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Trapped

John hated feeling useless. And he was useless. Anyone could watch Tim. He was sitting lounging on the couch like a plump potato when he should be out there saving Astrid. John smiled at that thought. Astrid. He sighed, why was his love life so damn complicated? Cara was never going to forgive him. He just… he just no longer had that spark with Cara. You know? The spark was supposed to last for ever. It would always be there, through bad or worse, that's why all poets described love as a passionate fiery heat. Ugh. John scoffed, damn Russel and his poetry. Oh yeah, he checked Russel's internet history. And it wasn't just poetry that the dude had to be embarrassed about. He seriously needed to get laid.

"John."

John glanced toward the door to the "office". It was Morgan. She looked concerned.

"Hey Morgan." John said, "How's the baby?"

Morgan sighed. "Oh you know. It's not like my child will be hunted by its father as soon as it's born, but hey!" She laughed sarcastically, "No biggie."

John sighed. He saw Morgan's lip tremble slightly, as though she was trying not to cry. He gestured for her to sit next to him. "Come here."

Her small frame shook slightly as she sat down awkwardly next to the retired Ultra agent. John cringed as he shifted slightly to make room for her, a sharp pain had pierced his abdomen.

"Oh, Christ, John are you okay?" Morgan said, her voice seemed genuine. John nodded hastily in return.

"I'm fine." He said biting his lip.

"It's Astrid, isn't it?" Morgan smiled sadly, and although she had originally been the one in need of comfort, she gently placed her hand on John's back, rubbing it gently in an attempt to sooth him. John took a calming breath and nodded his thanks. Morgan removed her hand, sighing.

"You really care about her, don't you?" Morgan said gently, "I mean, I always thought you and Cara, don't take this the wrong way, but I didn't think you too were right. You guys no longer had your…"

"Spark. I know." John whispered. "But Astrid…" John began to tremble in anger and fear, "Astrid is probably so afraid." His voice began to crack, a sob escaped his lips. Morgan placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "So afraid."

"She's strong." Morgan said, "Very strong."

John frowned slightly as he felt a sharp pain, not from his abdomen, but from his mind. And although he was scared for Astrid… it was as though he was experiencing someone else's fear… not his. It was as though.

"JOHN!"

John screamed in pain as torrents of fear, pain and anger drenched his soul and mind. The emotions weren't his though. It was as though someone was hacking his system, it was as though someone was calling out for him to save him… John's eyes widened in realisation. Astrid. It was Astrid… somehow she was communicating with hi… John couldn't think. The pain was too intense.

Morgan screamed too as John collapsed onto the floor, panting laboured breaths.

"Help!" Morgan shouted. "Someone help! He's having some sort of reaction…"

All John saw was a couple of people rush towards him. Head of the pack was a terrified Charlotte. "John…" she called. He then knew no more.

Stephen could barely control his rage. Anger was thumping through his system, as though it were controlling his heartbeat. He stared at his uncle. He felt like beating the bastard up again. Although, he almost laughed, Jedikiah looked like he had just been whipped through a blender. The guy had cuts and bruises all over his slimy face. Stephen shook his head at the man, who was currently nursing his injuries whilst sitting in his office chair.

"How could you?" Stephen growled through clenched teeth. "Do you even care? Do you care about anything? Are you even human?"

Jedikiah looked as though he had been punched again by that comment. The man narrowed his eyes as he lowered the ice pack that had moments ago been resting on his cheek. "Don't talk to me about being human, Stephen. You don't know what it's like to be weak, to have people like you and your father walk all over you just because they are stronger than you are."

Stephen scoffed in anger. "So that's what this is all about then, huh?" A hysterical burst of laughter escaped his lips, "You want to have powers, and you use Astrid as a ginuea-pig for your own selfish desire to have powers? Why? Do you know how much pain you have caused her, me?!"

"YES!" Jedikiah shouted. Stephen's anger melted into a cold fear as his uncle stood up sharply, producing a gun from his desk draw. He glanced outside the glass doors of the office. He could feel the other agents' eyes on his uncle. He could almost predict the Founder himself was watching. "Now calm down, and listen." Jedikiah said smoothly.

Stephen laughed in disbelief. "Calm down when there's a bloody gun pointed at my face. I don't think you heard, our boss wants me alive."

"Well, now that we got Project Transfer online, mmm, I'd say your uses are wearing thin for the Founder." Keep him in the dark, Jed. Jedikiah thought hastily, although, he had to say, he was quite enjoying watching the kid who bruised him panic like a rabbit caught in headlights. Jedikiah smirked as Stephen's eyes widened, fear caused a dark silence to descend upon the boy.

"W…what do you want?" Stephen asked cautiously, he almost cursed himself as he stuttered over his first words in fear.

"Let's see." Jedikiah said slowly, lowering the gun slightly, "What do I want? What do I want?"

Stephen clenched his fists in agitation. Damn he wish he could kill right now.

Jedikiah sat down slowly, revelling in his nephew's distress, although deep inside, he was silently praying for Roger to forgive him. "I want you…" he said finally, "To stop treating me like a piece of shit, Stephen. I'm not someone you can simply boss around like a knight on a chess board, I'm above you. The Founder made an example of me." Jedikiah sighed, "Ok, he let you attack me, but things are back now to the way they were, now that the procedure worked, he's forgiven me."

Stephen gulped. Oh crap, so his uncle wasn't seven feet under after all. Stephen let out a shaky breathe, "What…" He shook slightly as he asked the question.

"Yes." Jedikiah said nonchalantly, "Look Stephen, as much as I enjoy our 'quality time' together, I'm a very busy man."

Stephen scowled at his uncle, who simply laughed at the boy. "What's going to happen to Astrid?" Stephen said through gritted teeth.

Jedikiah's mouth thinned as he placed the gun in his desk draw. "Ah." He said, "Well the thing is, your friend is special, son…"

"Don't." Stephen growled, "Call me son."

Jedikiah grimaced, "Stephen. Stephen. Stephen." He said as he stood up and walked around his desk to stand right in front of his nephew. Jedikiah placed a firm hand on Stephen's shoulder. Stephen immediately tensed. "I can do whatever I want." Jedikiah said with a smirk, "And right now, your friend is more valuable to me at this moment than you will ever be."

Stephen's eyes narrowed in concentration. He could try and read his uncle's mind. This was his chance, he could find out what dirty secre… ah! Stephen cringed as pain shot through his mind. He suddenly felt faint… like he was on a ship…

"Woah, I got you kid."

Stephen felt reality return to him a second later, his uncle had caught him before he had fully collapsed. Stephen then felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment as his uncle was towering above him, a smirk plastered on his slimy face.

"I don't need your help." Stephen muttered as he practically shoved Jedikiah aside to get out of his arms.

"I beg to differ." Jedikiah smirked. "You having problems reading my mind?"

Stephen scowled.

"As I was staying, Astrid will be taken to a facility where we will hold her until the end of her days, and you will know nothing about it!" Jedikiah said, "Now, Stephen, before you rush out of the office like a fuming bull, I need you to give John a message for me."

"John?" Stephen said, acting confused, "Who's John, that rogue break out? I thought he was…?"

Jedikiah narrowed his eyes into slits, Stephen cringed inside, crap. He knew. "Don't play dumb with me Stephen, I know you are a double agent for the Tomorrow People."

Stephen's eyes widened with panic as he edged slowly towards the office door. Not that that would help if his uncle withdrew his gun again.

"Don't go." Jedikiah warned, "And don't worry, the Founder does not know."

Stephen frowned, "Why would you…?"

Jedikiah put a finger to his lips. "Just send this message to John. Tell him I want to meet him and Morgan, Central Park at five o'clock tomorrow."

Stephen's frown deepened, no way was he gonna let that happen. "But Central park is huge, how is he going to…?"

"Oh he'll know the place."

That caught Stephen's attention. Those two must have a lot of history…

"Oh and Stephen." Jedikiah said, right before Stephen was about to open his office door, "Morgan must be there with him. Don't worry I'll come alone, but if she's not there, then John's a dead man. Have a nice day."

Stephen sneered in reply and walked out of the office. Jedikiah simply chuckled to himself as he grabbed the ice pack. Ah. He relaxed as the ice soothed his aching wounds. He will sort this mess. But first, he needed to find out if Morgan was telling the truth. Was she really pregnant? Was it his? Everyone he knew had betrayed him so how could she be any different, she had betrayed him. John, the Founder, Roger, Stephen…everyone had betrayed him…

Jedikiah clenched his spare fist as he looked out over the city through the glass window. Things were about to change. He was going to make this right. He wasn't the villain. Stephen probably thought he was the Devil reincarnated. He wasn't. But he knew the Founder was…and he needed a former ally in order to fix that. He needed John to kill the Founder. For all of their sakes. For Stephen's. Astrid's. John's. Morgan's… and their unborn child's. The Founder has to die.

So what do you guys think? Do Astrid and John have a connection? Will Stephen cooperate with Jedikiah (I personally wouldn't but meh)? And how did Cara, Russel and the others get on with their mission - did they even attempt it? You'll find out shortly! Oh and if any of you are supernatural fans my comment about the devil may seem a little ironic as Mark Pelligrino played an excellent Lucifer. I say, great actors know great shows. Anyways, please please please review and the next update will definitely be speedier than this one! Thanks guys!