A/N: Longest chapter I've ever written and favorite one so far between Reckless AND Control. So enjoy & please Review!!

Chapter 6: Coming to Terms

Angela jumped both herself and David to the address on the paper. 'Google sure was right.' The place was in the middle of nowhere up in Vancouver. The only thing for miles was a large four or five floor building. 'Very plain and distasteful,' Angela thought. 'Even for Paladins.' She dropped her grip on David's jacket and put her hands in her pockets, the one holding onto the pocket knife she concealed. They stared at the gate that surrounded the place.

"Do you have a plan?" David asked her, crossing his arms.

Angela shrugged. "Not really. But I'm thinking of one," she said walking towards what looked to be a gate with the same symbol that the paper had. Two men with sunglasses and brown trench coats stood like guards. They were turned, facing them and obviously watching them since they jumped. "Hello there," Angela said innocently as she dropped the baseball bat behind her nonchaliantly.

One said into a mic by his cheek, "They've arrived."

Angela's foot slid back a little and she moved into a fighting stance, readying for their imminent attack. The gate swung open and she stood normally again, shooting a look of shock back at David. He just shrugged as one of the guards started towards the building. They followed them, but Angela kept her hand on the knife. 'Just in case.'

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(Griffin POV)

Griffin had been trying aimlessly for the past twenty minutes to jump and failing, only seizing and twitching. 'Something to do with this ruddy table. Probably one of their new toys.' A door opened and he saw Millie's head bolt up. Her lip wimpered as a Paladin passed in front of her and stopped in Griffin's view. It was a woman with a short red bob. "Hello Griffin." Her voice was icy and very stern.

"Who the fuck are you?" Griffin asked weakly. He was tired from the constant jolts when he tried to jump.

"My name is M-"

"Oh my god," Millie's eyes were wide and she cut her off. "Mrs. Rice? Is that you?" She seemed to know this woman.

She turned to the shocked brunette in the corner. "Yes Millie. It's me," she said before turning back to Griffin.

"Who the hell is this, Millie?" Griffin craned his neck, trying to look past the woman to Millie. 'Rice...Isn't that David's last name?'

Millie went to answer but the woman started first. "My name's Mary Rice. I'm David's mother."

Griffin smirked. "How twisted. Does he know?" She nodded. "Wonderful," he rolled his eyes.

"You two don't know why you're here but once they arrive you will understand-"

Griffin heard a door open from somewhere behind him. "Ma'am. David Rice and Angela Parker have arrived," a deep voice said.

She looked over Griffin, presumably at the door, and said, "Thank you. Put them in the designated room." A short pause and the door shut before Mary turned and started towards the door.

"Why did yeh need us?" Griffin shouted as Mary walked out of his sight. Millie nodded. It seemed she also wanted to know why.

"As I said. All will be answered shortly," was the only answer he got as he heard the door shut again.

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(Angela POV)

She was paranoid as the Paladin man lead David and her through the halls. Angela couldn't help but look at everything, just so she would remember. He finally stopped in front of a room and opened the door for them. David, being the courteous one, said thank you. 'Being nice to the enemies. Good strategy David.' She rolled her eyes and went in after him. The room was quite bland. Just two chairs in front of a desk with one behind it. Angela took notice of a black window behind the single chair. The two sat down next to each other and the Paladin man shut the door. She slapped him upside the head.

"Ow!" he whined. "What was that for?"

"I don't know...Maybe being nice to the enemies?" she said in a hushed voice. He rubbed at the back of his head as the door opened again.

A woman with short red hair walked in. "Mom," David said awkwardly as he averted his eyes to the side.

The woman sat down with a folder as Angela looked from her to David, then back again. "Holy shit. You're David's-"

"Yes, I am. My name's Mary," she calmly spoke.

Angela looked at David again. "Whoa. Twisted family ya got there." She saw David fidget in his seat as she put her other hand into Griffin's leather jacket she had on. 'Situation must really be bothering him.'

Mary smiled lightly. "That's exactly what Griffin said when he found out."

Angela stood up and David stood, restraining her quickly. "Where the fuck is he?" she asked, feeling her rage boiling in her.

Mary motioned for her to sit. "Please. We can discuss this like adults can't we?"

Angela simply glared at her and she heard David speak. "Where are they?" The tone of his voice was pleading, almost begging.

Mary opened the folder and looked down at it. "They're both fine. But it was the only way." She looked up at them. "Deeply sorry for the inconvenience," she said, trying to sound remorseful even through her icy tone.

Angela snarled silently as David asked, "Only way for what?"

Mary shut the folder. "To get you two. David, I want us to be a happy family," she looked at her son. Her glance shifted to Angela then. "And your mother wants you back."

Angela stuttered, "Wait. My mother? I don't even remember her. Or my father for that fact."

Mary looked down, "Your father was a great man."

Angela shot a look at David, trying to figure out if this was all really happening. He just shrugged his shoulders. Angela looked at Mary again. "He's?..."

"Dead? Yes. He was killed in action a few years back."

'Oh my god. He was a Paladin...' Angela was stunned. "How?"

"A jumper killed him." Mary's eyes locked with Angela's. "Griffin O'Conner. Stabbed him in the back," she told her as she laced her hands on top of the desk. "He bled to death in Berlin."

Angela laughed. "You're lying."

"Bring her in!" Mary called.

Angela looked over at David and saw him perk up, obviously hoping it was Millie she meant. But it wasn't. A woman, maybe in her late 40's, with creamy brown shoulder length hair walked in. She was in Paladin attire and looked at Angela. "Angela!" she moved as if to hug her. Angela jumped from her seat and appeared behind David. "Angie? Don't you remember your mother?" she asked dumbfounded.

Angela gripped the arm of David's chair and felt his hand pat hers gently to calm her. "No. I don't remember anything before the age of 8."

Her face dropped. "Told you Mary," she grinned mischievously. "It must've worked."

David looked over his shoulder at Angela and she was shaking. "Where are they?" she asked quietly. She was trembling with anger. 'Had they done something to me? Is that why I don't remember my childhood?'

Mary looked at the woman claiming to be her mother. "Paulette, it would be best if you go now." Paulette held her ground, crossing her arms defiantly. Mary sighed and looked at David before pushing a button on the underside of the desk. The black window split apart, revealing a room next to theirs. Both Griffin and Millie were in there. Millie, on the floor with handcuffs around her wrists, and Griffin, laying on a table trying to move. "As I said. They're fine."

David stood up this time. "Like hell if they're fine! Let them out of there now!"

Mary unlaced her hands and pushed the button again. "That glass was one way. They did not see you, but they heard you. They still can. And the only way they'll be safely released is if you agree to stay. It's a simple choice."

Angela's eyes grew wide. "Griffin!" she shouted, looking up at the ceiling frantically. "We're gunna get you out of there! You too Millie!" Paulette chuckled and exited the room.

Mary stood up. "We'll give you two some time to decide," she said as she swiftly left the room. The door clicked behind her.

"Damn it!" Angela screamed. "Your mother's evil," she shouted as she pointed at David.

"I can't help that. Now, how the hell are we gunna get them out of there?"

Angela was silent. She pulled tightened her ponytail before pointing to her mouth and silently mouthing the words: 'Try jumping in there.' David didn't get the hint. "What?" he asked. She made a face at him and pointed to her lips again, mouthing the same words. "Oh," he said, finally getting what she said. He nodded and jumped first.

As soon as he jumped, Paulette stormed into the room. "Aha! Luck of the draw," she grinned at Angela. "I guess they can't leave alive now." She pulled out one of the electrical sticks.

Angela pulled the knife from the sheath on her leg. "Don't count on that, mommy dearest," she said tauntingly.

Paulette shot a cable whip at Angela, which wrapped around her wrist. Angela hissed, clenching her teeth together to stop herself from screaming out in pain. "Remember that man that you fought? That was your brother! And the one who knocked you out was your little sister," she cackled in an evil manner.

Angela cut the cord attached to her arm and jumped behind Paulette. "That wasn't my family. My family is dead," she said stabbing Paulette in the shoulder.

Paulette simply laughed loudly. "No. Your family is here. The Paladins." She turned around with her arms spread open. Angela moved to stab her again, but saw the crazed look in Paulette's eyes. "Can you even kill me, Angie?"

Angela fumed. 'Maybe that's why I hate that nickname.' She hesitated, watching the blood drip onto the floor. Angela lowered the knife. "I'll let you suffer."

"Ha!" Paulette gave a laugh and launched herself at Angela with a small knife in hand. The knife made contact briefly with Angela's neck, leaving a cut along with a smear of blood. Angela dropped the knife when she had been tackled but remember the smaller knife as she held her off. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the knife, flicking it open. Angela jumped out from under Paulette to a standing position next to her. She forcefully wedged the knife into her other shoulder blade, leaving it there and backing up. "I didn't think you had it in you," Paulette groaned as she tried to push herself up off the floor.

"Think twice next time," Angela advised her as she grabbed her knife she dropped off the floor. She jumped next to the desk, pushing the button underneath. The black moved again and she saw Millie struggling to get Griffin free along with David in a fight with a Paladin man. She jumped over to help.

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(David POV) [What's going on during Angela and Paulette's fight]

David jumped to the center of the room, facing Millie. "Millie!" he shouted moving towards her. Millie stood up and shouted, "Look out!" David jumped to the side while he pulled out the knife Angela gave him. He threw it to Millie. "Get yourself out and help Griffin," he said before turning to face a Paladin.

He heard Griffin say, "I don't need no bloody help," as the Paladin ran at him. David jumped to the opposite side and kicked him down. He turned, seeing Millie fumble with the knife. David kicked the Paladin again and jumped next to her. He took the knife from her hands and jabbed it in the keyhole, opening the lock on the right cuff. "Now help Griffin." Millie nodded as David was pulled back. The Paladin yanked his shirt collar and David landed on his back, gasping for breath. He stabbed the man in the hand and jumped. He stood behind the Paladin, who was freaking out over his hand, and kicked him down again. The man got right back up, despite the wound. 'Persistant.' He launched himself at David, grabbing for his neck. David got ahold of one of his hands and dropped the knife from the other. David felt another jump and saw Angela pulling the Paladin off him. She punched him in the face and proceeded to stab him in the chest.

"You're welcome," Angela said. She looked over at where Griffin was and David's eyes followed. Millie managed to get one of his legs free. "Millie, move!" Angela shouted. "Get her out of here David!" Angela said as she jumped over aside of Griffin and stabbed at the lock, freeing his right arm.

"But what if-" David began.

Angela glared at him. "Go!" David listened and jumped Millie to the lair.

A/N: Zomg! A cliffhanger! But don't kill me... (hides from the fans behind Angela)