartment Quinn was sitting up waiting on him which was the last thing he needed. "Come on…"

"What happened? Why are you covered in blood?"

"Gideon is at the hospital. He'll make it, but… it's close."

"Did you-"

"No."

"Who did?"

"That's classified."

"Huck!" Quinn exclaimed.

"Quinn, just listen to me. Gideon blacked out before I got there, from shock I guess. He lost a lot of blood…"

"And you left him there alone?"

"Should I have brought him back here so he can try to kidnap you properly?" Quinn shoved past him and headed for the door. "I can't stop you but if you're gonna go… take this…" Quinn turned around and looked at the outstretched card. It was an I.D. with her face but the name 'Marsha Wallace' on it. 'Be careful."

"Yeah, whatever." Quinn took the I.D. and rushed out of the door. As much as she tried not to care, she did still feel something for Gideon. Hell, she still felt something for Jesse and she couldn't just turn those emotions off. Quinn sped down the empty streets usually littered with traffic, and all she could think about was Gideon lying on the floor of some house bleeding. Each fleeting second created worser thoughts and by the time she reached the emergency room she could already picture his body laid out in a morgue. "I'm Marsha Wallace."

The nurse nodded her head taking her back to a secluded room.

"You have fifteen minutes before the police arrive." The woman said and walked out of the room. Gideon was breathing easily, and she couldn't see where the stitches were but apparently they had been somewhere on his torso. Who had done this to him? Had it been Penelope? No, it couldn't have been Penelope unless Huck would have told her. It must have been whoever he was tracking for Olivia.

The doors open and she met icy eyes she never thought she would see again.

"Nice to find you here, Lindsay." Penelope said while leaning against the door. "Mind if we have a little chat?"