The night came and went as Sarah laid in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as the morning sun slowly began to let its light take over the East side of the hide-out house.

Sarah hummed, turning to her giant window to admire the sunrise, the trees, and the fog coming up and over the lake; she got out of bed and walked towards the window to get a better look, the view was beautiful and she gave herself a mental note to hopefully let Grace play in the backyard today.

She smiled to herself gently as she turned around and began walking towards her dresser, wanting to make a head start on her day.

It was abnormally quiet, and something wasn't right as Sarah climbed down the stairs; she usually smelled coffee and could hear somebody talking downstairs, but as she did not notice either of those things when she finally got downstairs.

She was greeted with the smell of blood and butchered FBI agents in the living room; Sarah gasped, covering her mouth from screaming as she began to whimper.

Sarah looked around the living room as she tried to remain calm when she noticed the head agent up against the hallway wall, his eyes vacant as he was hunched over; she sighed as she walked over to the agent and kneeled next to him.

She tried not to gag as she reached in his pockets, looking for a cell phone firstly and found it in his pants pocket; but she noticed that his gun had gone missing from its pouch; she let a shallow breathe out in fear as she turned around and walked towards another agent but he did not have his gun either.

"Fuck." Sarah muttered as she unlocked the phone and looked through the contacts to hopefully find either Agent Donovans' or FBI Headquarters number.

She found Headquarters and immediately dialed it, tip toeing around the dead agents to get back to the stairs where the quietly began to climb up them, then abruptly stopped when the operator picked up.

"FBI headquarters, how may I direct your call?" the operator asked.

"Agent Donovan, please." Sarah whispered into the phone, looking down the stairs to see if anybody was coming.

"One moment." The operator asked before Sarah was put on hold.

Sarah swallowed hard, praying that Agent Donovan picked up his phone quickly; it seemed like forever when finally he picked up his phone "This is Donovan."

"Agent Donovan, it's Sarah Greene. The hide out has been compromised. The agents are dead, and their guns are missing." She informed him.

"Get out of the house. We'll be on our way." He said before hanging up his line.

Sarah huffed, putting the phone in her back pocket before climbing up the rest of the stairs; she tip toed her way into Graces' room, the door ajar from its usual closed position; her stomach dropped as she slowly pressed her fingers against the door and opened it.

Grace was alone, thankfully. "Maybe an agent checked in on her and forgot to shut the door?" Sarah thought to herself as she walked towards Grace and picked her up from her bed; grabbing Madeline as well as she began to carry Grace out of her bedroom and down the stairs.

"Leaving so soon?" she heard a voice behind her.

Sarah turned back up the stairs to see Joe approaching the both of them, coming out of Graces' bedroom; Sarah let another shallow breath out and quickly began to make a run for it.

Grace began to wake up and squirm in Sarahs' arms "Mommy, what's going on?" she asked.

"Keep your eyes closed baby!" Sarah pleaded as she rushed past the sea of dead agents and began rushing towards the front door.

Sarah knew that the keys were always kept in the SUVS as she opened the front door and began to run, leaving the door wide open and found 4 parked SUVS in front of her to choose from, but all the tires has been slashed.

"That's not going to stop me." Sarah thought to herself as she rushed to the SUV parked at the end of the line and gently threw Grace in the back seat "Buckle up." She demanded, rushing around to the driver seat and got in.

Sarah looked up to see Joe making his way out of the house, taking strides as he walked towards the SUV; she didn't waste any time starting the engine and backing up swiftly; she wasn't going to let four flat tires stop her from anything, she was going to drive this thing into the ground if it meant getting away from Joe Carroll.

She reversed the car, narrowly missing Joe as she turned the car around and drove away, only going 30 miles an hour to safely get away with the circumstances.

Sarah let a faint sigh of relief out as she looked through her rear view mirror, not seeing anyone follow her as she continued to drive, picking up the speed a little; she turned to Grace to see her tear stained face, Sarah pouted as she looked straight ahead again.

"It's okay, sweetie." She assured Grace, and in a way, assuring herself as well.

Sarah continued to drive for a few miles, finally feeling a complete sense of relief when the car hit a rough rock and the car flipped over.

Both girls screamed in fear as it did, Sarahs' heart racing as the car quit moving, the both of them upside side; a strong pain coming from her collar bone as Sarah let a cry out before trying to get back in her right mind.

"Can you unbuckle yourself?" Sarah asked Grace.

She heard a thud coming from the backseat, Sarah tried to turn back to see what had happened but the pain coming from her collar bone made her cry out in pain again.

"I'm okay." Grace said, climbing towards Sarah "Are you okay?" Grace asked.

Sarah shook her head "I need her to unbuckle me, please." Sarah asked, watching as the tiny girl pressed the seat buckle and Sarah caught herself with her good arm and eased herself down.

"Climb out the window, come on." Sarah remarked, guiding Grace out of the car where they both stood up and examined the damage.

Sarah looked both ways, knowing that Joe would find the car eventually and walking probably wasn't a good idea since the road they were on wasn't traveled very much; she turned around to see a steep hill, trees surrounding it before it stopped at the lake.

"Lets climb down here." Sarah suggested, taking Graces' hand as they both balance themselves as she walked down the hill and safely made their way to the bottom.

Sarah smiled as she guided Grace to sit against the hill and under a tree stump "We're going to sit here for awhile and be very quiet, okay?" she said as she sat down next to Grace.

Grace nodded, putting her finger against her lips to signify that she would be quiet; Sarah nodded in agreement, pretending to lock her lips and throw away a key as they looked out at the lake and the rest of the sun rise, waiting for FBI to find them.