So I can guarantee that all of you will hate me at the end of this chapter.

for real.

so yeah whatever you can tell me how much you hate me in a review. It would still make me smile- Hannah.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

Chapter 11

The second they got to the security room Daisy could sense that something wasn't right.

It was untouched except for a note on the desk in the center.

Dan walked over and picked it up and read it aloud.

"Gotcha...hishom ros duliay!" Dan turned it over with a confused expression on his face.

"Is it Russian?" Carrie asked Oscar.

"No" He said confused.

"Or another anagram" Zoe shrugged,

Tom sighed grabbed the paper and rewrote the words out.

"Gotcha... or should I say him?" Tom was stil just as confused.

"What?" Keri asked confused.

"Blane" Daisy said weakly stepping back. "He means Blane"

"Daisy you don't now that" Rose said.

"Well I'm not waiting any longer to find out" She shot back snatching the deodorant out of Lenny's hands and storming out of the room.

Blane had his hand's pressed against his stomach. He had his hands covering the deep gash to his stomach. His fingers shook accidentally and blood spewed from between his fingers

He didn't want to think what he looked like. Probably white as a sheet with dark circles around his eyes. He looked down and saw that his sleeves were wet with blood down to his elbows and halfway down his jeans. He didn't dare move his hands away from the wound, but he could tell from the amount still escaping through his clenched fingers. He couldn't keep this up much longer.

"Daisy wait, that's not safe" Stella tried as Daisy cut a hole in the wall of plaster. As she finished the plaster that she cut around collapsed and the team made their way through the hole.

There was a shrill sound of someone crying. Rose saw when she got through the gap that Blane was lent against the wall soaked in blood. Daisy dropped to the floor trying to suppress her sobs. She crawled toward him and moved his hair out of his eyes.

"What- what happened?" She stuttered.

"Ros- Ros... Roskip" Blane laughed. "Turns out he's handy with a knife"

"Oh babe" Was all Daisy could say.

"Daisy... listen to me..." Blane sounded so weak, none of the team had ever seen him like this.

"You... have...to help... Jess" Blane sighed as Dasiy supporting his head to stop him slipping away.

"Roskip... took... her"

"But what about you?" She asked.

"I'll bleed... out" He laughed. "Don't... worry about... me" Blane was getting paler by the second as more and more blood trickled between his fingers.

"No" Daisy cried as the whole team stood in silence.

"I.. love you" Blane managed to say.

"Don't you dare say that" Daisy told him sternly

"Daisy" Blane started.

"No" She said firmly silencing him.

"Just... go... find Jess... please" He begged.

"Okay" Daisy kissed his forehead. The kiss lingered and Blane embraced the warmth of her lips for this could be the last time that he felt them.

Daisy got to her feet and walked away.

Blane didn't look at the rest of the team.

"Look after her" He whispered.

The team nodded and followed Daisy. They didn't talk they didn't say a single word as they made their way down the corridor following the DNA tracker. There was a bloody hand print on the wall, the team silently knew that it was Blane's blood that was on the wall but they didn't confirm it.

They all simultaneously snapped out of their mood when they heard a scream from the room at the end of the corridor.

"Jess!" Aneisha shouted bursting through the door. The sight before made their stomachs turn.

Jess' arms and legs were attached to a machine and the same contraption that was on her head before had been replaced.

"Let her go!" Dan ordered.

"Why should I?" Roskip laughed. "Did you like my little suprise?" He laughed sowing the team his bloody hands. The front of his coat was also splattered with blood as well as his sleeves practically dripping with the red liquid.

"I have to admire his dedication to you though" Roskip laughed.

"What d'you mean by that?" Daisy hissed.

"Well, he gave J.3.5.S this. On his death bed and still thinking about his love" Roskip laughed throwing the box to Daisy.

She caught it and her hands began to shake. Daisy flicked the box open and a diamond ring stared at her. And it was at that very moment Daisy realized that Blane wasn't going to make it through this day. A tear ran down her face slowly as she took it out of the box and turned it over in her fingers.

Blane laughed to himself as even more blood seeped through his fingers. He thought about Daisy opening the box and seeing the ring. She better like it. That ring had cost him a fortune. He pictured her crying in some fancy restaurant where he had got down on one knee and proposed the way he was supposed to. Not lay against the wall of the enemy's base bleeding to death whilst she would get out of here.

He wouldn't.

Daisy would survive this mission and she would move on from him and find someone else who would love him the way he had, maybe even better.
"It was always going to end like this Whittaker" Blane laughed. He moved his hands away from the wound and allowed the blood to run out of the wound. He grew weaker with every second that passed until eventually his eyes closed and his head fell against the wall and his breathing stopped...

So who hates me? *Every person in the world raises their hand*

I thought so.

Whatever the worst part hasn't come yet. *Evil grin*

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