Bucky paused and looked over his shoulder at us. I slid my guns back into the holsters and pulled one thin but deadly black baton from my back, they sparked with red electricity when I turned it on. My other hand curled around the handle of a long knife. I saw Teresa copying me. We swung them once and crouched, ready for up close and to hand in the tight halls.

Bucky yanked the door open cause all kind of alarms and sirens to go off. There were red lights flashingI flinched as the sirens kept going, it made me anxious, it was hard to think and hard to see in the dark and flashing lights.

Bucky didn't hesitate, he picked a hall and we went after him. The sides were so loud I could hardly hear Bucky yelling orders. I saw all kind of people in white uniforms and lap coats racing around behind the bullet proof glass. A few of them froze in fear as we raced passed them. If they weren't behind bullet proof glass I'd shoot them all.

"How do we find Minho or Janson up here?" I yelled.

"Minho!" Gally screamed.

"Well that's one way."

"It's already chaos. Might as well add to it." Teresa's shrugged.

We ran a corner and slammed into a few people in white. My rage spiked, giving me an adrenalin rush. My weapon in my hand sparked with red electricity. The red flashing alarm lights reflected off my knife blade.  I slammed the first doctor in the face with the baton as I spun into the middle. The second doctor was down, I had kicked his knees out, and my knife stabbed down into his stomach. The third doctor went down with a sparking baton to his face. The four doctor, I grabbed his lab coat and slammed him into the wall. The knife right under his chin.

"Where is he?" I screamed.

"I...I don't-"

He stopped when I moved the knife higher. Forcing his head up.

"Hall 4. He's with a team of doctors right now..."

"You've been most helpful. Thanks." I hissed. I slammed the knife into his stomach and twisted. I yanked it out and he slid down the wall.

"Hall 4."

Bucky nodded and we followed. There were a few Soilders that appeared, but they were taken out relatively quickly. Especially with four assassin's, Gally held his own. Which is why Bucky took him, he was a fierce fighter, and I thought he could probably beat Aris in hand to hand.

"Minho!" I screamed. "Minho? Where the hell are you?"

I heard glass shattering, and screaming and incoherent yelling.

"I think we found him." Aris said dryly.

I picked up my pace. "Minho!" I screamed again. I rounded the corner with the team right behind me. I slammed into something solid, just as I started to scream his name again.

"Minho!" I screamed.

"Jess?"

"Minho! Oh thank Chuck! Minho!"

"Tess? Gally? Aris? Bucky..? What?..." Minho froze looking between the guys.

"Hey man." Gally grinned, pulling his hood off.

Minho's eyes flicked to me, "Jessie..." He whispered my name like a caress. I was picked up and slammed in the wall behind me, his arms wrapped around me tight. I squeaked in surprise, but I grabbed him just as tightly, my legs wrapped around his hips, my arms around his shoulders.

I kissed him desperately. I had almost lost him. I almost lost my home, my anchor, the person who understood me almost better then I understood myself. And I had him back. Our reunion wasn't as long as I wanted, he pulled away, his eyes wide still in shock and disbelief. A hand held my face like he didn't believe I was here. He pressed his forehead on mine, running his nose up and down mine.

"Hey Baby." I whispered.

"You're here! You're actually here."

"Yes. And as much as I wanna keep this up, we gotta haul ass and get out of here before the building blows!" As I talked I unwrapped my legs and he let me down.

"What the hell?"

Just as he said there was a wild explosion that rocked the building. We all stumbled, I held the wall to keep from falling to the floor. The lights flickered. Another explosion made the building shake, my legs trembled and I slid down the wall.

"Didn't you know?" Aris said deadpan, "were at war." He was leaning on the wall.

"Well, now that you mention it..." Minho rolled his eyes.

"It's good to see you!" Gally nodded and clapped Minho on the shoulder.

"You too, man." Minho said over his shoulder as he pulled me to my feet.

"I GOT THEM!"

"SIR! I HAVE EYES!"

"FREEZE!"

"Dammit." Teresa cried.

"GO! That way! Run!" Bucky shouted, shoving us further down the hall. He paused turned around, pulling his gun. The two Soilders dropped in sprays of blood.

They ran a little ways when there
The loud sirens stopped, and they heard footsteps storming down the hall.
more guards in front, rounding the corner.

"YOU FOUR! STOP!"

"Keep going!" Bucky yelled. "Get to the elevator!"

A group of guards came around the corner trying to cut them off. I tossed Minho my extra baton and the group flew into the group, knifes and red sparking batons swinging.

"Keep going!"

I heard Bucky yelling orders. We made it to the elevator, Gally yanked the doors open and we piled in. The doors closed and we leaned against the walls breathing heavily. I pushed off the wall and  launched back into Minho's arms. He held me tight, a hand finding its way into my hair, he pulled me even tighter, burying his face into my hair as well. The elevator shook as another explosion made the elevator shack and shudder.

Bucky pulled out a com and tried calling headquarters, but there was nothing. Either the elevator blocked signals or there was no signal at all. He shoved it back into his pack.

"We're on our own for now."

The elevator dinged and the door slid open. Bucky, Teresa and Gally were right in front of the doors, they spun in confusion; standing right outside the door was another group of soldiers, with guns drawn. Bucky, Aris, Teresa and Gally were in front and leapt forwards with wild yells of challenge. Bullets flew past them. I waited for a second, so they were out of the doorway. I swung my knife with a growl as pain flared in my arm. I stumbled backwards into Minho with a scream of pain. My legs gave out, Minho caught me. Teresa turned, her eyes wide in fear for me and slammed her hand into the button of the elevators.

"Meet you at the bottom!"

The elevator doors slid shut as I yelled for them. The last I saw was Teresa spinning back into the madness of WICKED Soilders and Wolf pack fighters.

I hissed in pain as I tried getting up. I looked at the damage, the bullet didn't go through, just grazzed it, but definitely hurt like shuck. And there was a lot of blood.

"Dammit." I cursed through a clenched jaw.

"Do I get to help the mighty savage?" Minho asked as he rolled the sleeve so he could see. I growled and kicked my leg as the pain flashed through me. It made my stomach twist. I laid a hand on my stomach. I smiled and looked up at Minho. Minho had ripped his shirt and was wrapping my arm in a strip of shirt.

"Why are you smiling?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "You were just shot. This a new kink? 'Cause I don't know if I'd be up for shoot you."

"You'll be a great daddy."

He chuckled as he finished wrapping my arm. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand as he looked up at the elevator numbers. The elevator shuddered again, making the lights flicked.

"Think it'll be full of WICKED Soilders?"

"Yep." I nodded.

"We go down fighting?" He held a hand out for me, and pulled me to my feet.

"Yep." I nodded again, we faced the doors, shoulder to shoulder. I pulled an extra gun out and handed it to him. I tested my arm. It sent waves of pain, but I had worse and I wasn't going to die.

"I love you, Jess. Minho said, watching the numbers flick down, getting closer to floor 1. "So fucken much."

"I love you too Minho."

The door dinged.

"Would this be a bad time to tell you, I'm pregnant?"

The doors slid open. There was an entire squadron of sodiers waiting for us. I leapt forwards, my knife swinging and my gun being put to good use. I had dropped at least four when Minho finally unfrozen.

"What the hell, Jess?" He screamed, slamming his elbow into a helmeted face. He raised the gun and shot a guard behind me.

"Thanks Babe!"

"You're welcome. But what the hell did you say?"

I spun ducking under someone's arm, and slammed my knife up into the guards ribs.

"I said; I'm pregnant. You're gonna be a daddy!"

Minho yanked his knife out of a guard and reached out, grabbed my good arm and pulled me closer. A huge smile on his face, making his eyes disappear. I saw a guard coming, I raised my gun and shot him in the chest. Minho leaned down and kissed me. It was a quick peek, but he was smiling into the kiss.

We had to seperate, I ducked under one guard as Minho turned and slammed the handle of his knife into the mask of the guard. I grabbed the guards arm, twisted and yanked it. He yelled in pain. I ran my knife across his throat. Minho shot his guard. He looked up at me, his eyes sparkled.

"You serious? Actually pregnant?" He asked.

"Ten weeks three days. And the shucken little parasite makes me throw up constantly!"

"Shuck sakes! Thanks crazy!"

I spun and slashed my knife at the next guard, slicing his throat and chest. I kicked out and he stumbled backwards. I ducked again, spinning on my knees and lashes out, he landed with a crash. Minho was there and the guard dropped with a broken neck. He pulled me to my feet, an arm wrapped around my back, and a hand possessively on my butt.

"You're beautiful." He growled.

I hummed and kissed him quick, "your not too bad yourself."

Minho pushed me backwards as another guard showed up, he grabbed the guys uniform and yanked him forwards, and spun him around towards me. I stepped forwards and thrust my knife up into his chest.

"I think that was the last one." Minho panted.

I pulled my knife out, I stepped closer to Minho, grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. This time my eyes fluttered closed as I kissed him. He growled and pulled me closer. He kissed me gently and sweetly standing in the lobby of WICKED, surrounded by a bunch of dead Soilders, as the lights flickered, wires sparked and a few ceiling tiles fell from the ceiling. He slowly pulled away, not far, but enough to breath, his lips brushed mine as he spoke quietly.

"This is the most Jessie way to tell me this."

"How else would I have done it? Bake a cake? Eww."

"I'd know you were abducted by aliens" he chuckled. I just hummed. "...let's get you and my baby home safely."

"Sounds like a plan."

The door to the stairwell slammed open. Minho looked up, a protective arm around me. Out of the door stepped a wild looking Janson. His face was so twisted it made me shiver. His eyes were dark and he had slobber dripping from his chin. He was passing a long sharp knife back and forth between his hands, reminding me of Ben when he wasn't done with the Changing.

"Strange place to find you all when everything's about to come down!" Pieces of metal fell from the ceiling, clattering to the ground, wires sparked and a fire still raged in another room. I let out a small whimper. I had a deep desire to kill him, but now that he stood infront of me, my knees went weak and my breathing became shallow.

"Minho..." I gasped, "our baby... He can't have them." My eyes filling with tears as I wrapped an arm around my waist.

"He won't." Minho growled. He stepped in front of me.

"My two favorite subjects, my two favorite experiments. Too bad it still didn't work. We'll just have to try harder."

"Over our dead bodies!" Minho snarled.

"That could be arranged." Janson smiled, raising his knife to point at us his black pit like eyes travelled to me. "You two are all alone."

"Says who?" A voice called.

I looked over my shoulder, Teresa, Bucky, Gally and Aris came striding across the lobby, each pulling out a weapon. The front door burst open. Thomas, Newt, Jason and Sonya came racing in. They skidded to hault when they saw us.

"Looks like we have back up."

"No matter. We'll just take care of all of you first."

The WICKED guards that had come with Jason all pulled out similar weapons as Janson. Out of the corner of my eye I saw everyone spreading out and slowly creeping forwards making a line. The other were searching the floor for anything they could find to use as a weapon! pipes, long screws, the jagged edge of a metal grid. I saw Thomas grab a warped piece of thick cabling that ended in a spike of rigid wires, as deadly-looking as a spear. They all grabbed something deadly to defend themselves as another explosion rocked the lobby, sending a huge fancy glass chandelier light crashing to the floor, shaddering sending glass everywhere.

"I've never seen such a menacing bunch of thugs!" the Rat Man yelled, but his face was crazed, his mouth contorted into a wild sneer. "I have to admit I'm terrified! But.. maybe not as scared as you are of me, hey Jessica? I remember you screaming and begging for it to stop."

"Just shut your shuck mouth and let's get this over with!" Minho shouted back at him.

Janson's head snapped up and he focused his cold, mad gaze on the teenagers facing him. "Gladly," he said, "Starting with you two!"

Janson and his men ran towards us as our line all crouched.

"Hold!" Bucky yelled. "Wait!"

I gripped my knife and baton so tight my knuckles were white and my hands were shacking. I would die fight. I would rather us die then baby and me go back to Janson, the horrible twisted sadistic things he would do to us. Minho inches closer. Teresa did the same on my other side. I knew they were being protective.

"Now!" Bucky screamed.

We lunged forward and meet Janson's line in a wild clash of screams and weapons. Just as I was about to reach the guard. Minho grabbed my backpack and yanked me backwards. He literally tossed me backwards, away from the fight. I tripped over something from the ceiling and slid backwards on my butt. I was so shocked Minho would toss me away like that, away from a battle. I knew he was being protective of baby, but I had made it clear I was the one going to kill Rat Man. It took me a few seconds to fully process what was happening in front of me.

My head was full of the sounds of metal against metal, screams and shouts and grunts. Some had matched up two-on-one; Minho ended up fighting a woman who seemed twice as strong as any of the men. Sonya was on the ground, wrestling a skinny man, trying to knock a machete out of his hand. Bucky was fighting three guys at once. Teresa was fighting a woman, their knives slashing back and forth so fast it was just shiny blurs. I saw all this with a quick glance, my attention went back to Janson. He was facing off with Thomas.

"I don't care if I bleed to death," Janson was screaming at me with a grimace. "As long as I die after I get you and Jessica back up there."

I wanted to hurt him, I wanted to end him. I scrambled to my feet and ran, with a wild feral scream, I wanted to watch the life leave his wild eyes. I ducked under a wild swing of a knife, I threw my knife at the WICKED man's helmeted face. It shattered and the knife buried into his face.

With another explosion that made the building shack and sway, I slammed into Janson's chest, as he got up to slam his knife down into Thomas. We crashed to the ground, with one hand I swung as hard as I could. I smashed Janson's left cheek with my balled fist and watched as the Rat Man's head snapped to the side, blood spraying from his mouth. I reached back to swing again, but the man arched his body violently, throwing me off; I landed on my back.

Before I could move Janson had jumped on top of me and gotten his legs wrapped around my torso, pinning one arm down. I gasped as his weight crushed down on my stomach. I squirmed to get loose as Janson hit with his fists. Pain flooded my body. I had one arm up blocking my face. Then adrenaline surged through my body. I wouldn't die here, I was going to live, I was going to have a baby, and live happily ever after with Minho. And I was going to be free from him, and the pain and the fear he caused me.

I pushed my feet against the floor and thrust my stomach and hips toward the ceiling with a guttural scream and rolled.

It was enough to free my other arm from the man's knees. I blocked the next punch with both of my forearms, then threw both fists up and at Janson's face, connected with his face. The Rat Man lost his balance; I pushed him off, then kicked him by coiling both legs and slamming the bottoms of my feet into Janson's side, again, and again, and again. The man's body inched away with each kick.

I scrambled and twisted as Janson tried to dive back on top of me. I managed to twist and slam my elbow into Janson's nose; it stunned him, and both of his hands flew to his face. A burst of energy shot through me; I jumped on top of Janson, both my hands around the man's neck. I began to squeeze. Janson kicked out, flailed his arms, but I held on with feral rage, and funneling all my rage, fear, vengeance, desperation, hopelessness, and my mama wolf protectiveness and all my sorrow, using everything to hold onto his neck; clutching, leaning forward with all my weight to crush as I constricted my hands tighter and tighter. I felt things snapping and pulling and breaking. Janson's eyes bulged; his tongue jutted from his mouth.

As I held on, I screamed; fueling my strength. The scream ripped through my body, shredding my vocal cords. The hot tears poured down my face.

Something was pulling me. I held on tighter. Something grabbed my face; something warm, soft and calloused, it held my face firmly.

"Jess!" My name was called, "Jess! Baby! He's dead. He's completely dead!"

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× long chapter today. Very movie and Book smoothed together and a little Mr & Mrs Smith. ×

× Yah, Daddy Minho! ×