A/N - hope everyone is still enjoying the story, let me know what you think of the ending...!

Chapter 11 –

He walked into the room and was pleased to see that everyone had already arrived and was sitting around the large rectangular table, it helped appease just slightly the terrible dark mood that he was experiencing but it wasn't enough as he sat down at in the largest, grandest chair of them all, a file open in front of him but he didn't open it he just placed his hands on top of it while he looked around at all of the faces.

"I'm glad to see that you all managed to make it despite the short notice."

He spoke slowly and clearly, his voice echoing around the vast room while his fingers drummed the top of the file.

"As you know we have experienced a breach of security and in spite of our best efforts it has yet to be rectified. Andrew has assured me that he has the matter under control and it will be achieved with the least amount of publicity as possible."

"What about the girl, she must have talked?"

"Oh I doubt it."

He grinned in a way that would scare the majority of people but for everyone around the table they just found comfort in the expression.

"Anyway we do have to think about the repercussions that the group face and ensure that it will remain in existence for another 183 years."

"What are you suggesting?"

The middle aged woman that was sat directly opposite him stared hard across the table, he knew that it would have been her that would speak first, and she was the next in line for his seat.

"We need to go to the secondary location."

Everyone nodded their heads, they knew immediately what he meant, everything was going to be packed up, moved away, the whole house would be cleaned from top to bottom, nobody would know what had really gone on in that house. He stopped as he turned to leave the table, quickly catching Andrew's eye before the man walked over to him.

"I am pleased with the amount of work that you have put into the surveillance and file of DI Alice Parker but I am concerned with how close Rachel has got to the doctor, what have you got on her?"

"Doctor Sam Nicholls, former Army medic, divorced and lives on her own."

"I want a complete file and surveillance on her as soon as possible."

He didn't wait for Andrew to reply, he had given his orders and he expected them to be carried out otherwise there would be consequences. There was no need for him to stay any longer at the house, there was too much that needed to be done and he had his own entertainment waiting at home for him.

Rachel was laying on the sofa, her head propped up by a cushion while Sam was sat on the floor just in front of her. The two of them were quiet, not even the television was on, Sam had the file that Alice had left open on her knees while Rachel stared at the wall not wanting to talk. Sam closed the file and then her eyes, she needed a break from reading, looking at the photos that Alice had put in from the two girls that she had found murdered. Sam opened her eyes and looked up at the clock on the wall, she took a breath and stood up placing the file on the top of the DVD player.

"I've just got to make a phone call, I won't be a minute."

Rachel just nodded her head and continued to stare up at the ceiling as Sam wandered through to the kitchen, taking her cell out of her pocket as she stood by the kitchen sink and looked out of the window as she waited for Zoe to pick up.

"Doctor Hanna."

"Hi Zoe it's just me checking in."

"Oh hi Sam, how are you?"

Sam took a deep breath and paused, immediately Zoe picked up on the hesitation.

"Sam do you need a break? Maybe I could come over?"

"I'm ok Zoe."

"Hmm come on Sam I know how hard it must be for you there. How is Rachel?"

"Quiet, she talked to me this morning but has now completely shut down, the injuries are healing well but I think I'm going to need some more supplies soon."

"Well that will gives me the perfect excuse, I'm on until 8 tonight I'll come round straight after."

Sam smiled as she listened to Zoe's voice, there was a light heartedness to it that immediately put Sam at ease.

"That would be nice, I'll be glad to see a friendly face."

"Ok I'll see you later."

Sam still had the smile on her face as she walked back into the room but her heart sunk a little as she looked at Rachel who still lay forlornly on the sofa.

"Hey it's time for your medication."

Sam smiled as she stood over Rachel, keeping her eyes fixed on the girl until Rachel moved her eyes so that they met.

"How are you feeling?"

Rachel shrugged her shoulders and blinked her eyes but Sam could see that she was trying to stop the tears from escaping. Sam closed her own eyes momentarily before she crouched down and gently placed a hand on Rachel's shoulder, placing her head close as she whispered softly.

"It's ok Rachel."

"I should never have said anything to you."

"Rachel..."

"They'll come for me, I know that, they will kill me to keep their secrets buried, but they won't care who they hurt, Sam I don't want you to get hurt."

The tears were flowing freely as Rachel spoke, the words spoken clearly and with a passion that belied her young age. Sam could find no words that would offer Rachel any comfort, she just reached around and held her tightly, hoping against everything that her touch would help in some way.

Alice took a deep breath as she got into her car, it had been a long day that she had spent the majority of in the office, reading all the reports everyone had compiled and she knew that it was going to be harder for her to keep her knowledge of the Poseidon group quiet. Alice checked the car park before she drove out, she was going to speak to Sam and Rachel as soon as she got back to the safe house and hopefully Rachel would be inspired to talk to her.

Zoe stood in her office, her bag was on the desk as she checked that she had got everything that she needed for Rachel. Everyone else had already left and the new shift had taken over, Zoe took a deep breath as she looked her office and headed out to her car, she already had the address of the safe house and had memorised the route she needed to take but knew that she also needed to ensure that she was not being followed and had several alternatives if she needed them.

He watched carefully as the vehicle came towards him, the headlights obscuring the number plate slightly so he was a bit late in speeding off but there was no mistaking the impact that he made, the sound of crunching metal, crashing glass and splintering screams.