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Elliot pressed his back up against the wall before looking down the dimly lit hallway. Nothing looked to be suspicious. He jutted his chin towards the hallway before Olivia came out from behind him, flushing herself against the opposite wall to do the same thing. She saw the doors for the elevator next to the staircase that led up to the main wing up above. She looked back at Elliot and shook her head before the elevator came to life. It creaked once before the ropes started moving behind the golden gate closing it off. Elliot grabbed her arm to pull her away, but she grabbed onto the gate beside her. "It's not coming down here. It's going up."
"What?" Elliot asked before looking for himself. She was right. The gears in the shaft were sending the elevator up, not down. "They must've thought we went up when we hopped down the other shaft." Slowly, he opened the gate they were behind and stepped out, keeping an eye out for any lurking shadows. Olivia hurried down the hallway in the opposite direction as the elevator, stopping at every corridor and letting Elliot pass to check the next one before continuing the similar leap frog process.
Olivia walked into the basement kitchen used for caterers. It was spotless, almost useful as a mirror. She went to the far corner before finding what looked like a power box. Opening it, she found the breaker switches along with another panel. Elliot walked up beside her and opened up the gray panel, finding the scanner that led to the bunker. "This is you, baby." He whispered before looking around.
She pressed her hand to the glowing green screen. A yellow line came down from the top and started scanning her hand. The entire screen lit up before the wall on her right opened up. The eighteen inch thick steel door slid open without a noise, revealing the dimly lit room below filled with control panels and surveillance camera footage from all rooms of the White House. "Elliot, let's go."
Elliot followed his wife down the stairs as the door closed behind them, sealing them inside the small fortress that wasn't even on the blueprints of the house. He saw the wall filled with screens reveal just how many men were trying to take over. Almost every screen had a man dressed in black, holding a gun at his chest, scoping out the different rooms. It didn't calm his nerves to know they were safe in this room. These people wanted his wife and possibly him. "There has to be twenty of these guys. They came prepared."
"Well, they don't have me yet. So, they're doing a shitty job so far." Olivia breathed before scanning each screen, looking for any faces she could recognize. "Do you know who they are?"
"They look American." Elliot stated before walking over to the panel and picking up the landline phone attached to it. He heard the familiar monotone through the receiver. "The line is still active."
Olivia ran a hand through her hair. "We had every cabinet member at that meeting. Only a few people in the White House knew about that. Well, excluding secret service agents." She looked down at the table showing all rooms, entrances, and exits inside the entire White House. "If they got out, where is the next place they would go to meet. They had to have left the building. Cameras don't show any of them, dead or alive."
"Well," Elliot said running a hand down his face, "they would probably meet somewhere safe. So, what's the second safest place in Washington?"
"In our current situation, the Pentagon." Olivia whispered before dialing the number that had been drilled into her head long ago. Elliot held the receiver to his ear while Olivia walked back to the camera footage. The men inside of her home didn't look like they were professional, and Elliot was right when he said that they looked American. The way they held their guns looked like they were self taught, almost amateur. But, they did have guns set aside for snipers. She could tell who the leader was immediately. He walked through each room with a gun pointed down at the ground, barking orders at those who passed him. He was the only one that looked familiar. She just couldn't place him.
Elliot got sighed in relieve when he heard Alex's voice come through the phone. The long time friend of his was talking to him with relief evident in his voice. "Alex, we're okay. We are in the bunker right now."
Alex sat down at the head of the table signaling for someone to put the phone on speaker so everyone in the room could hear. When they gave him the go, he saw the speaker light up green on the table. "That's great, Elliot. Is Olivia with you? Do you have the President?"
"Yeah, she's with me." Elliot said looking over at his wife. She was already making a game play on how to take these guys down, staring up at the screen and taking mental notes to go back to later. "Look, the guys that are here, we don't know who they are, but they're American as far as we can tell."
"It could be another ISIS threat." Alex stated going over all current standings with organizations and countries.
Elliot shook his head. "They aren't working for a cause here. They are following orders from someone already here." He looked back up at the cameras. "They have army grade guns, Alex."
"Shit!" Alex breathed to himself. He looked around the table knowing that army grade weapons against the White House could only mean one of two things, and he knew that one of them was currently on hold as per the Secretary of Defense's orders. "Okay, you said you were in the bunker. Just wait down there for us to make our move."
Olivia stepped up to Elliot, now hearing the conversation because of the speaker. "Alex, that's not an option for us."
"That is your only option. You two are the most powerful people in this country. We need you two to stay alive long enough for us to get you out of there and to safety." Alex argued trying to remain respectful. He knew his friends were stubborn as hell, but he didn't think they would willingly risk their lives just to rescue the White House. The White House only had power with a President in place. Right now, it was just a building under attack.
"Alex, unless you have word on Red Tail, we have to fight against this." Elliot said into the phone as calmly as he could.
Alex's eyes widened as he looked around the table. The people surrounding it looked back at him with equal astonishment. Not one of them had heard anything on Red Tail. "Elliot, we will find her. Just stay in the bunker."
"You can't expect me to stay down in this bunker, safe and sound, while our daughter is somewhere, probably in this White House." Elliot gritted out through clenched teeth before Olivia pulled her hair back into a ponytail. "So if you don't have word on her at this very second, we will be leaving soon." He waited for an answer, but didn't get one, finalizing what he had planned on doing anyway. "We'll see you when this is over Alex."
Alex stared at the speaker now playing the continuous monotone that signaled no person on the other end of the line. He looked up at the room of people and swallowed hard. "Get information on Red Tail now. Elliot and Olivia will not leave until they find Sutton. Please tell me that their son, Madden, is still in New York."
"I'll get word on Blue Jay." Someone said from behind the glass walls around their small conference table.
Alex pinched the bridge of his nose before standing up, placing his fists on the wood table in front of him. "We need to face facts right now. The President and Vice President are going into the dark, and, by the end of this, we may not have them anymore. So, pray for the best, people, but prepare for the worst."
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