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With frightened eyes Sara looks at Crowley, tears fall down her pale cheeks. Crowley cups her face in his hands. "Sara, listen to me," Crowley demands in a stern tone. She nods shaking in fear. In a quieted whisper, Crowley tells her, "Sara, you need to take Ava and Haillie and leave immediately. I will do what I can to get us out of this."
Shaking her head no, Sara replies instantly, "No, Crowley, I am not leaving you here. I need to make sure you are alright. Crowley, I can't." Tears slide from her cheeks onto the hardwood floor. Crowley still holding her face kisses her red lips. "I can't leave you to take on all of this by yourself," she whispers mere centimeters away from his lips.
"I can do this, Sara. I will work everything out, okay? I just need you to get the girls and yourself as far away from this place as you can for your own safety. I would not make you leave if I didn't feel like it was not for your own welfare. Please, Sara. I am begging you. Keep our family safe," Crowley pleads looking straight into Sara's misty blue eyes. Finally, Sara nods in agreement.
Haillie walks over and tugs on Crowley's pants leg. Haillie hugs his leg tight in fear of having to leave like Ava was talking about. He strokes her head and then pulls her off of him setting her on the floor. "Daddy, love," Haillie tells Crowley with teary eyes and a quivering lip.
Suddenly, the door bursts in, and twenty or so FBI agents flood into the house with their weapons drawn. "Crowley!" Sara screams as the tackle and force him to the ground. The agents start to head towards Sara and the children. Sara panics and freezes up. She cannot move or speak, she just stands there frozen solid from fear.
"Sara, run! Go! Now!" Crowley furiously demands from the cold floor. In one swift motion Sara swoops up Haillie and grabs Ava's hand. Together they make a mad dash for the back door. With agents chasing after them, they make it to the back door to find more FBI agents with guns drawn.
In a loud and authoritative voice a male FBI agent demands, "Put the children down and get onto the ground, now!" Sara places Haillie on the floor and raises her arms above her head as she gets onto her knees. She is trembling from head to toe.
Ava looks and Haillie. Haillie's little green eyes are wide and full of fear. Acting on survival instinct Ava grabs Haillie's hand and makes a mad dash up the stairs with Haillie in tow. With FBI agents now at the bottom of the stairs coming up, Ava pulls herself and Haillie into a small hall closet used for linens. She leaves a hole to peer out from. Haillie crawls into Ava's lap as they both look out at the agents working frantically to find them.
Haillie gasps quietly as Crowley breaks from the handcuffs. Ava teary eyed places a hand over Haillie's mouth to keep her quiet. The sudden strength from Crowley send all the agents flooding towards him with their weapons pointed straight at him. With one clean motion of his hand all of the agents go flying backwards into different pieces of furniture. A few fire into Crowley. Two bullets pierce his heart, and one bullet goes straight into his head. This does nothing to him. Snapping all of the agents disappear all at once.
Rushing, Crowley runs towards Sara and unlocks her handcuffs. She looks with a frown at all of Crowley's wounds. "They are only minor flesh wound darling," the girls hear him say from the kitchen to Sara. Rubbing his hand over each wound, they disappear. "Where did the girls go, Sara?" Crowley asks in an angry tone. He grows even angrier and says, "Sara, they were your responsibility to get out of here! What the Hell happened!? I cannot believe you just froze! Sara I needed you! I thought that maybe I could rely on you to take care of our family! I was so wrong."
Tears fall from Ava's eyes at the same time they do from Sara's. Sara just looks down at the ground as tear after tear falls. "Crowley, I know I screwed up. I'm sorry. I just screw up everything. I always have," Sara says crying as she rushes upstairs. She slams the door to the guest bedroom behind her.
Crowley sighs and walks upstairs to the closet. He slowly opens the door to see the girls sitting there. Haillie and Ava crawl out and stand up in front of Crowley. "Is she alright?" Ava questions glancing from Crowley to the guest bedroom's door.
"It doesn't matter. Just go downstairs and play or something, okay?" Crowley replies feeling spent and tired. He sighs again and runs his fingers through his dark hair. He himself looks over at the door and wonders about Sara. He begins to think maybe he was a little too hard on her.
"But-"
Still pretty angry, Crowley breaks as he replies by cutting Ava off, "No buts just go! Now!" She nods with tear filled to the brim brown eyes. Ava takes Haillie's hand and goes down the staircase. "Maybe I am the one who screws up everything," Crowley mutters to himself felling worthless. His heavy steps echo through the hallway as he approaches the door to the room that Sara is in. He knocks three times then asks, "Sara, can I please come in? I really need to talk to you." There is no reply to his pleas, so he tries to knob. It turns, and he opens the door with ease. His dark eyes grow wide, and Crowley gasps, "Sara!"