Phil ran down the steps leading out of the meeting, knowing Zachary was following him. Phil was running down the dark street towards his and Louise's flat feeling fresh terror and adrenaline for the first time in months. Phil bummed into a corner at the side street and so did a shadow that was following him. The street was new and nearly empty with most of the houses still being built, some even having their skeletons sticking out of the roof. It began to rain which made Phil even more scared; it was harder to run in the rain. As he skipped, the shadow hurried up into a run towards Phil. Phil thought he saw someone in his side vision and turned to look. He saw PJ running towards him.

"Hey Phil!" PJ grinned. "I've got some good news." He informed Phil jogging towards him. But Phil wasn't looking at PJ, he was looking behind PJ.

"PJ, look out!" Phil warned just as a flash of lighting ignited above them. PJ turned, only having time to process green eyes that were lit up by the blaze of electricity projected against the sky.

"Hello Philly's little friend." Zachary grinned as the thunder rolled out its loud and long call. Zachary just lifted PJ and threw him to the ground with one hard blow to the head. He then turned to Phil, smiling. Phil tried to turn and run but Zachary was quicker. He grabbed Phil's upper arms from behind and pulled Phil's ear to his mouth. "I missed you." He whispered. "Did you miss me?" He then turned Phil quickly and pulled Phil's lips to his own. The kiss was hard and forced, just like their relationship, Phil realized. PJ managed to pull himself off the ground with blood on the side that Zachary bashed inwards.

"Let him go!" PJ ordered, pulling Zachary off of Phil. PJ's force was so great that both he and Zachary fell backwards. PJ hit his head again, this time falling unconscious. But Zachary regained his balance and went to kick the knocked out PJ.

"Stop!" Phil shouted at Zachary. Zachary paused in his motion then tilted his head to glace at Phil.

"What?" Zachary questioned Phil as if he was wondering 'how could Phil even speak after I left him so speechless?'

"He's not a part of this so leave him out of it." Phil ordered, standing his ground against Zachary for the first time ever.

"Since when did you get so bossy?" Zachary wondered casually, as if this was just a running into each other after not seeing each other for a while.

"Since I found out I'm a better man than you'll ever be." Phil shot back without missing a beat. Zachary laughed in shock at such a bold and quick response.

"Well well, look who gained some balls." Zachary noted as he pulled a gun out of the back of his jeans. "Too bad you got too cocky for your own good." Zachary raised the gun and pointed it at Phil. "I'll miss you, Philly."

"Freeze!" Someone shouted from the shadows as the headlights of a car lit up the dark street while the rain poured down. Phil was so grateful that he could've cried. But he did not; not in front of Zachary, not anymore. Zachary cranked his head towards the ridiculous order, annoyed at being interrupted. "Put the gun on the ground, now!" The level voice instructed Zachary. Phil recognized the voice to be Rogan's. Phil thought he heard someone in the police car calling for back up. "We could do this all night long, son, but my arms are getting mighty tired. Aren't yours?" Rogan asked, never letting his voice waver nor falter.

"I'd listen to him, Zachary." Phil advised softly. Zachary focused back on Phil.

"Haven't you figured it out, Philly? No one tells me what to do, least of all you." Zachary cocked the gun back just as a shot ran out. Zachary fell to the ground, cursing, as Rogan yelled at the cop next to him "Damn it, Donny!"

"But sir, his was about to shoot!" Donny countered, still holding the smoking pistol.

"Well, you'll be doing all the paperwork when we get back to the station at two in the morning. Call an ambulance." Rogan barked, but Phil hear none of this for he fell to knees and let the relief fall over him with the cold rain.

"Thank you. Thank you." Phil repeated over and over again. He didn't have time to notice Zachary, holding his bleeding leg with one hand, raising his gun with the other and pointing it at Phil.

"'Somebody that I used to know.'" He growled as he was about to pull the trigger. But PJ came up from behind him and pulled his arm upwards sharply. The gunshot ran off and Phil went down.

"PHIL!" PJ roared at Phil's limp body.

"It's done; now our love can die with us." Zachary grinned evilly as he tried to pull the gun down to his forehead but Rogan tackled him and cuffed his hands before Zachary could blink.

"I don't think so, you are going away for a long, long time." Rogan promised Zachary as he lifted him off the pavement in one go. As Rogan read Zachary his rights and sirens were ringing close by, PJ approached Phil.

"Phil?" He inquired as Donny came beside both of them. "Phil, Phil. You can't be dead. You can't! Dan will kill me if anything happens to you, breathe!" PJ shook Phil and cried out. But Phil remained motionless, Donny took over trying to resituate Phil until the backup showed up with an ambulance right behind them. Zachary had to ride in the bumpy police car due to lack of room in the ambulance.

"Try not to get blood on the upholstery." Rogan reminded him as they shot off. Zachary cursed them mentally but was trying to focus on how to die before he could go on trial and then, inevitably, jailed. PJ was holding a rag to his still bleeding head in the back of the ambulance, watching Phil trying to see if he was breathing or not.

"Sir, do you think he'll be alright?" Donny questioned cautiously on the way to the hospital.

"I'm going to make sure he gets the chair if that's what you're talking about, Donny." Rogan growled and motioned to their backseat passenger.

"No, not him, the pale one, the one we were watching over." Donny watched Rogan's face contort with apprehension.

"I honestly don't know, Donny. I didn't see any wounds or anything. But, mark my words, if he does die there's no question about what'll happen to you, boy." Rogan called to Zachary through the metal cage-like thing keeping the front seat from the back seat in all cop cars.

"Don't worry, chief, I won't be around for it." Zachary informed them both as they all pulled into the emergency area of the hospital.