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-Blink

~~~Somewhere in San Francisco~~~

Emelia slowly peeked her eyes open, instantly regretting it as a shooting pain went through her head. She groaned and pressed her hand against her temple, hoping it'd help yet fully knowing it won't. Emma turned her face further into the cover, taking a moment too long to fully realize she's in someone's bed. She shot her head up, ignoring the pain in her head, suddenly more concerned about her surroundings. Whose bed was she in and how did she get there, she thought. She looked around, noticing a pretty normal bedroom. The only people she remembered hanging out with were Dedsec, and she didn't remember what happened after the beach. The memory of Wrench's smiling mask popped into her head for a moment and her face paled. Surely, this room was too normal to be Wrench's. It was too empty. Maybe a spare bedroom, she thought. She fully sat up, almost completely numb to the pain in her head. The blanket fell off her body and she felt self conscious until she realized she was fully clothed in yesterday's outfit.

"Oh you're alive," Sitara's voice spoke startling Emma.

"Oh god," Emma put her heart on her chest, "Sitara, it's you." She sighed with relief.

Sitara smirked, "Expecting someone else?" She asked with a coy grin.

Emma ignored the question, not comprehending the underlying meaning of it, and began rubbing her temples again. The fear of not knowing where she was only temporarily subdued the headache, "Is this your place?"

"Sure is, sweetie. Welcome to my spare room. There's some advil and water next to you," She said.

Emma groaned, feeling too much pain to actually lean over and grab it. She lazily extended her arm to the nightstand, not making an actual effort to grab it. Sitara got the hint and rolled her eyes and she walked over to the nightstand to hand Emma the contents.

"You're a goddess," Emma muttered as she took 2 advils and drank enough water to swallow it down, "What even happened last night? I don't remember leaving the beach."

"Yeah, you put on quite the show," Sitara said and sat on the foot of the bed to talk to her friend.

Emma's eyes widened, "Wh-wh-whu-what do you..." She stammered.

"Yeahhh, you kept trying to go back to Wrench's place," Sitara said.

Emma's heart sank, "No I didn't," She stared back with wide eyes, convincing herself it wasn't true. She wished her body had the energy to express what her mind was thinking.

Sitara just laughed, "I'm just kidding. You two were kinda all over each other though, it was gross. And when you tried to take your shirt off…"

"My...shirt…" Emma just repeated quietly, letting information process.

Sitara loved the look on Emma's face, "Oh my god, kidding again!"

"Sitara, i'm going to throw up all over your bed." Emma deadpanned.

"Wouldn't be the first time," Sitara shrugged.

"I'm so proud of past, wasted me," Emma cheered.

"Well, don't be too proud, cause that was a joke too. Last one, I swear."

"Dammit! You can't even let me have that one?" Emma laid back down.

"Don't get too comfortable. It's 11am and we have a big day ahead of us," Sitara said hopping off the bed.

"You know I don't trust a single thing you say now, right?" Emma said not even looking at Sitara.

"Jokes are done, sorry, you're just such an easy target right now," Sitara said.

"For real though, what happened?" Emma asked. She thought there had to be a reason Sitara kept bringing up Wrench; maybe she did or said something embarrassing.

"You were basically falling asleep on Wrench so I just took you here. See? Boring. I had to come up with something more exciting. You did try to go swimming though," Sitara shrugged.

"Guess it could have been worse," Emma said, relieved, yet slightly blushing from the knowledge of falling asleep on Wrench. She vaguely remembered little bits and pieces from last night. "Remind me not to drink too much, please? It's been so long since I've been out with friends, I guess I got carried away."

"Everyone says that during a hangover. Now hurry up and get ready," Sitara said and walked out. Emma just groaned and covered her face.

~~~Mission Rock Avenue~~~

Emma wasn't exactly paying attention to where Sitara was leading her. Her eyes were straight ahead, but her vision wasn't focusing on anything. She couldn't even recall having a single thought on the way to an apartment Sitara was showing her. One member of Dedsec had an apartment as a hideout in San Francisco and was temporarily in Boston for a few months, giving Emma enough time to find her own place until he comes back.

"I wonder what kinda things I could say and get away with," Sitara said amused by Emma's dead expression. It was clear the hangover hasn't gone away yet.

"Oh, i'm hearing you… Just not processing it," Emma muttered.

Sitara guided her into an apartment that Emma was sure she'd forget how to get to later. The apartment was on the 4th floor, if Emma counted correctly. Surprisingly, the trek up the stairs seemed to help her hangover, or maybe it was the lack of a bright sun in her eyes.

"Aaaand here it is, what do you think?" Sitara asked opening the door.

Emma looked around. It was already furnished. Basic, but good enough. Especially for a temporary home. "Good enough for me," She answered smiling. "Can I nap now?"

"Look, we're on a tight schedule if you want to get your lab up and running. Maybe you should keep the drinking to a minimum?" Sitara offered.

"I didn't think we'd be doing this," Emma said gesturing around her, "Some heads up would have been good while I was downing my 3rd beer."

"Didn't think you'd have 3 more after! Plus, Dedsec doesn't make plans. We see an opportunity, and go for it," Sitara said.

"Yeah, well I'm not Dedsec remember?" Emma muttered.

"I know, but I am." Sitara finished.

Emma nodded. She knew Sitara understood, but the more time she spends with her, the less she thinks her wishes are being respected. It's impossible to a certain extent, being so close to everyone and going out drinking with them. "Can I get some clothes or something?" Emma asked.

"Oh yeah," Sitara said pulling a wallet out of her pocket and handed it to Emma, "This is you now."

Emma reluctantly grabbed the wallet and peeked inside. 2 credit cards and an I.D. "Jodie Smith?"

"You're not unofficially an official Blume Scientist! Well, Jodie is, with a $25,000 credit limit. Little Emelia is a mad scientist trying to recreate fear gas," Sitara said.

"I've never tried that!" Emma defended.

"Don't pretend that's not what you've been thinking about, you psycho," Sitara laughed and plopped down on the couch.

"A mixture of Carbogen and hallucinogens. I haven't been thinking about it, cause I already have and gave up," Emma said and sat down next to Sitara, "It's just impossible the way it works in comic books."

"Maybe I should re-think you working with me…" Sitara said.

"Too late. What's on for the rest of the day though? I'd really like to sleep some more if I can," Emma said.

"We got some project we're working on and meeting at Wrench's garage in a bit. So I guess you can sleep the day away," Sitara said.

Emma nodded. Part of her was glad to be able to sleep, but another part of her wanted to be included. No, she wasn't a part of Dedsec. Why would they invite her? She thought briefly about being alone in an apartment and didn't like it. Owen could always find her, no matter where she is. Using a credit card that isn't hers, he'd find her. Living in an apartment that is under someone else's name, a Dedsec member nonetheless, he'd still find her. She didn't want to be alone, but she didn't want to admit it to Sitara or herself. Her independence was important and she didn't want to seem weak.

"What are you thinking?" Sitara asked softly.

Emma snapped her head to look at Sitara and let a quick breath of air out, "Oh, nothing, you know... just still kinda hungover," She said.

Sitara knew Emma was lying but didn't press the issue. Whatever it was, Emma would have to come out and say it. Not that she didn't care about her friends well-being, she just didn't want to pry anymore. Sitara lightly patted her friend's knee and stood up, "Well I'm off… Oh! Before i forget, I got you a phone. There's no way you're going to talk to us with a damn flip phone," Sitara said handing her a smart phone.

Emma grabbed it out of instinct, realizing she didn't want it when it was already too late, "Owen could…"

"Don't worry, Owen isn't going to find this, because it's got Sitara's Super Awesome Unhackable Software!" Sitara said proudly.

"You got a shorter name for that?"

"Working on it. Everyone's phone number is in there if you ever need someone," She saluted and left.

Emma didn't like this. She knew she was going to have to call someone. Either a panic attack will set in, or worse… Owen might actually find out and do something. Sitara promised she'd be safe, but she knew Owen was dangerous and crafty. He probably had eyes on her. She didn't want to call anyone… Only knowing these people for a little over a day and already showing weakness and neediness? It wasn't her style. She sighed and laid back on the couch. Before too long, she drifted off into her much needed sleep.

~~~Wrench's Garage~~~

Months ago, they used the Cyber Driver car to make a point, as well as bring attention to Dedsec. This time, they wanted to be ready with the tech just in case. Or at least practice with new tech. Someone would piss them off or want to fight Dedsec, but they would always be one step ahead.

Marcus was inside a car, messing with radio wires, as Wrench was under the hood, typing away at a laptop that was connected to a part of the car via cables. Josh was off to the side, researching on his laptop. "That Cyber Driver was a real good test run. Smart cars aren't as complex as people think," Marcus said.

"Not any harder than working with a computer. Almost literally now," Wrench said noting his work on his laptop.

Sitara finally walked in, "Finally here, boys. I situated Emma in her new apartment."

"Heyyy, how's Emma doing?" Marcus asked when she walked in, still working with the wires.

"Hungover," Sitara laughed, "She was such an easy target, I almost felt bad. I was messing with her so much."

"Haven't seen her in years; wastes no time messing with her. Must be rough being your friend, Sitara," Wrench said, winking through his mask.

"I told her she was trying to go home with you," Sitara said, smiling toward Wrench.

Marcus laughed and Wrench almost dropped his laptop, "Whyyy the hell-?" He said not knowing how else to respond, "Now she's gonna be all weird around me," He said muttering that last part with annoyance.

"Don't worry, she didn't believe me," Sitara reassured him, even if it was a bit of a lie.

"Ouch," He said feigning offense at the knowledge Emma wouldn't find that believable.

"Why do you even care? The Wrench I know loves a friendly troll," Sitara asked.

"He liiiiiikes her," Marcus drawled out from inside the car, borderline giggling.

"Ohhh," Sitara grinned with eyebrows high up.

"Wh-Marcus!" Wrench scolded.

"What's wrong with that? I like Emma too," Josh said strolling up, "She's nice."

"Yeah, me too, but Wrench likes her enough to -" Marcus began.

"Hey-ey-ey, I like Emma just as much as everyone else here does, alright? The regular amount!" Wrench defended, gesturing his arms out in front of everyone.

"Mmhmm. Anyway, what's the progress boys?" She asked.

"Almost done with the rewiring. Then we gotta test the smart car replacements. We're getting wayyy good at this," Marcus said, casually bragging.

"Never good enough, remember. We always have to be one step ahead," Sitara said, "Where's Ray, anyway?"

"He said he had something to do. I don't know, he was being weird all day," Wrench answered quietly, however, clearly still agitated by the recent conversation.

"Sitara, the guys are ready," Josh said strolling up.

"Guys?" Marcus asked, stepping out of the car as he was finished rewiring.

"We have a surprise when you guys get back to the hackerspace. Just stay out for at least 4 hours," She answered.

"Sounds like extreme home makeovers. You redecorating?" Marcus said.

"You'll just have to wait and see!" Sitara said walking out, Josh trailing behind her.

As soon as they were out of eyesight, Wrench grabbed the first tool that was next to him and threw it at Marcus, "Owww the fuck man?"

Wrench got up from his seated position in the car and walked closer to Marcus, "Why did you say that to Sitara?"

"So? If you say it's not true, who cares?" Marcus asked.

"You know how girls are! They talk about everything, and the last thing I want is to be the awkward topic of two gossiping girls," Wrench said.

"Something tells me they're not the gossiping type," Marcus said. He was amused at how uncomfortable Wrench was acting.

"We can only hope," Wrench muttered.

"Well, we got four hours to spend, so we can either keep gossiping ourselves or get this shit done," Marcus said.

"Better take our time then. This will take two hours normally," Wrench said.

~~~Outside of San Francisco ~~~ Corkey's Bar~~~

Ray was at a table in the corner of a bar. His eyes were darting between everyone as he was drinking his beer. He couldn't remember how long he's been there, waiting. He found a lead on someone he was tracking. Someone who he couldn't tell the other Dedsec members about just yet. He put his drink down, looking at how much he had left, deciding he was going to get up to get another once he was done. Movement to the left of him got his attention and he watched as someone sat down in front of him. Ray stared hard at the man, who was wearing a hood.

"I believe you've met my dear Emelia," The man in front of Ray spoke.

~~~Wrench's Garage ~~~ A few hours later~~~

The sun had just set when Marcus and Wrench finished with their adjustments. They were packing up to meet back at the hackerspace. Marcus was packing up his backpack as Wrench was wiping his hands down with a towel.

"Well, we got the main things out of the way," Marcus said heading toward the garage door.

Wrench tossed the towel aside and followed Marcus out, "Now to make adjustments as we please. Good work, Marcus," Wrench said holding his fist out.

Marcus tapped Wrench's fist with his and waited as Wrench unlocked the garage door and opened the door. Marcus walked out first, and turned to his left to see Emma standing there who look startled at the sight. "Emma?" Marcus said. Wrench shot his attention over as he lowered the garage door, feeling a warm sensation in his stomach when he heard her name, "What's up?"

She was holding a small box in front of her, looking nervous and trying to make herself smaller, "Hey, sorry… Sitara said you'd all be here and I got kinda… I don't know, bored."

"Oh, yeah she was here a few hours ago, but had to leave. Are you okay?" Marcus asked concerned. Wrench finally finished locking his garage door and walked up to the two.

"Hi," She smiled warmly at Wrench, not really making eye contact. She was still nervous about learning that she almost fell asleep on him last night.

"Good to see you," He said awkwardly, smiling back through his mask. He was usually pretty awkward around women to begin with, but remembering what Sitara told him made him even more nervous. He just didn't want her to feel uncomfortable and be weird around him.

"You too… and yeah I'm good, just, uh, I made these," She said holding out a box of cookies. She wasn't bored. She just didn't want to be alone anymore. Making deserts was something she did to get her mind off of things if she could. No better way to break in her new apartment than to stress out, pace, and make cookies. Marcus grabbed the box of cookies, "There's chocolate chip and peanut butter. I made way too much, but figured you'd all eventually get through them."

"Oh man I didn't know you baked! These look great!" Marcus said already grabbing a chocolate chip one.

"Anytime. Baking is fun. Guess, I'll see you guys later?" Emma smiled and shoved her hands in her long, dark green windbreaker jacket.

"You came by just for cookies?" Marcus asked muffled by the cookie.

"No, I thought Sitara would be here too, and kinda just needed a girl to talk to," Emma said sticking her tongue out, feeling stupid, "Anyway, sorry to bother you. Enjoy your -"

"You could come with us!" Wrench spit out. Marcus looked at him, "We're meeting at the hackerspace. You can hand over the cookies yourself, instead of, you know, making us carry all these by ourselves."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are 32 cookies too much for your noodle arms?" Emma smirked.

"I was slaving under a hot car all day, give me a break!" He said holding his hands out for extra effect.

"How about we compromise and let me handle the cookies?" Marcus said and started walking backwards, Wrench and Emma following suit.

"Just make sure not to eat all of them before we get there," Wrench said.

~~~Hackerspace~~~

Sitara and Josh finished setting up two new futons replacing the old singular one. Sitara loved her Dedsec family. Even though having a professional status between Dedsec is the smarter option, she wanted them to grow closer and never doubt each other's trust. Having a few movie nights here and there may be just the thing.

Josh sat down on one, feeling the seat around him.

"What do you think?" Sitara asked.

"Better than the last futon," Josh stated simply.

Sitara smiled, "That's because Wrench found that last one. He's going to throw a fit when he finds out I threw it out."

"You didn't ask?" Josh asked.

"The only way to get rid of it is to not tell him. And I know just to thing to help him get over it," Sitara shrugged and lifted up a copy of Predator.

"He's seen it a hundred times." Josh said.

"Doesn't matter. Trust me on this, hun," Sitara said. The door to the hackerspace was heard opening, "Speak of the devil," She said and walked by the stairs welcoming them, hearing Marcus, Wrench and Emma speaking.

"I have to agree with Marcus on this one," Emma was heard saying.

"Shit on Wrench day is a go!" Wrench was heard saying.

Sitara internally cringed, worrying that Wrench might already be in a bad mood and might take the futon news worse than she thought. "Hey, boyyyssss. And Emma," Sitara drawled out.

"Sitara!" She cheered and handed her cookies. Sitara looked at her at her strangely, not expecting for her to be so upbeat. She grabbed the box of cookies, "I made cookies for everyone. I hope you don't mind that I'm here. I went to the garage, but you already left by the time I got there."

"Always happy to have you here, dear," Sitara smiled. She thought back to what Marcus said about Wrench's crush on Emma. Maybe having her around means he won't cause a scene about the new furniture, "And do I have a surprise for you!" Sitara stepped back and gestured toward the new futons.

"Nice! New couches! And there's 2," Marcus said.

"Futons. But we can now have those movie nights that we were talking about," Sitara said.

"Another opportunity for you to shoot down all of my suggestions!" Wrench said, but he couldn't deny liking the new futons, before he realize what it had replaced, "Wait what happened to that last one?" He asked looking back at Sitara.

"Well… you know. Kinda had to make a hardware update," Sitara said. Wrench's mask went blank and before he was able to respond, she put her arm around Emma, "Emma likes them, right?"

"Uh… yeah," Emma said softly knowing her opinion doesn't have much merit considering she isn't part of Dedsec and didn't use the hackerspace. She also only saw that couch once the other day.

"But we've had it for so long, and I didn't even get to say goodbye and -"

"Wow, you really are a hoarder," Emma laughed lightly covering her mouth. She thought it was cute, but she didn't want to admit it.

Wrench wanted to continue arguing that he wasn't a hoarder, but realized all of his planned disputes would only but him deeper in the whole. Perhaps it was time for an upgrade. He knew he was somewhat resistant to change, and perhaps a bit possessive of his belongings. He just looked over at the new couches, hands on his hips., slowly attempting to process the change. Couldn't they just have asked him what to do with the old one, he thought.

Sitara mentally thanked Emma and she squeezed her a bit tighter for a second before letting go to grab the DVD on the futon, lifting up the case, "And we're going to break them in with… Predator! Care to ….stick around?" Sitara said quoting the movie.

Wrench squinted through his mask, sighing, displaying two flat solid lines for a moment, "What happened to you, Sitara? You used to be someone I could trust," Wrench responded with another quote from the movie.

"We going to start movie night or keep quoting it?" Marcus asked, his mouth muffled with a cookie.

"Oh, is that what was happening? I thought this discussion was just getting heated," Emma said.

"Wait, you've never seen Predator?" Marcus asked, speech muffled with cookies.

"Jesus, Marcus, how many have you eaten already?" Emma asked.

"6?" He answered uncertainly.

"Forget that! Emma, you've never seen Predator?!" Wrench asked with exclamation points displaying on his mask.

"I'm sure I did when I was really young, but… Nothing that I can remember from it," Emma said, feeling shy. She felt out of place suddenly. Not only for not being hacker, but now for not seeing such an apparently important film.

"Sitara, what are we waiting for?" Wrench asked grabbing the DVD from Sitara, grabbing Emma's wrist lightly and pulling her toward the couch, without much resistance on her part, "Have a seat, my dear?" He kindly offered her a seat on the couch, gesturing his arm out like he was offering her a carriage. She complied and stared back as he popped in the DVD.

"I don't get why we have to watch this. We've seen it so many times," Josh said.

Wrench pointed at Josh, "You don't understand!" Wrench said, he turned to Emma as he sat down, "You're gonna love it," He clicked through the remote to go through the menus.

Sitara strolled up offering a beer to Wrench and Emma, Wrench accepting one, Emma shaking her head, remembering her hangover from earlier. She and Marcus sat down on the other couch, Sitara giving Emma a coy look. Emma noticed it and felt her face turn warm as she glared at Sitara.

"Can't wait to be able to quote it like you guys can," Emma said, "I know 'get to the choppah' and the one about pushing too many pencils or something."

"What's the matter? The CIA got you pushing too many pencils?" Wrench and Marcus both quoted with enthusiasm.

"Okay, leave something as a surprise," Emma joked.

"Make it easy on yourself, Dutch!" Wrench immediately said.

Emma turned her head to stare at him, waiting for him to look back at her. When he did, she asked "That was another quote, wasn't it?"

Wrench looked at Emma, displaying a smile through his mask, "Last one, I'm sorry," He said. Emma smiled back and lightly shoved his arm, only causing him to let out a soft chuckle.

It took a lot out of Wrench and Marcus to not quote the movie out loud during their favorite parts, but they tried so Emma could pay attention and enjoy the movie for what it was. They provided their own commentary, impressing Emma how much they knew about the film, and the lore behind the Predator series. It made her want to get into it, too. Good thing she was around just the right people to help her know everything there was to it. She could trade some mad Batman knowledge though, she suggested.

After about halfway through the movie, the hackerspace doors were heard opening, followed by Ray descending the stairs, "So I found some really interesting news today, kiddos," He said, looking like he was suppressing anger.

Wrench turned, "Can it wait an hour? We're watching Predator and Emma's never seen it."

"I have! I was just like 8," She defended.

"Doesn't count," Wrench said quickly.

"Oh perfect! Just the person I wanted to see!" He said when he noticed Emma. She furrowed an eyebrow in confusion.

"Whoa, man," Marcus said suggesting he calm down.

"I ran into Cyb0rg today," Ray continued. Everyone but Sitara suddenly became very interested in what he had to say now.

"In person?" Wrench asked.

"Who's Cyb0rg?" Emma asked meekly. Wrench turned around and was about to explain to her before Ray cut him off.

"Don't you play coy with me, kid, you know exactly who he is," Ray almost spit out.

"Ray…" Sitara warned.

"I have no idea who you're talking about," Emma pressed on, more force in her voice.

"The one guy that tries to undo everything Dedsec ever does. You might know him as your ex boyfriend? That's why you looked so familiar to me!" Ray said.

Emma's face expressed her confusion and everyone turned heads to her, while Sitara got off the couch to walk over to Ray.

"Wait… Owen is Cyb0rg?" Marcus asked.

Wrench let out a laugh, "Oh my god… Cyb0rg's name is Owen."

"Okay, Regi-"

"Heyheyhey!" Wrench interrupted him.

Emma stood up involuntarily, something that she did from stressing out, "I haven't talked to Owen in over a year and I have no idea what the whole Cyb0rg deal is!" Emma said.

"Ray, she has no idea…" Sitara said calmly, "I called her to help us. This wasn't some master scheme by anyone."

"You voluntarily brought Cyb0rg's spy in here. Are we sure you're not with him, too?" Ray asked. He was more calm at this point, but still angry.

"What's gotten into you? We're supposed to trust each other," Sitara said offended.

"That's what I thought, too. I've been in the business for a long time, Sitara, and I'm tired of running into traitors," He said.

"I'm not a traitor! He's lying!" Emma finally spit out, wanting to cry.

"How are we supposed to believe that? How else would he know everything? You know what he could do with all of our data, and the locations of our hideouts?" Ray pressed on.

"I… I didn't… I would never do that," Emma stuttered, "He's been trying to ruin my life, he just wants to manipulate you like he's manipulated me!" She yelled, tears building up in her eyes.

"Save the victim card, I've seen it too many times," Ray said flatly. At this point Marcus and Wrench both stood up, telling him he's gone too far.

Emma was taken aback by what he said. She walked up to Ray, "Fuck. You." She said shoving him and marched up the stairs, heading toward the exit to the hackerspace. She couldn't deal with it anymore. Owen himself ruined her life, and he was doing it through her allies next.

Sitara continued to berate Ray. Marcus and Wrench looked at each other. Wrench thought Sitara would go after Emma to stop her and comfort her. If she wasn't going to, someone had to. Marcus nodded toward the stairs, signaling Wrench to be the one to go get Emma. Wrench quickly walked out, leaving the argument behind him.

"Ray, c'mon man, can't you see she has no idea?" Marcus asked.

"He's tortured her and made her sacrifice her own life for him. She'd never work with him," Sitara said slowly with anger.

"I know," Ray said.

Marcus and Sitara were confused, "What?" They asked.

"I had to make that believable. Cyb0rg's has mic's on her. He nearly bragged about creeping on her every few nights when she's asleep to install a new mic," Ray explained.

"That…. Fucked up…. Creep!" Marcus said feeling disgusted.

"You really talked to him?" Sitara asked, still processing the tonal change.

"I met up with a goon that works for him. Cyb0rg and I spoke through him. It was weird. He said he convinced Emma to work for him and that he places mic's on her in spots she doesn't even know so that it'd be harder to us to tell where it is. Didn't take much to realize what he was really saying," Ray said.

"I wish you gave us some sort of warning, jesus christ, Ray!" Sitara said shoving him.

"I'll apologize to her later. We have to do something about avoiding any hacking he might do," Ray said setting up a laptop. Sitara and Marcus set there's up and followed suite, "She's right by the way. He's a manipulator. I was just able to see through his lies."

~~~Outside~~~

Emma almost stomped outside, feeling the chill air hit her but feeling too emotionally numb to care. Her tears freely streaming down her face, no longer worried about anyone seeing her turn weak.

"Emma, wait!" Wrench called out. She didn't stop walking away. He continued to go after her, pulling her arm lightly to slow her down. He moved around to stand in front of her, blocking her from continuing forward, "Come back. We can talk it out with him." He wasn't sure what she wanted to hear, or what would even help her feel better. He just wanted her to come back.

"Please let me go," She said through her tears, covering her face.

"You're crazy if you think I'm going to let you leave after that. We can talk," Wrench said.

"I'm not a traitor…" She said, crying.

"I know you're not, and we can convince Ray!" He encouraged.

She shook her head, "No more convincing. He won't believe me."

"We'll find a way, okay? I promise," He said trying to get her to look up at him.

Her eyes focused on the ground, "It doesn't matter. Owen will just keep trying to tear me away from everyone. He'll say and do anything. I give up. He wins."

"Well, he'll have to kill me first if he wants to tear you away from me," Wrench said casually. He didn't waste a moment to respond to her. He was spitting out exactly how he was feeling.

Emma finally looked up at him with wide, worried eyes, "And he will," She said and pushed herself away from him, able to go around.

"Emma... " Wrench said weakly, unsure what else to say.

"Just leave me alone," She muttered coldly and walked away.

Wrench's shoulders dropped slightly as he watched her walk off. He cursed under his breath as he kicked the nearest piece of trash on the dirty streets of San Francisco. He wanted to find Owen right then and there and kill him, and make sure Emma would never have to worry about him ever again. But he knew about Owen.. 'Cyb0rg.' No one's ever met him face to face, they say. No one's ever been able to successfully track him. Blume has him protected. But Dedsec can. This time, Dedsec will find him. Wrench will make sure of it.

He marched back inside ready to let Ray have it.

"You son of a bitch!" he yelled, honing in on Ray quickly.

Marcus quickly got in the way and stopped Wrench from walking any further, "Wrench, buddy, relax!"

"Don't tell me you're on his side again!" Wrench said to Marcus, pointing at Ray.

"Wrench, it was an act." Sitara said quickly, also walking up to him to calm him down.

"An act?" Wrench asked angrily, demanding an explanation.

"Cyb0rg planted mics on her. Ray believed what Emma was saying, he just had to make the argument convincing so Cyb0rg thinks his plan is working," Sitara explained.

"I have to go get her," Wrench said to himself before Sitara stopped him, telling him no. "She's out there by herself crying, she needs to hear this! Or texted to her or something," Wrench said pulling out his phone.

"I'll apologize to her tomorrow. I know it sucks right now, but it has to be believable. That includes her crying." Ray explained.

Wrench didn't like this. He let out a yell as he turned around and kicked a chair. He turned back to Ray, pointing at his chest, "You better fucking fix this," Wrench threatened.

"She might be exactly what we need to end Cyb0rg's reign once and for all," Ray said.