A/N Cheers guys, I'm thankful for your kind words on this story. Thank you for the reviews, follows it means a lot that people are enjoying this.

My dearest Zoe has helped me so much with this, continually listening to my rambling and encouraging me and also shouting at me cause I leave the chapters where I do. I do love drama. This chapter was a joint beta affair, the earlier versions done by my girl and then the last one done by the talented Donteatblue. Thank you blue, oh and she's been shouting at me too for chapter endings (really the cheek of her, have you read the latest chapter of Circumstantial Evidence! YEAH CHEEK BLUE!). Not long left until we shall be saying goodbye to this story so I hope you enjoy the ride.

Otter out!

Disclaimer: Any Grey's characters used, not mine. Other characters that have nothing to do with Grey's yes they are mine. Its all for fun.

Chapter 18 Kissing Death, losing Breath.

All eyes shot toward Denny as the encrypted code that Sam and he had come up with started flashing on screen. Meredith stood fidgeting her feet and her nails were currently trimming themselves at the edge of her mouth. Derek held onto his wife, he could feel how tensely she was waiting, scrutinising every crack of emotion that graced the other man's features.

Finally Denny spun on his heels to face them properly, revealing the biggest smile giving the answer that they had been waiting for patiently. Derek felt all the tension leave Meredith's small frame as she relaxed into him.

"That's my boy!" Denny wasn't a religious man but he seemed to look to the ceiling thanking whoever was up there.

"Soooooo…what now?" Meredith finally broke the buzz of excitement that swept through the main system room.

"Now we wait, the effects could take anything from an hour to god only knows. Everyone will absorb the drug differently so now we wait!" Derek kissed Meredith's forehead as he continued to hold her until a cough interrupted him. Looking over toward Denny he shook his head as he watched the man doing what could only be described as a happy dance.

Coming to in the dust filled darkness, a cough made its way from the pit of his stomach as his body instinctively tried to dispel the dust that had wedged in his dry throat. He quickly became aware of his surroundings and the constant thud at his leg even in the darkness. Sometimes it shifted and he could feel the sharp pain in his chest instead.

Stirring, Alex tried to raise his head but his eyelids were heavy and the pounding in his cranium was seriously beginning to mess with his inner calm. At least the irritating noise from the gunfire had stopped. Suddenly that realisation hit him like a rock…no gunfire. Wait, that did feel like a rock!

Opening his eyes properly he managed to avoid another shard of rubble that flew in his direction.

"Bailey! What the fuck?" He whimpered in pain at subjecting his bruised body to the sudden movement.

"Oh thank God, you're alive!" Bailey finally let her arm fall as she lost all energy in her uninjured shoulder.

"I think…no I'm sure I got the last goon but he managed to get a lucky shot off, a spray of bullets hitting the roof as he fell. Stupid ceiling came down and I must have hit my head as I tried to avoid the falling shit." Karev brought his hand up to the back of his throbbing head before examining and showing the woman the red evidence that stained his fingers.

"Where's Capt'n Tight Pants? Are you all right Bailey?" Karev groggily moved over to the woman when he saw that she was also covered in blood and struggling to stay awake.

"I think Hahn has her. You have to go help her, I'll be grade-A okay, just help her." Bailey's raspy voice tried to hide her discomfort and pain.

"Torres will kick my ass if I leave you to bleed out. You know what she says, if you can't walk, you crawl and if you can't crawl…" Alex motioned his hands trying to get Bailey to finish the sentence. He was mainly just trying to keep the woman awake.

"You find someone to carry you. I know, but she needs…I can't help her so you need to. That's an order Karev!" Bailey mustered as much energy as she could and tried to shove him away. Karev stayed in exactly the same position trying to figure out how to get her out by himself.

"When have you ever known me to do what you tell…Sssh! Did you hear that?" Both of their eyes shifted to the back wall when they heard movement again. Karev bringing a single finger to his lips told Bailey to be quiet as he slowly and quietly picked up Callie's gun from the ground in front of her. He stayed low to the ground hoping the darkness would cover them both.

"Zoe…can you hear this? Are you receiving this signal?" Cristina waited listening to the static from the ear piece. Lexie had managed to navigate the group safely avoiding any of Hahn's assembly, back to the first room where they had met the tattooed girl.

"Hey you…g…s…get y….ut of…" Everyone scrunched their eyes when the screeching static from their earpieces nearly exploded their ear drums.

"The storm must be right on top of us; we are going to have to get back to the transporter to send these files to the Major, so masks on quickly guys." Tim looked at the group before looking back at the youngest member. "Lexie do you have any breathing masks here?"

"No! They've all been used in previous escape attempts…please, please you can't leave me." Lexie started to panic before she was cut off my Mark.

"Here, have mine, my lungs are better at dealing with the lack of clean air outside." Mark started to detach the oxygen bottle from the back of his belt and attached it to the girl's, stuttering slightly when he caught the thanks in her eyes. Shaking the thoughts from his brain he connected up the mask before helping fix the straps, adjusting them to properly fit Lexie. "Just press this button to release some oxygen, don't breathe too deeply or you'll knock yourself out." Mark smirked as pulled a pair of sun glasses from his inside pocket; he placed them over his eyes before wrapping the material that was tangled around his neck making sure his mouth and nose would be shielded from the sand.

"Come on guys! Let's get y'all back to the Transporter so I can get back to help Callie and the others." Arizona didn't wait as she punched the exit release. As the door slid open the group were faced with a wall of yellow. "Everyone hold onto the person in front; Cristina keep trying to get through to the transporter!"

The group moved slowly and carefully into the open, the weight of the sand made them feel like they were maneuvering through mud. They had to rely on Arizona's enhanced senses as they were deaf and blind out in the open.

"Z…e, ca…y…ear….is?...receiving th…nal?" The message broke through Zoe's static.

"Hey you have company coming, get your asses out of there now!" Zoe again looked at how close the Death Walkers were to them. The shapes on the radar were vehicles she had never seen in her databases.

"Fuck! They'll not know what's hit them…Shit!"

As her back hit the wall dispersing yet more air, she could feel the trickle of blood at the side of her mouth. It felt warm as it settled there. Callie closed her eyes as she felt the body pressing against her begin to shift again, bracing herself for the next blow to her stomach. This one brought her forward, slumping into the shoulder of the other woman. As her head rested against the woman's frame Callie managed to bring her own knee up and hit Hahn hard in the mid-section knocking the wind from the taller woman.

Anyone looking on the two women not realising that they were beating the shit out of each other would think that the two were locked in a sensual, hot and heavy dance. Sweat glinting in the limited light, the moans that escaped their mouths except the feelings provoked in each woman though where at very different ends of the pleasure scales.

"Do you know what your sin is, Callie?" Erica breathed out as she fell back and took a knee catching her breath.

"Aw hell, I'm a fan of all seven, but yet I get the feeling you're going to tell me anyway. Since you keep bitching on about my sin's what about yours" Callie coughed as she also took a minute to spit blood from her mouth before gingerly mopping any excess away with the back of her hand.

"Burke's world is the way forward and you …you are destroying it with your resistance. There's no fighting over religion, everyone following one way. Why can't you see that as a good thing? Are you just following your father? Remember he never won anything but a quick fiery death. If you really want to join him, it can be arranged." Hahn pushed her weight off her knee launching another attack at the brunette.

When Hahn had taken Callie away from the others she had been dragged further into the complex, she had first tried to keep tabs on landmarks for when and if she managed to get away; eventually though she lost everything as she began to hold on to any strength that was currently being squeezed from her. Hahn had managed to drag her so easily because she had caught her off guard wrapping a strong arm underneath her windpipe before Callie had even knew what had happened.

When they felt the ground shift, the un-expectancy of the movement displaced Hahn's grip and allowed Callie the seconds she needed to create an attack of her own and now here they were still taking shot after shot at each other. Hahn teasing Callie by showing her that she didn't need her weapon and that she was going to take great pleasure in the personal physical contact.

"My father might have been on the losing side but we are all convinced it wasn't the wrong side. He fought for what he believed in…freedom and that everyone should have a choice. Burke is trying to take that from people so if you want to have a conversation about sin…" Callie still using the wall as a steady tried to avoid the clenched fist that connected with her jaw but failed due to lack of strength on her own part.

The pain that shot through Callie's body burst at her knees as they buckled, she fell to the ground. "Ah let's see that pretty face." Hahn kicked Callie hard causing her to roll over and look up at the other woman. Callie wasn't sure how much more of a beating she could take and Hahn was just toying with her. The woman appeared to absorb pain, she liked it. Callie just had to keep her busy long enough.

"We can help you, Burke has you brainwashed but it doesn't have to be this way." Callie thought she'd try and keep Hahn talking, maybe that would buy her aching body some rest bite. Her arms felt like dead weight, her brain not listening to the instructions to move.

"I know what I am; I'm a ghost…a man-made madness. I know what my so-called sins are. I've made peace with what I have done. All for the greater good and I will be judged. If I was a religious person, I'm quite sure there's a special reserved space for me in hell. I do the jobs that need to be done and I have no remorse, therefore no sin as I see it. " Hahn was now straddling Callie. She felt her body weight shift as Hahn brought her face closer. Callie could feel her centre push into her own. It sent a shiver up her spin and not in a good way.

"Mm mm fantasy becoming a reality. I'm really not sure how I feel about it, I don't know if it's something in the way you move, or the way you look…I mean I can mess that pretty face up and yet I still feel, I need you. If I just finish you then…but then I wouldn't get to feel this body under me and it feels oh so good." Hahn spoke gently before she brought her hands roughly over Callie's ripped vest top touching the areas of skin on display before running her hands over the helpless woman's breasts continuing up to Callie's throat where she started to squeeze. Callie felt herself begin to pass out but just before she did she felt Hahn's lips on hers.

As Hunt made his way back to the room he had left his friends in he managed to kick something hard on the ground just out of sight. The thud echoed in the empty dark hallway as he cursed his mistake hoping that he had not given his position away.

"Shit!" Sucking up the pain as best he could, Hunt rounded the corner with his gun cocked and aimed ready for whatever would come his way.

Owen actually wasn't surprised when he came face to face with the barrel of a gun due to his very rookie mistake.

"Hunt. Fuck! Quick come help me get Bailey. Did you find a way out?" Karev lowered his weapon as Hunt released the breath he'd held looking at the metal inches from his face.

"Yeah, back here." Hunt and Karev carefully but quickly picked the woman up. Hunt did a double take as he realised that Callie was nowhere to be seen. Alex caught Hunt's hesitancy; he shook his head slowly when the red head eyes made contact with his own. Alex didn't want to leave Callie not knowing what her fate was but he knew their priority was getting Bailey to safety. Once that was achieved, he would come back with a full arsenal in tow. He pleaded with God or anyone that would listen…Callie just had to hang on.

"Back here, quick we need to move." Hunt was cut off as the three braced themselves when they felt ground shift once more. As soon as it settled they hastily followed Owen's lead climbing up some rubble and out into the swirling sand.

Arizona took the lead out into the sand, the visibility for the group was almost impossible even with Arizona's extra abilities. The group was completely unaware of what was coming their way.

Zoe waited as she could do nothing else, watching the heat signals on screen. She could clearly make out the blue signature of Arizona, the rest of the group, and now the yellow and green figures only a matter of feet behind the last member of the team.

Cristina never knew what happened. When Addison felt the mechanic's hand whipped away from her grip she turned to berate the younger woman for letting go.

"Arizona! Stop, Cristina is gone…I can't see…wait!" Addison squinted her eyes as the storm began to dissipate allowing her to make out figures in the distance. She couldn't figure out if they were moving toward them or away from them until she realised…both!

"Death Walkers…DEATH WALKERS!" Addison panicked as she watched three of them drag Cristina further away from their group as more than she could count continued toward them at pace.

"Teddy get Addison and Lexie onto the transporter, close the doors and let nothing in. Get those files to my father." Tim shouted to the women as they gave the men their guns. Teddy took a breath from her oxygen before removing and giving the mask to Mark, giving him a nod before she grabbed his glasses and spun running off toward the transporter, Addison and Lexie in tow.

"Mark, remember save your bullets, clean head shots only." Tim and Mark quickly adjusted themselves, rifles high on the shoulder, eyes focused on the targets preparing to fire but something else caught their eye. The two men looked at each other quickly in shock as Arizona ran completely bulldozing past the closest set of Walkers knocking two of them to the ground.

"Yeah we'll get these ones you just…as you were." Tim and Mark both went back to soldier stance calmly shooting the Walkers taking a running count of who shot more.

Arizona could see that Cristina was being dragged, she was kicking and no doubt screaming toward the end on the complex. Her ear piece must have been knocked out and that's why she couldn't alert anyone. There were three walkers over the brunette, one looking as though he was getting ready to strike, she could see the glint from the sharp object and she wasn't sure she was going to get there in time.

"Zoe, begin uploading the files to these co-ordinates. Addison, help me barricade the doors." Teddy connected the data key before typing in a password that only she had known.

"Who are you talking to?" Lexie asked as she looked around confused as the room only contained the three women.

"I'm the fucking ghost in the machine, BOO! Teddy, two words for you 'Weapon Control' if you get out of here alive, I need control of the weapons…Oh and a fucking horn. Files have been transferred, also copied to the main frame and the group has been informed. Now Dessert Storm Barbie since you're the only trained soldier here, I suggest you go use that lovely MANUAL gun that I can't control." The sarcasm was dripping from Zoe's tone. Teddy shook her head trying to keep the amusement at bay. She looked down and smiled as the alarm on her watch went off followed by Addison's.

"Pipe down Zoe…I wonder why I got talked into giving you a voice" Teddy mumbled under her breath, as she turned the alarm off. "Lexie meet Zoe, she's an AI system that can control the Transporter…"

"Except weapons or a horn! Cough!" Zoe interjected.

"What accent is that supposed to be…if you're going to tell me Scottish, did you watch a lot of Star Trek growing up…Cappin we irnny gonna make eet!" Lexie giggled mocking the voice.

"Fuck off Doodles!" Zoe responded causing the younger girl to bite her lip trying to stop herself from laughing.

"Actually Lexie, you've got a pretty awesome aim. How do you like playing video games?" Teddy quirked an eyebrow as she watched the smile appeared on Lexie's face giving her all the approval she needed.

"Contact the Major. Tell him that the package has been delivered. We are broadcasting live in five." Denny looked back to Meredith and Derek and pointing, he directed their view over to the large screen.

"You'll like this. We had a video compiled earlier. We just needed the files to add the evidence. We've hacked into the main visual feed that Burke uses for his public announcements. The video will be played on a loop, which combined with your magic potion should be enough for people to see the truth."

Both Meredith and Derek watched as the static on the large screen changed to a black screen as the white words started to appear on screen.

He promised a world without sin, his crimes against us we've had enough. We are the people that you can never get the best of. Burke...no more lies, no more of this hell we are here to take the power back. Preston Burke this is the TRUTH!

This was it. Cristina thought to herself as she managed to twist herself back to see that Arizona was indeed coming but she wasn't going to make it. She found herself chuckling when she heard her watch alarm go off. Closing her eyes tight, she didn't want to watch as she felt them tearing at her clothes. Raped, skinned or both and that infernal buzz from her alarm; at least she could die in the knowledge her death helped make the world a better place. Who was she kidding she didn't want to die for no one other than herself and that thought made her struggle harder to escape the strong arms. She managed to get one of her legs free and kicked out at the guy above her, but it had no effect. With all her struggling and their pulling she let out an agonising high-pitched scream as her shoulder dislocated. Fighting back the tears she watched as the thing above her held a sharpened pole above his head and finally started to bring it down. Clenching her eyes shut Cristina waited for the end; hopefully it would be quick.

She was surprised when she felt the weight of a body on top of her, shielding her so she could feel the strong arms around her. She still hadn't opened her eyes; the sound of clashing metal filled her ears as did heavy breathing. Realising it wasn't her breathing she could hear; she opened her eyes and came face to face with Owen's blue ones. She smiled and kissed him.

"As much as I'm enjoying the position maybe we should get up and help Arizona?" Cristina looked over to where the blonde woman was fighting with the three Death Walkers, decapitating one with ease before moving her attention on the next.

"Mmm, maybe we could just lie here for a bit longer…It's nice here. Wait! Have you…have you just pee'd on me? Come on…I know this is scary shit but you can never undo that!" Owen managed a soft smile before kissing Cristina again. Cristina wriggled about under Owen trying to get the wet clothes off her skin.

"I'm glad you finally succumbed to my charm but it really isn't pee Cristina." Owen managed to slowly roll his frame and to her shock she looked on at the man before bringing her hand to her mouth. Owen had thrown his body in the way of the Walker and for his trouble had been impaled.

"Owen you stupid…Fuck!" Cristina climbed on top of Owen trying to stop the bleeding. Looking at the amount blood coming from the wound she knew it wasn't good; she couldn't remove the metal out there.

"You saved me…You can't die Owen you hear me, we've only just…you can't. Going on 3 years now I've had nothing between my nethers that weren't run on batteries. You need to live and fix that. I need you to fix…I need you!" Cristina knew it was no good, she was trying to play down the severity of the wound.

Hunt smiled before blood started to escape from his mouth. He managed to bring his hand to Cristina's cheek before coughing. "I loved you from the moment you told me to take a picture cause it would last longer…I did. I always carry a picture of us." Owen reached into his pocket and gave Cristina the picture as she looked at it she smiled, remembering the night. The picture was of her hands high in the air on Owens back. They were celebrating their victor over Torres and Karev at pool.

Wiping a tear from her eye she went to speak to Owen but realised he was already gone. She held tight to him as she felt his life leave his body.

"We need to go Yang, Hunt's gone." Karev looked down sadly at his friend as he slowly helped a much drained Bailey continue to walk

"I'm not leaving him!" Cristina demanded. She never even flinched when she heard the loud noise from Bambi's gun go off.

Karev looked over as he watched the Walkers fall to the ground as the gun fired through them. Catching that Arizona had just mangled the last of her Walkers he shouted over asking for help. Mark and Tim also came and helped to get everyone back to the transporter since Teddy had them covered.

Callie began to laugh as she came to; her throaty laugh made Hahn's stop what she had been doing. Callie's alarm had started beeping; she knew that her plan to keep Hahn busy had worked.

"What are you laughing at?" Hahn looked confused and unbalanced; she was still perched on top of the brunette. Lowering her face down toward Callie's she asked the question again.

Callie managed to head butt the woman in the face causing blood to flow from her lip. She didn't have the strength to get herself up or protect herself against the next blow to her stomach that came even before she had enough time to open her eyes.

"You've failed Hahn. That alarm is telling me that I knew your infatuation with me would cause you to lose sight of what you actually had to do. We have the files, Burke's reign is over! It's done, there is nothing for you now as you said you're a ghost. Oh and me, I hope you enjoyed groping an unconscious woman because I'm not something you can take." Coughing, before trying to suck in some air, Callie went to bring her arms from the position they were above her head. She cursed as she brought them into her eye line and saw the handcuffs. Rolling her eyes she realised she was still pinned under Hahn and now she didn't have the use of her hands.

"Well, your right on one thing it might be over…But I'm taking you with me cause oh look at that, you are something I CAN TAKE." Hahn began to laugh as she got off of Callie grabbing the chain between the cuffs and began to drag her further into the complex.