Can't Hide Forever

17. New Years.

11:55 I felt the cell door click open. We started running. Sam practically tripped over the bag of weapons.

There was a guard in front of her door. James pulled her brass knuckles out and went invisible.

The guard was quickly dropped, and Sam went to town on the lock.

There was a large metal room starting back at us. It was cold. Really fucking cold. There where tools everywhere, there was an electric chair in a corner.

A large metal bed frame was against the far wall. She was curled up in a ball, in my sweatshirt.

I crossed the room in two strides.

"Emily," I whispered. She jumped.

"Jesse," She whispered, tears started forming. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I started carrying her.

"We're getting you out," I whispered as she stood up.

"Its to risky Jess-" her hands went to her stomach.

"Hey Hey. I know ok," I said, putting a hand on her stomach.

"What are we gonna do this time," she whispered.

"No matter what happens between us I'll always support you both," I whispered kissing her forehead.

"Lets go," I whispered taking her hand.

"No, I've got something we gotta do first." She said, a smirk crawling across her mouth.

She pulled us towards a completely different end of the building. We barged into his office. She went straight to a file cabinet. She pulled a lighter out of her bag, and lit the file on fire, dropping it on his desk.

She sat at the computer, hacking into it. She started blaring a song, on all of the speakers.

"Come on," she called, tossing a rope down the office window. We scaled down, her song was blaring.

And the professer stood in front of the gates.

"Good plan boys, one problem. I'm never gone more than an hour. Usually, I never let the escapees live. But now that I know how to make you tick, I can use you. And you. I don't even need you Emily. Soon as I get my hands on that precious love child-" he didn't get to finish.
"You're not going to touch anyone, especially not my child," she growled venomously. The ground was starting to shake underneath our feet. And the professor looked scared. Which fueled her anger. And explosion brought his office tumbling down.

"My work!" He cried. He pulled the pistol out of his waistline, and shot me in the other shoulder.

And she snapped. Fire started forming on her hands. Her blue eyes went dark purple. She formed a fireball in her hands. It blew her backwards but not before his entire estate caught flames.

"Sam grab his ID badge, James get her bag!" I roared. I picked her up, crying out in pain.

We where on a mountain. A fucking massive mountain surrounded by other mountains. I limped my way out with the other two. We scanned our way out with his card. It was pouring hail.

I ended up passing out in front of a dimmly lit cabin, collapsing with her.