I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! This is a VERY overdue update! I had exams and assignments due and stupid writer's block and I am a TERRIBLE procrastinator! But tadaaa new chapter :D This one is the last for this story but I'll probably end up making a sequel to actually explain and tie up everything. I'm bad with endings :D Excuse any mistakes :P Don't own anything except the plot, the 'ARC', and my OCs :D

Enjoy :D

"Jessica?" they all heard the worry shake Becker's voice. He couldn't let anything happen to her. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if she got hurt again.

Guys you have to get here quick- They had only heard her voice for a split second before a bang echoed through the comms. Becker suddenly found his feet moving of their own accord, leaving the others behind without a second thought.

Pausing only to retrieve his knife from his boot, Becker jolted across the hotel grounds and through the lobby, ignoring the alarmed look he got from the receptionist as he continued running. Skipping the elevator, he headed towards the staircase, taking the steps two at time.

His thoughts swirlled around his head as he climbed.

It was his fault. She would never had been alone in the hotel room if he had just let her come with them. She would have been safer with him.

They would all be safe and most likely on a plane ride home if he hadn't ordered her to stay behind.

Idiot! He mentally scolded himself. You're a complete idiot! She's probably hurt and it's all your fault!

Abby, Matt and Emily paused at the reception desk to reassure the concerned lady and stopped her from phoning the athorities while Connor ran towards the stairs without hesitation. Sarah went to follow him but Matt stopped her.

"Do you really think that's a good idea? Becker's up there." he kept his voice low, making sure the others didn't overhear.

"He doesn't know who I am."

"You could get hurt."

"Matt, I'm not a baby! I can take care of myself!" She jerked her arm out of his grasp and quickly followed on after Connor.

He frowned. "Abby, do you mind looking after this little one for a bit?"

Her eyes flickered to the little girl and she smiled. "Sure."

"Charlie..." Matt whispered. "I need you to stay with Abby here, okay? She'll look after you until we get back."

Charlie's arms tightened around his neck, her voice low and scared. "I don't want you to leave me again."

"I'll be right back."

she looked up at him sadly. "Really?"

He nodded. "I promise, I'll be right back." he quickly passed her over to Abby and made his way over to the elevator with Emily in tow.

Emily glance back over her shoulder at the small girl clutching onto Abby's neck. There was something familiar about her. Something that told her she'd met the girl before. "Matt." she said quietly as she gestured toward reception desk. "Who is she?"

His eyes flickered over to Charlie watching them intently then back up at Emily. He sighed "I'll explain later."

Becker's heart was pounding as he took the last few steps to their level. Below him Connor and Sarah were quickly gaining, also taking the steps two at a time. Without waiting for them, he continued into the main corridor and had to do a double take.

Evidence of a struggle was splayed out around him. Flowerpots and lamps decorated the carpet with dirt and broken glass. There was no way Jess would still be in the room. Someone had taken her.

The roof! He thought suddenly. It would be too obvious taking her through the lobby! He quickly ran back through the door and continued climbing the stairs.

"Becker! Mate! Where are you going?" Connor called when he noticed the black figure racing futher up the stairs.

"Go check the hotel rooms! I'm going to check the roof!" he called back breathlessly.

Connor turned to Sarah as she reached him and gave her a questionable look. "Who are you?"

She rolled her eyes as she pushed through the door into the corridor. "That's not important right now Temple. We have to check the rooms."

His eyes narrowed but still followed on after her, picking up various objects and putting them back in place.

They arrived at the room and found a small number of hotel guests peering inside with worried expression on their faces, murmuring quietly to themselves. When they saw Connor and Sarah approaching with guns in their hands, they all clearly stepped back against the wall to let them through.

Sarah's eyes widened as she stared at the door, half off it's hinges and swinging aimlessly. On the ground, just inside the door, sat the electronic lock. Scattered and burnt, the pieces littered the floor as she gently pushed inside.

Her heart lurched in her chest as her eyes scanned the chaos before her. "This wasn't suppose to happen..." she mumbled quietly.

Behind her, Connor carefully eased his way through the broken door and came to stand beside her. "What do you mean?"

Sarah knelt down beside the smashed PDA system and felt tears sting her eyes. "No-one was meant to get hurt!"

"Did any of you see what happened here?" Matt's thick Irish tone echoed past the door and Sarah couldn't help but let a couple of tears flow down her cheeks.

Connor knelt down beside her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Hey... It's okay, we're professionals. We deal with these...unexplainable incidents all the time."

Sarah frowned up at him. "I know about the ARC Temple. I'm not some frightened little girl."

His eyes narrowed. "Seriously who are you and how do you know who I am?"

"I'm Sarah." she replied, wiping her cheeks with the back of her jumper. She stood up and looked around the room.

Connor stood up beside her. Suspicion and curiosity catching behind his eyes. "Sarah... who?"

She laughed quietly. "Just Sarah."

"Well then, Just Sarah, I guess we better start looking for anything that could help us find Jess." Connor's eyes scanned the room until he found himself fighting back tears of his own. The site was horrific!

The mattress was vertically up against the wall furtherest away from him, a singed hole through the middle of the material. The mirror was scattered like glitter on the over-turned desk. The lamps and television screen where all smashed. The flowing curtains letting in more light through the ripped holes.

But as his eyes continued around the room, they settled on something that made his heart stop beating completely.


Becker ran up the stairs, his knife still firmly in his hand as he climbed the last few steps. He kicked his way through the door, too impatient to try the handle and ran outside.

The sound of helicopter blades echoed around him as a blast of air threw him back.


The helicopter lifted off the ground just as he stumbled to his feet and begun to move in the direction of Jess' voice.

Shots rang out and he dropped down out of view from the guns firing at him.

"Becker help!" Jess screamed. He glanced up just as a tall brunette female hit her across the temple, knocking her unconscious.

"Jess!" he threw his arm back and threw his knife at the rising helicopter, hoping to hitting something important.

Shots fired again and he ducked back down, hearing a quiet thud against the concrete beneath the helicopter.

"Forget about him! Go!" the female growled to the pilot.

As the helicopter begun to move away, Becker rushed to the fallen guard and searched for a weapon he could use. His hands curled around a 9mm pistol and quickly shot up at the helicopter.

Becker come in, what's going on? We heard shots! Becker turned around, searching for the source of the voice angrily before he realised it was Matt talking to him over the comms.

He slumped, watching the helicopter growing smaller the futher it moved away. "She's gone... I thought it was best for her to stay but now shes gone!"

Mate, just stay were you are okay? I'm heading your way now. Matt replied.


Becker glanced down and instantly stood up, aiming the gun at the breathing guard. "Who are you?" he growled.

"AR...C." he coughed out with his last breath.

The door to the stairs swung open and Becker fired a shot involuntary. The bullet narrowly missed Matt's head, lodging itself in the door behind him. "Stand down Becker! It's only me!"

He froze, his grip tightening against the pistol in his hand as he looked down at the guard. "She's gone."

Matt rushed to his side, carefully slipping the pistol out of his iron-strong grasp. "It's okay..." he led him over to one of the ventilation shafts and sat him down, making sure he was away from the edge of the building. They didn't need the Captain getting any ideas about jumping. "We'll get her back mate."

Becker closed his eyes and shook his head. "It's all my fault."

"It's not your fault Becker. I shouldn't have gone with Andy without backup. You all had to come find me. If anyone's to blame, it's me. Stay here, okay?"

Becker rested his head back against the metal ventilation shaft and watched Matt move over to the guard to check for anything useful.

Matt frowned, his hand raising to the comm in his ear. "Abby we have a casualty on the roof. Do you still have the number for the men Lester ordered to stay back in case of another anomaly?"

They're already here. I'll send them up to you.

Guys, we found something you ought to have a look at... Connor said quietly.

"What is it Connor?"

there was a loud sigh over the comms. You won't like what it-

"Temple, I'm not in the mood! Just tell us what you've found!" Becker hissed.

Uh, yeah. Right. Well, we found a letter... his words hung in the air while they waited for him to continue.

Becker's hand clenched up into a fist "Temple..."

We found a letter and it says we have to hand over the anomaly prototype or they'll kill Jess... but it's uh, it's...

"Connor you really don't want to try Becker's nerves right now." Matt warned.

He sighed. I'm sorry but it's not easy telling you guys this. I don't know for sure who's they used but I have a bad feeling it was Jess'.

"Temple, what the hell are you talking about?" Becker growled as he rose to his feet.

The letter was written in blood. The words came out in a blur but everyone understood clearly.

Matt watched Becker's expression turn from pained to tortured. His eyes narrowed and behind them, the wheels were beginning to turn in his head. He'd seen that look before.

The look of revenge.

Whoever had taken Jess was in for a major wake up call.

I won't say this is the end since I'm going to start part two as a new story :D But thank you EVERYONE who reviewed and whatnot :D :D :D :D :D I'm honestly OVERJOYED when I see all the emails from you guys in my inbox!

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