16. Bombs Away Bombs Away

In all honesty, they were ultimately screwed. There is no better way to describe the hopelessness in their current predicament, but Alan couldn't show that to Fermat. His sweet and loyal friend, who completely and utterly believed that he could do the incredible and save them from the situation that was threatening to transpire. That is why he couldn't bring himself to break his heart with reality.

"Okay, Fermat. You're going to walk out of here and warn whoever is coming to our rescue and warn them about the bomb," Alan commanded, while secretly hoping that he wouldn't see behind the ploy that was meant to protect him and keep him safe. "Will you do that for me?"

Fermat looked at him with huge eyes before he shook his head fast and wildly; almost making his glasses fall off from the motions. "N-no. No! I'm n-not going to g-go and l-leave you b-behind. NO! I-I wouldn't d-do it."

Alan sighed defeated, while at the same time slightly exasperated over his best friend's ridiculous moment to be stubborn and difficult. How the hell is he supposed to simplify the self-explaining argument why he had to go and convince him to do it? Honestly, for a young genius like him sometimes he could be really really stupid.

"Fermat, listen to me. Blaze and I have to do this, because we're the only ones around who still might have a shot in disarming it, and in order to do that we need the fewer distractions and that includes focusing on keeping you safe." Alan put his hands on Fermat's shoulder, staring straight into his scared eyes with hope that he would finally see reason and the seriousness of the situation. "Please Fermat…leave now. I promise you that we'll be okay and that I will come back."

Despite the comforting words, Fermat still didn't look entirely convinced. It looks like Alan had to pull out the big guns in order to give him that last push he needs to finally be fully convinced to do what he asked. "If you wouldn't listen to these reasons then please do it in order to warn and protect my family."

"W-what do y-you mean?" Fermat asked, with his head tilted slightly to the left. He was clearly confused about that part about protecting his family, because as far as he knew the only family he knew about was Jem and Haley as well as his 'foster' siblings Blaze and Renée. Alan couldn't even imagine his friend's reaction when he learned the truth that his biological family was very much connected with him. Gathering up his courage, Alan took one final breath before he began the cliff-note version his complicated and messy family tree. "I really can't get into the circumstances behind everything, mostly because I don't remember or know everything and can just about tell you pits and pieces of it all. Anyways, to cut right into the case, I know that I'm the presumed-dead son of Jeff Tracy and youngest brother of Scott, John, Virgil and Gordon." Fermat's eyes widen, obviously finding the truth as shocking as he did in the beginning. "I know that sounds crazy, but believe me when I tell you that's the truth. Which is why due to them and the entire FBI, who has been chasing me for your kidnapping and please don't ask why they accused me because it's stupid and irrelevant right now, are on their way here to catch me and save you, and because of this they would ultimately be in danger since they don't know what they are walking into. So I'm asking you to go and warn them, keep them from getting hurt or killed if something happens."

Fermat was pretty much convinced to do what he said after that, both knowing and finally understanding his reasons for why he wanted him out of this place, and they gave their goodbyes by hugging each other and whispering hopeful words.

"P-Promise me, you'll c-come back." Fermat's grip around his neck tightened, and was apparently not going to let up until he made the promise. "Y-You will w-walk out t-that door s-safe and a-alive, okay?"

"I promise…" Alan felt the weight of the world by making that promise, due to his pessimistic nature he wasn't as confident that he could follow Fermat's promise entirely through, but he was willing to fight to make it even slightly possible. They pulled away, giving each other one last comforting look before Fermat turned and followed the directions to the exit. Once Fermat was out of sight and out of hearing distance Blaze finally spoke since he delivered the bad news. "You know that there is a chance neither of us are going to make it, right?"

"Yeah." No emotions were revealed when he said it, but they both knew that he was trying to shield himself and working on not breaking down when the odds were clearly against them. Blaze stared at him like he had outgrown a second head or something. "But there was no other way he was going to leave unless I made that promise and for now I'm going to do everything in my power to keep that promise."

Blaze scoffed at that comment and began walking in the direction of where the bomb was located, Alan following closely behind him. "Four years has passed, but you're still the same soft kid with great potential that no one have ever been able to tame. Except for that squirt that is…"

Alan didn't respond to the comment, but in the end he didn't have to because they both knew the truth. Despite his rebellious, stubborn and impulsive nature he was in fact a big softie who did everything for the sake of those he loved and cared about. However the one he was willing to sacrifice his life and future for was the first person besides his family who saw beyond the potentials and expectations, and simply accepted every part of him.

As fate would have it, Alan seemed to have a special talent in disappearing and leaving no trace behind, which probably by now pretty much pissed off the Feds, who would most likely recruit him once they caught him just to make sure this situation doesn't repeat itself. However their hope to find Alan and Fermat wasn't lost yet, because as it turns out Lady Penelope and Parker have been tracking him secretly on the side and knew just exactly where he was.

So here they all were right outside a big warehouse location, making so much noise that the Australians could probably hear them, but apparently that was the FBI method in creating suspense and unnecessary actions. And the worse part is that Agent Monroe and Agent Harrods were the lead choirboys for this crazy and uncontrolled situation.

Jeff sighed heavily, while thinking how he wished that he was the one in charge of this rescue mission instead of the FBI, before he turned his gaze on his sons who was hanging in the back with the Cassidy siblings. They were all waiting for the action to start and finish, but due to the slow work rate they were surrounded with it that idea was put on hold. So that left them to keep an eye on the building and everyone who came and went and whether they were armed or not. He too turned moved his gaze away to look at the building, suddenly feeling the rush of worry and concern for both Fermat and Alan's safety and wellbeing, but desperately forced himself to not getting too worked up and maintain the faith that his family was going to come back safe and alive. He wasn't sure how long he was staring at the building until he heard the sound of a door open up and someone started running like their life depended on it. And while everyone was on the guard on whoever was coming their way, they all were completely shocked to see the familiar figure of Fermat running towards them.

"S-stop!" Fermat shouted, even though he appeared unharmed he acted like a mad man. "Y-you all h-have to s-stay back!"

"Fermat!" Everyone including Jeff shouted out with shock and joy, and was about to run over to the young teen, but Fermat shook his head and held his hands up in the air in a guarding manner. "S-stay back! W-we all n-need to k-keep a g-good distance f-from the building. T-There's a b-bomb inside!"

Hearing about the bomb certainly got everyone's attention and didn't waste time in moving far enough from the location in order to avoid the possible blast site. Fermat was quickly escorted to one of the more med-educated agents just to make sure he was all right, but was quickly concluded to be unharmed and was left to be reunited with Brains, who finally at ease since this whole situation happened.

Jeff and his sons as well as the Cassidy siblings welcomed Fermat back, which Fermat one by one gave one quick embrace to. Once the hugging session was over Fermat explained the fast version of the events, with everything that happened during his captivity and how things escalated to the part where Alan and Blaze are still inside working hard to dislodge the bomb. The agents listened carefully to the part about the bomb, even though there were some agents who were reluctant to believe that two teenagers could dislodge a bomb on their own, but what other option did they have?

"Mr. T-Tracy?" Fermat asked, interrupting his train of thoughts. Jeff turned to look down at him, confused to what else he had to say that apparently didn't involve the Feds since they had assembled and talking about a rescue plan just a good distance away from them. "Yeah, Fermat? What is it?"

Fermat made a deep breath before he jumped into it. "T-there is s-something y-you should k-know…Alan, he k-knows."

The confusion deepened, and his face frowned over the unusual indirectness the teen showed. "What exactly does he know? You mean, he knows knows about us? His biological family and the weird circumstances involved."

The teen nodded, his gaze was facing the ground. "H-he's r-remembering small p-pieces of his p-past and then the t-truth was r-revealed in a n-not so w-wonderful way by the Boss."

Jeff could feel his face fall in sadness and despair after hearing that his baby son not only remembered just bread pieces of him and his family, but also had to learn the entire truth from the devil who caused his life so much misery. It wasn't enough to ruin his family apart, but that piece of…you know, had to tell his son the horrible truth as well? Hadn't those people made him and his family suffered enough?

"I'm s-sorry, Mr. T-Tracy." Fermat apologized. "I t-tried to s-stay behind, but h-he wouldn't l-let me."

"That's okay, Fermat." Jeff swallowed hard, trying to appear calm while he reassured the young teen over his lack of argument against Alan. If there had been any doubt before that Alan was his son, then there was certainly no doubt about it anymore considering that this kid was just as stubborn like his brothers. "I know that you did everything you could, and I know that the reason why you're here is because Alan was thinking about you and everyone else's well being. So don't blame yourself, because I'm honestly glad that you aren't inside that building."

Although he didn't look neither convinced or reassured by his words, Fermat nodded his head dejected and then turned his focus on the building he had escaped from. It was clear that he was scared and anxious for Alan, but he put on a quite convincing brave face as he waited for his rescuer and best friend to return back to safety where he belonged.

Jeff smiled at this, but the smile quickly vanished when all of the sudden a huge explosion happened. Fire and smoke came loud and fast out the doors and windows, tearing them apart in one simultaneous motion, knocking everyone in proximity of the blast off their feet. Luckily he and most of the other people around was unharmed and were in a great distance between the blast and their current location, but that was the least of his concerns right then because his mind quickly jumped on the fact that the bomb went off and Alan had still been inside.

"ALAN!"

.

.

.

Thank you for the response I have been receiving, hope you guys like this chapter.

With school going on I can't promise when or how often I will be updating on this story, but I will continue it and write on it during the few moments I have time to spare and write.

I'm sorry that this chapter is shorter than usual, since I'm busy with pretty much everything, and also because I hurt my hand a little over a week ago making it even harder to write, but I felt obligated to at least update this story because we're soon reaching towards the end. Which I'm right now estimate is about two or three chapters left, but then again I'm not completely sure at this point so we will see.

So anyways please, please, please continue reading and express what you think of my work because otherwise I might be dejected and more reluctant to continue and finish this story, which I really do want to finish.

With that said, please please please continue giving me reviews, favorite and/or followings, and the next chapter will be out as soon as its done.

xXrebelgirl07Xx