So first off I am going to apologize for the wait! This chapter was more difficult for me to write and I have no other excuse than that lol. Song this chapter is Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap. So I hope you enjoy!

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to form
crop circles in the carpet, sinking feeling
spin me round again and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy

…

Sarah sat in front of Emily, their gazes met, both of them sitting in silence. Sarah knew that Emily's eyes contained a message; one that the teen wouldn't (or couldn't) express verbally, and Sarah couldn't read the full message contained in the girl's blue orbs. Mostly she saw pain, Emily felt abandoned, Sarah was certain of that. How do you gain the trust of someone you left behind?

Emily's eyes drifted to the spot of the bed before her as her shoulders slumped just the slightest bit. Sarah wanted to envelope her in a hug, whisper it would all be okay in her ear, that all of this would go away. But she hated lying to Emily. Nothing would be okay, not when Sarah was involved. It was better that they all hated her…it really was. If CHAOS didn't already know their identity then Sarah would already have left. The best way to protect them was to just be gone. She wasn't worth any of the pain they'd felt over the years.

Sarah wasn't sure how Emily was interpreting the silence between them. She wished she could tell if the girl was angry or just saddened. "Talk to me," she spoke, waiting patiently for the brunette to voice whatever she was thinking. Her blue eyes met with Sarah's.

"I" – She began, but paused as they heard footsteps pounding in the hall.

"Sarah!" Bryce burst into the room. "We have a problem."

Sarah was already up. "What?"

"One of my traps were just set off,"

"Dammit. They've found us?" Sarah grabbed up her pistol from the bedside table.

"I haven't confirmed it's them yet, but who else would be attempting to enter the house?"

"Where's Carina?"

"Mom!" Emily cut in. "What's going on?"

"Chuck!" Sarah called and then placed her hands on the now standing Emily's shoulders. "Listen, CHAOS has probably found us, I need you to stay by Chuck and do exactly what we say when we say it. Understand?"

Emily nodded as Chuck entered the hall. Bryce quickly told Chuck of their dilemma and pushed him towards Emily. Chuck paused a moment, looking at Sarah.

"I'm sorry," She said quietly.

"How can we confirm it's CHAOS?" Asked a newly arrived Carina, pistol in hand.

"A flash," Sarah and Bryce said in unison. She didn't miss the look on Chuck's face at the words "flash" even in the chaos of everything.

"All right then…So we have to wait until they're busting down our doors before we know who it is?" Carina replied. None of them liked that.

"Or," Bryce started. "I can slip out the back and attempt to gain a visual."

"And get yourself shot? Or worse?" Sarah didn't care for that idea. They needed to start evacuating and just get the hell out of there. She didn't care if it only turned out to be a couple teenage boys. Better safe than sorry.

"Let's just get out of here," She snapped.

"We can't just waltz out the door, Sarah!" Bryce reminded. "If it's CHAOS, we're surrounded. Our best bet is to attempt to escape through the back, there are a lot of trees to cover us from any snipers."

"Snipers?" Emily squeaked and her hand found Chuck's. Sarah saw Chuck turn to Emily. Chuck can handle Emily.

"Fine. What if they anticipate that and are already there? What if we meet ten agents waiting to end us right there?"

"We'll have to take our chances. Besides, CHAOS wants you and I alive…they aren't going to just shoot on sight."

"I'm not worried about me!"

"I know! I'm saying we can use that to our advantage. We can cover Chuck and Emily because they won't be willing to shoot us. Carina is an agent and can handle herself."

"Both of you shut the hell up!" Carina snapped. "Dammit, you two used to work great together! Why are you standing here arguing while CHAOS is about to tear this house apart?"She grabbed Sarah's arm and pulled her towards the door.

"My job, is to ensure both of you are safe." Carina started. "You two have to keep yourselves safe, so no covering Emily or Chuck business. We have about five minutes before CHAOS burst in here and we need a plan."

"I'm sticking with my" – Suddenly the front door flew in and several men rushed through, guns raised. The trio already had their guns extended, firing off two shots each before diving behind whatever cover they could find. Sarah's eyes went to the hall, seeing Chuck pushing Emily back into Sarah's room. Trying to convince herself that they were safe for the moment, Sarah returned her attention to the six agents now standing in various places, guns raised but no shots had been fired yet.

"There are two ways this can go down," began a gruff voice. Sarah recognized it and bit her bottom lip, reaching into her memory to find if she could place a face with it. "Either you surrender now, and we let the others live, or…you try to fight this out – which I severely discourage – and you die. Either way, I'm all good."

Sarah raised her head slightly, attempting to get a visual on their assailant. Not in a million years had she expected to see Tobias Granger standing there, gun extended. Their eyes connected and Sarah saw grim determination. How long had he been CHAOS?

"Walker," Tobias started. "You know I'm not just talking. Surrender and you can all live."

"How'd they break you, Granger?" Sarah slid back down to the floor, crouching behind the counter furthest from the CHAOS agents.

"I'm not here to chitchat. Answer me." Granger replied. Sarah looked to her side, where Bryce and Carina were positioned.

"Not a chance," Carina called out. "I think we'd rather take our chances."

"How do we know you wouldn't just kill the rest of them?" Sarah called out; ignoring her friend and Carina stared at her angrily.

"You have my word, Walker. Your husband and daughter go free."

"Not happening!" Carina repeated, her gaze remaining on Sarah.

"If there's a chance" –

"Walker!" Carina started. "No way in hell I'm sacrificing anyone to those bastards." She whispered sharply.

"Wait," Carina started, standing slowly. "Maybe we can work something out." Tobias looked at the brunette. Carina quickly lifted her gun and fired off three shots ducking back down, one striking Tobias' shoulder and the other two dropping two nearby agents.

"Get them!" Tobias cried and suddenly agents were pouring onto them, many of them falling to the agents' bullets but still the CHAOS agents pressed on. We won't even have time to reload. They'll beat us by their numbers. I can't be brought down now. Damn you, Carina! I could have worked something out!

Sarah looked up just in time to see someone jumping over the counter, his feet barely missing her as he landed directly in front of her, twisting around on the ball of his foot. She lifted her leg and kicked him right in the nose, the blow quickly covering his face with blood. She reached over her head and grabbed a heavy pan. Throwing her arm forward with as much momentum as she could manage, she struck the agent's head. He dropped, unmoving.

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

…

Bryce threw his fist forward, feeling the familiar crunch of his opponent's nose as his knuckles connected with the intended target. He wasn't sure how they'd get out of this one; six armed agents to their three unarmed. Not good odds.

His eyes searched for something else he could use. He found a butcher knife, wrapping his fingers around the handle he thrust forward, feeling it sink into the flesh of his current foe. Immediately he felt the CHAOS agent go lax and Bryce released him as he fell to the floor. Another agent was already on him and he kicked upward at the man's jaw and then embedded the knife in his chest.

His eyes connected with Sarah's and he saw the fear in her eyes. It wasn't an uncontrollable panic, but she was genuinely afraid. She was looking to him and he wished he had a plan, something to get them out of this mess. Their contact was broken when Bryce was suddenly tackled to the ground, his head smacking against the tile floor of the kitchen. The agent was heavier than Bryce and he was having a hard time getting out from under the agent.

The agent wrapped his hands around Bryce's throat and began to apply pressure; Bryce immediately felt his breath leave him. His gaze went to the knife only a few inches from his fingers. If he could just grab it he could end this traitor. He wiggled his fingers, hoping to grasp the knife which right now was looking like the most beautiful thing ever to him.

The pressure on his neck was almost unbearable. The agent's hand was massive, covering Bryce's entire neck. Bryce looked back down at the knife, feeling his fingers brush the wood of the handle. There you are. He swung his hand up towards the agent's neck, grimacing when blood began to cover Bryce's arm. It ran between his fingers and down his forearm, causing his grasp to slip on the handle. The agent slumped to the side, falling off of Bryce.

Then Bryce jumped off of the ground, pulling out the knife buried in the fallen man's neck and readied himself to launch another attack. What he wasn't expecting was his vision to suddenly go black.

Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whatcha say?
Mmmm what did she say?

…

Chuck didn't know what to do. Sarah was out there, outnumbered and outgunned.

"Dad! We can't just stand here!" Emily exclaimed, concern filling her eyes.

"Stay here," Chuck ordered as he went to Sarah's pillow, feeling around. Emily watched in silence. Chuck pulled up Sarah's pillow to find a small throwing knife. He felt more than a bit discouraged at the fact it was all he had. But it was better than nothing.

"What are you doing?" Emily finally asked.

"I'm…" He paused. "I'm going out there. You're going to stay here and hide," he looked around the room. "Under the bed. Now."

"Dad!"

"Now, Emily!"

Emily sighed and started for the bed. Chuck went to the door and peeked out. I never thought I'd ever wish I had the Intersect. He thought. He really could use those special skills they had given him. Sure, it had really hurt the first few times but by the end of the year it'd been easy. He hated it then, however. One of his kills was because of the Intersect. Now he needed it more than ever. Now that he thought about it…Why didn't Sarah and Bryce have these special skills?

Pushing open the door, he saw Bryce drop. Someone had just shot him with something. What the hell? Tranqs?! Sarah and Carina were still fighting though; they were very good at using their surroundings as cover. Chuck did a head count. Three agents remained. If he could just disable one Carina would have better odds. He could only try.

Sarah had once started teaching Chuck the art of knife throwing, which Chuck had done fairly okay on. He'd all but forgotten everything about it. Something about his wrist and the way he flicked it? Or was it supposed to be absolutely stiff? Damn. This was going to be bad.

Chuck ran out of the room into the hall, using the slick tile to his advantage he dropped and slid behind one of the counters, accidentally sliding right into Sarah (now crouched behind said counter).

Sarah's head shot around to look at him and her eyes widened in horror. "What are you doing out here?" She hissed.

"You need help! I saw Bryce fall and you guys are outnumbered!"

"Chuck, you can't help." Sarah stated, looking at the knife in his hand. Some man started to shout something. Chuck held the knife up to Sarah, and she grabbed it, nodding some begrudged thanks.

"Last chance, Walker. Surrender or you die now. Maybe we'll keep that daughter of yours alive and you don't want to know what'll happen to her if we do that."

"Son of a bitch," Sarah growled. "Chuck there's no way I'd let them do that. I swear."

Chuck nodded. He knew that. He knew she'd keep Emily safe. But he wasn't going to let her prove that statement. Chuck stood. "Wait! Wait, wait!"

The man didn't wait; in fact he fired a tranquilizer right into Chuck's chest. Chuck looked down at his chest groggily before falling to the floor.

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)
…

Sarah grabbed Chuck and dragged him behind the counter, shielding him from Tobias. Think! I have to get us out of this one….Dammit.

Carina looked at Sarah. "Any more knives?" the brunette whispered.

Sarah held up the knife Chuck had given her. "Just one," she replied.

Carina began to fish around in the cabinet. Sarah watched her carefully.

"Okay, Walker, this is it." Tobias started. "Apparently you don't think I'm serious." He started walking towards them, gun raised. Sarah was counting his steps. He should be at her side in about six more steps.

Carina pulled out a can of Raid from under the counter and she handed the can to Sarah. She and Sarah shared a nod and Sarah brought the can of Raid up, ready to raise it high enough to spray Tobias with it.

Three, two, one. Sarah heard his pause and knew he was close to her. She looked at the stainless steel dishwasher, seeing in the reflection his feet directly beside her. She twisted around, standing just enough to bring the Raid close enough to Tobias' eyes but not too far to where the other agents could fire at her. She pressed down with her finger, spraying the contents of the bottle.

"What the hell?!" Tobias cried, putting his hands over his eyes. Sarah took this opportunity to kick out with her foot at his groin, feeling him tighten up as it connected with its target. Two tranq darts hit the floor right next to her and she flinched away. She stared at Tobias who was now on his knees, making pained groans.

Carina was feeling around in the drawer above her, grinning. Sarah eyed her carefully, and was relieved to see Carina was under the knife drawer, currently pulling out a variety of knives. She handed a few to Sarah quickly, both of them obviously feeling better about their situation now that they had some real means of protection.

One down, three more to go.

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
(hide and seek)
speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a (you don't care a) bit

…

Emily couldn't take this. She refused to stay here and do nothing. Sure, she was scared of going out there but she had to know what was going on. She cracked open the door and peeked out, a small gasp escaping her lips at the sight before her. Her Dad was sprawled out and the floor and her mother was holding four knives. There was a man on his knees by Sarah who was obviously in pain and Emily spotted a Raid can lying beside her mother's legs, which would explain why he had a hand over his eyes. There were three men on the other side of the counter, some kind of gun raised.

Emily looked back at her father in fear. She saw some kind of needle like thing sticking up from his chest. She decided it must have put him to sleep because she knew if Chuck were wounded, Sarah would be acting differently.

"Call in the back-up, you stupid bastards!" The man on his knees yelled and the three men behind the counter fumbled for their wrist watches and begin to ask for reinforcements. A wave of panic hit Emily and she bit her bottom lip, hating the fact she was useless.

Sarah grabbed a knife between her fingers and looked at what Emily assumed was the leader beside her. Emily knew what was coming, but couldn't look away as Sarah pulled her arm back. Carina looked at Emily and said something to Sarah. The blonde looked towards her daughter, their eyes connecting. Sarah's, apologetic and Emily's a mix of fear and a sad understanding.

Sarah mouthed the words "I'm sorry" and threw the knife forward. Emily saw it embed itself into the man and he sank to the floor, grasping at his neck. Emily gagged and looked away, finding some comfort in Sarah's eyes. But the longer Emily looked at the blonde before her (who was motioning her to get down, which Emily quickly did), the more she saw the fear etched in her features. Sarah was scared and Emily knew that meant things were bad. She understood it. More of CHAOS' agents were going to come in. They would be either killed or captured…or worse. But Emily knew that she and her father were nothing to CHAOS and so their odds of living past this were greatly reduced.

The back door flew in and Emily jerked her head to look at the new intruders. As the first two rushed in, they dropped quickly to the credit of Sarah and Carina's throwing arms. But Emily knew that this was hopeless. Two more men fell to the floor before they began to fire. Emily was shocked to feel something hit her arm, and looked down at the needle like object sticking out of her skin. She immediately began to feel groggy and thought she heard her name being called. Her eyes fluttered close and her vision went dark.

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
oh no, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit

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