A/N Well my sweet lot, we are reaching the end of this journey. One more chapter left oooooooh no pressure. Thank you to everyone that has read, reviewed, pm'd me or added my stories to an alert. My lovely Zoe has looked over this for me, she has been really busy at work and I really appreciate her taking the time to read over it. My lovely friend Nic stepped in and beta'd this for me. I've sucked her into the wonderful world writing fan fiction instead of just reading and she's been bitten as we have been working on something that we'll get the first chapter out soon.

I don't own any of the Grey's characters I just like fuckin' with them.

Enjoy and I apologise for any mistakes there might be.

Chapter 19 The Wrath of Hahn

The deeper they advanced into the darkness, the more unsettled Callie found herself. No matter how good she was at getting herself into trouble, she was remarkably good at getting herself free from it too. This situation unfortunately, had her stumped. Callie's brain was frantically trying to hatch an escape plan…hell, any kind of plan. Her mind was switching between different scenarios; not being able to concentrate on one thought long enough as the other woman was nonchalantly humming a tune to herself.

She hissed in pain every time her spine dragged over rubble on the ground. The first few times the noise drew a humoured look from the assassin but soon Callie was unsure whether she was actually making a noise anymore due to her body finally succumbing to the pain all over, that or Hahn just wasn't interested. Arms were starting to feel like one more yank from the blonde and they would dislodge from very sore sockets, the strain on the joints from pulling her weight was really starting to burn.

"You know…I never asked for this. I strive on being the best; I am the best…so when the President selects you…it's an honour." Callie felt the smallest amount of rest bite as Hahn let the handcuff chain go. Not having the strength to let her arms fall gradually, gravity really worked against her as they hit her lap with a thud making sure the bruises that were already forming stung a little more.

Hahn knew that Callie's body was pretty much broken so she didn't even look twice at the woman as she stood and stared tentatively at the door lock mechanism figuring out the best way to get in. Callie couldn't help her body jump as Hahn gave the door a good few kicks before it opened. Turning back to see Callie trying to crawl away she shook her head in disbelief.

"Why are you still trying to fight this Callie? Just accept your fate; you are here with me now. Even if your friends try to come get you, do you really think they'll be leaving here with you never mind their own lives?" Hahn spat out as she made her way over to Callie who was in the middle of mimicking a tortoise, a painfully slow attempt at escape. Standing above the crawling woman the assassin rolled her eyes before pinning a knee into Callie's back. The screech of pain only intensified as Callie's head was pulled up by her hair so that Hahn could look into her tear filled eyes. "I'm infatuated with you, and that really pisses me off. I have a mix of wanting to slit your throat or fuck you against a wall. Either way Callie, by the time I'm through with you, you will be mine." Letting her weight lift off Callie's back, Hahn brought the brunette to her feet motioning for Callie to enter the room.

The sand storm had settled finally, Mark took in the sight beyond the transporter's door. The grey, smoggy sky looked calm, a stark contrast to only thirty minutes before. Bodies scattered across the sand, red stained grains pooled beside them. He closed his eyes and internally prayed for the souls of the people they were before this madness and not the monsters they'd become. It was a bitter situation, he liked the stories better when he thought they were monsters or aliens, it was easier to not care…but he really did feel for them and for the people they used to be. He hadn't agreed with Burke's way of getting things done; he had liked the idealistic ideas of the Alliance, hence why he'd joined, but this…this chaos had open his eyes to just how deep Burke was willing to go for power. He was startled when Arizona barged past him.

"Hey! Are we ready to go get Torres now?"

"No Mark, you need to stay here. I'm going myself; you'll just slow me down…" Arizona realised by the look on the man's face that the words came out harshly, calming her tone she continued. "Tim and Teddy, the rest need you here. Just protect each other and if I'm not back in twenty minutes I want you all to go back to Dad. Mark, I'm pleading with you. I need you to make sure Tim goes." Arizona whipped around when she got no response from the man. She relaxed when she saw him nod, the pain at letting her do this alone clearly glistening in his eyes.

"Go get your girl and kick that freak's ass." Mark moved over and gave Arizona a bone crunching cuddle. "You're sneaking off without telling Tim aren't you?" Mark pulled back from the embrace to look into the blonde's eyes.

"I need you to get him home, alive Mark…It's just too hard, you know it's better; rip it off like a band aid. He has his hands busy in there with all the injuries. I slipped out as he was cursing having medical knowledge." Arizona pulled away from Mark just before she stepped back she gave him a light kiss on the cheek. "You've always been like a big brotherto us Mark, make sure you look after our brother."

Mark kissed Arizona's forehead and gave her a smile as he let go. He watched as she disappeared into the dark opening, taking a deep breath he closed his eyes to compose himself before returning to the rest of the group to help.

"Sit, please…Tea, Coffee-oh look!" Hahn smiled as she opened the lid to the bottle of alcohol sniffing it. "Whiskey, nice! Care to join me?" She never waited for an answer putting a glass on the table to the left of where Callie had slumped her frame on to.

Callie looked around the dimly lit room. She wasn't sure what part of the building they were in, but Hahn really knew her way around it. Hahn moved over to a computer screen near another door in the back corner and started typing. There was a booming noise as the power in the room switched on. Lights and machines hummed to life. Callie shut her eyes quickly as the lights flickered brighter.

After a moment of trying to compose her eyes Callie opened them to find Hahn had moved to another screen. She pressed a few more buttons before turning back with a creepy smile on her face. Again Callie heard something roar to life and it most definitely came from inside that room.

"It's amazing how uninspiring the architect was for these buildings. Did you know that this is the same design and layout whatever compound you happen to be in? It meant when people got transferred between them it was easy for them to fit right in. I must admit I'm a fan; it's made finding my way around here effortless. So Callie, How have you been since…when was the last time I saw you? Oh yes that's right. The OLD MAN! Oh, he was a tough old chap. I can see where you get your stubborn streak from." Hahn sat across from Callie resting her crossed feet on the coffee table as she settled back comfortably into the cushion, taking a sip of the whiskey.

"Hahn, what are you doing?" Callie almost snarled as the hatred in her voice escaped.

"Call me Erica, please. What does it look like Callie? We are having a civilised conversation. Now why is it you are so against Burke's regime? I think you are just following your father; you have a romanticised vision of what your dad was trying to do. I have total respect, Callie I really do but do you really think the world would be a better place than it is right now?" Hahn paused for a second taking a drink from her glass, wetting her lips.

"Well done, you have got the files. You've told people the truth. Do you know what the truth is, Callie?"

"No but I guess you're going to tell me. You do seem very talkative for a cold-blooded assassin." Callie responded with sheer and utter contempt lacing her voice.

"People are fucking idiots! It's human nature to be stupid. Well-done Callie, you and your band of merry fuck wits have destroyed the United States of America." Callie watched as Hahn mock clapped her before continuing.

"What will happen Callie, when the government falls, when the people get their free will back? Everyone join hands and sing Kum Ba Yah? NO because the collapse of the government will mean public order will be lost. People will be scared. Fear and confusion lead to panic and that's when the strong will pick on the weak…That's human nature! That's what the world was like in parts before you destroyed the government. Fighting over religion because their god is the one god, love one and other all that shit but then suit themselves. You might not have liked the way Burke did it but he eliminated that worldwide with only a few pockets of resistance." Hahn got up and moved over to sit as close as she could to Callie.

"Now I'm not saying it will happen overnight but Militias will take over, controlling the food supply, the power and stockpiling weapons. The governments gone and I adapt…Somebody's got to step up and make sure that the public behaves. I think we could rule together, think about it…"

"You really are insane, aren't you…?"

"Callie, we can mould this place, a new and better state into what you want it to be. Okay we will have to build the states up again but we could get it united again, people will follow you and well I can be your enforcer." Hahn was excited, in her head this was fool proof.

"No Erica, Major Robbins will be the next step in regaining the government." Callie watched as sadistic joy in Hahn's face fell and the stoic expression returned.

"I was hoping I didn't have to resort to this, it can either kill you or it will work perfectly either way I win." Hahn quickly grabbed Callie and pulled her toward the open door on the back wall, pushing her through it Callie fell to the ground hard. Hahn slammed the door before Callie could manage to muster any energy to get to her feet.

Callie looked up as that noise she'd heard earlier got louder and louder till it began to totally take over everything, the vibrations ripping through her consciousness. The light in the room grew to extreme brightness, her senses were tingling and her brain felt as though it was going to explode. She found herself curled up in a ball, wishing for it to be over.

The noise started to power down and Callie felt strong arms wrap around her helping her to her feet.

"Oh Baby! I'm so glad I got to you. Quick we need to go before they come for us." Callie heard the voice sting her ears as the numbness was still affecting her. Her balance was off as she opened her eyes and looked to the person in front of her not recognising the woman.

Arizona moved through the darkness effortlessly, the only thing slowing her down was that she didn't know where the hell to find Callie. Occasionally when she entered a room she would get a flashback from her past. Things she saw triggered memories, some totally catching her off guard. The stronger they got the more life like the apparitions became to her.

She finally saw the soft glow of lights further down the hallway, running toward it not caring what she was going to be confronted with she entered the room and instantly knew that Callie had been there, that cravenly beautiful scent lingering in the air…but no Callie. Walking over to the open door she saw a small pool of blood on the white floor and then the memory hit her like a sledgehammer. She remembered the pain over and over again.

"Oh Callie…no she didn't, please no!"

"Zoe, did you see anyone leave!" Arizona came charging into the control room. She watched as all eyes turned to her and then drifted behind her waiting to see Callie.

"I wasnae lookin' but wait there I'll bring the past 20 mins up on the camera outside the rig."

"Wait, is that Callie? Is that Callie walking with Hahn and then willingly get in a roadrunner?" Addison blurted out before flinching when the noise from Arizona punching the metal door startled her. Leaving a fist sized mark dented in the door Arizona rested her head on the frame.

"Hahn's erased Callie's memories. They did it to me after every mission. I only know about it because as time went on I thought they were dreams but it was the memories coming back to me…We need to get back to the Central Belt, Hahn's probably going totry torescue Burke."

"I had heard through the grapevine that there were some scientists working on a way to remove memories from the human brain but it had been abandoned due to lack of funding and that it was just impossible to pinpoint exact memories and people kept dying…On the bright side it never killed her!" Teddy watched Arizona as the blonde shook her head.

"Trust me, they got it working. We need to get back to the Central belt. We need to Callie back from that nutcase as soon as possible. We need to make sure we get to Burke before she has time to disappear with both of them." Arizona's voice was laced with panic as she tried not to think about not getting back to reach Callie in time.

"How are you feeling?" Hahn continued to drive; every now and again she looked across at Callie who was leaning her throbbing head against the cool glass of the window. Callie's eyes were closed; she was trying to fill in the gaps that had appearedthat now clouded her memories. The last thing she remembered clearly was being asked about a pick up at one of the camps and Bailey made such a bitch about it.

"Bailey...Where's Bailey and …and who the hell are you?" Callie managed to turn her head slightly enough to take in the appearance of the woman currently driving her somewhere. Her head was agony, she had no idea why she went with her but considering her state she knew some serious shit had happened.

"Callie, you need to take it easy. They gave you such a beating you're lucky I got to you in time. Robbins, he sent his goons after you. President Burke found out that Robbins had been manipulating everyone and had a vendetta against him trying to make him out to be the bad guy. He sent me to bring you in when he realised thatthe Major found out that you were Carlos' daughter. He wanted to finish off the job he started all those years ago. Robbins even sent his son and daughter after you. It was the Robbins' kids that left you in that mess. I've taken care of Arizona but the other has managed to con your group. We need to get back to the Central Belt for reinforcements."

"So why do I not know who the hell you are and stop calling me Baby!?" Callie eyed the woman suspiciously.

"Baby, they've obviously messed your head up. I was assigned to keep you safe and well, we hit it off. You told me you were in love with me. Can you not remember me Baby, after everything we've shared?" Hahn continued to try and manipulate Callie, "Really try; I comforted you when we found out what they had done to Richard." Callie snapped her head toward Hahn forgetting about the searing pain for a second.

"No, what do you mean Richard, what happened?" Callie's eyes began to fill with tears; she just knew that the next words that came from this woman's mouth were going to destroy her.

"The Robbins' girl tortured and killed him trying to get information about your whereabouts." Hahn was trying to conceal her amusement at the story she was concocting. She was just happy that the news had made Callie hide her tears behind her hands because she was taking great delight in watching the emotional turmoil of the brunette.

"I need you to stop the runner. I need a moment, air... I need air." Callie managed to get out in between sobs.

"I'm sorry, but we need to keep going. They won't be far behind us. Go into my bag, there's an oxygen bottle." Callie reached down to get Hahn's bag and retrieved the bottle as a photo's fell from its opening. Looking down she saw a picture of a pretty blonde female and blond male holding weapons.

"That's the Robbins' kids; can you remember what they did to you?" It was now Hahn's turn to eye Callie suspiciously, trying to see if it had worked completely.

Callie just sat staring at the two faces before she ripped the picture up and looked out the window again. Hahn smiled as she continued to drive as fast as she could push the runner across the Deadlands.

Arizona had not moved from the spot, everyone else came and went. After attending to all medical issues Tim came back into the command room. "Arizona, you should get some rest. We are still hours from the Central Belt. How are we going to get Callie back if you're dead on your feet? Come on, come down and get something to at least drink. Teddy's trying to contact Dad. We need to see if he's got to Burke and tell him the situation with Hahn and Callie. Zoe's got this; you're just staring into space." Tim started to direct his sister to the kitchen where everyone was sitting quietly. Sitting down next to Mark, Arizona had a look around the room. Everyone looked deflated, defeated. Bailey sat holding a glass of water, knocking back pain killers like they were sweets. Cristinasat staring off into space, the quietest she had ever been. Nobody dared make a noise. They were lost in their own thoughts. The few hours they had left were going to drag.

"Hey guys managed to tap through to the Major Robbins." Teddy broke the silence and brought the video feed up on the large screen so everyone could see.

"Tim!" Daniel tipped his head slightly in a subtle show of hello.

"Father, we have a problem. Hahn is on her way back to get to Burke. She has Torres and well let's just say, she's been whammied! Her memories have appeared to have been erased however, we have no idea how much of it they managed to destroy. How is it going at the front line?"

"We've had a small backfire. It appears that Shepards' concoction worked a little too well. More people than we thought, have been affected by it causing quite a bit of panic. There has been rioting in the streets and it's not only Burke's loyal that we are fighting against. There are quite a few morons just wanting a fight. We have not been able to get the soldiers near enough to Burke's building, there are a lot of angry people trying to get at him, probably will kill him is the wrong people get there first."

"You know how all of this could have been avoided?" Cristina's voice startled everyone in the room. Her voice void of emotion, laced only with bitterness. "If someone had just got rid of Burke in the first place! Way back, assassinated the bastard. We wouldn't be in this situation, would we? The government would still be intact, and no one would have minded the torch being passed to the Major as you're pretty much his second in command and being a lack of vice it was you!" Cristina's anger was starting to build, she never did have a filter and every thought in her head was erupting as her voice started to increase in volume. "Then you could have sorted all this from inside and no-one would have had to die! OWEN WOULD STILL BE ALIVE! WEBBER! WE WOULDN'T HAVE MORE FUCKING HOLES IN US THAN A SIEVE! AND CALLIE WOULDN'T BE WITH THAT PSYCHOPATH!" Cristina hit the objects that were on the table and they scattered smashing as they hit the floor. She stood up as quickly as her wounds would allow her and limped her way away from prying eyes as tears of grief began to fall.

Arizona watched the pain searing from Cristina as she left, she herself felt like a bomb ready to explode. She had to get her hands on Hahn, Arizona already had the blood of innocents on her hands no one would deny her the blood of an assassin. Hell, if she could, she would have taken Burke out too, Cristina was right but that was hindsight, never fair.