[b]Danny - Confrontation[/b] They filed out of the building, those of them already armed leading out in front, ready for the enemy that surely awaited them outside. Alex had spotted the group rushing to surround them, and everyone there knew that this was no doubt an ambush. With the side entrance drowned out in flames, Chris led the group in smashing through the front door of the building. He stopped in his tracks, his gun aimed ahead. Danny came in from behind him to assist, but felt his body freeze at the sight awaiting him-- Countless armed men and women aiming down on them from both across the street and in the building ahead. As the others followed, they became confused by Danny and Chris' responses, unsure if they should point their guns or just keep still. Visible in the group on the ground was Jamie, one of the scouts who'd left with Enrique. Danny's blood ran cold as he imagined that the clue leading them to Baton Rouge had been a trap by Enrique all along. For that to be true, the man had to have acquired many more people during-- "Jamie!" Chris yelled, interrupting Danny's thoughts. He watched the bigger man roar with anger, forgetting all sense of logic as he ran across the street to confront the former scout. Danny could only watch, unable to speak, move, or do much of anything. His body felt numb and his senses had practically drained from his head. That he'd managed to land everyone in this situation was something he could barely comprehend. A few of his group cried out as two shots were fired into Chris, one in his leg and the other in his shoulder. The big man crumpled to the ground, and Danny could hear his grunting over the fire raging behind him. "Drop your weapons!" Jamie yelled. "We have more explosives armed in the building behind you, and you all are still close enough to be caught in them!" Danny stared, the rifle in his hands beginning to slip from his hands. He let it fall, and it clattered to the pavement below. During all of this, he hadn't been sure if he was supposed to be the leader of this group. He'd said a lot of words back at the cabin, but that's all they ever were-- words. He'd told them all this would be dangerous, but... what [i]was[/i] this? Who were these people? Danny had never considered this to happen, but he knew he had let everyone down completely. Shannon stepped up next to him, her own weapon gripped firmly in her hands. He felt her looking at him, looking down at the gun at his feet. He knew that his friend wanted to fight with every fiber of her being, but they both knew she couldn't. Not with James here and not with Danny having already given up. Dropping her weapon next his own, Shannon raised her hands. "You next, James," she said. --- [b]Shannon - Cells - Rob/Alex/Zoe[/b] She glared at the man sitting across from her, who glared back at her. They were sitting at opposite ends of a dusty grey cell, their bodies tired and worn out from being dragged about all day. Having been blindfolded on the way here, Shannon couldn't be entirely sure where she was, though she knew they couldn't have left the city. Judging by the cell, it was possible that they had been taken to a police station of sorts, though it was also possible Magnus and his group had installed the cell bars themselves. [i]Magnus[/i]. She had no idea who that was, but Jamie and the others that had captured them had mentioned the name. She figured he'd been there during the ambush, but the blindfold had been placed on her before anyone had spoken to him. Whoever he was, he'd been interested in keeping them relatively unharmed, for whatever it was worth. Aside from Chris being shot at-- Shannon had no idea if he was okay-- their captors had made an effort to treat them gently. At least until they were shoved into these cells. There were other ones they passed by, where most of Shannon's group had been placed. She'd lost sight of Danny and James as she was moved further into the facility, placed into this cell with this lone guy. The guy in question moved his head now, seemingly examining her. He'd went from staring at her, to glaring at her, to pretending she didn't exist since she'd been here. Shannon didn't trust him, even if he [i]was[/i] trapped here with her. It was just too bad for her he looked like he could easily take her with them both weaponless. A sound from the hall caused them both to jump, Shannon moving to rise to her feet. Men and women in riot gear escorted Rob, Alex, and Zoe into the cell, crowding it. Shannon gave the trio a grim frown as she fell back into a sitting position, defeated. The stranger on the floor was giving Rob a look now, staring at him like he thought Rob was dangerous. It'd be foolish of him to try and attack Rob with all of them there, but who knew what this guy had been through. Shannon was ready for anything. --- [b]Tyler - Motel - Katie/Liam/Scarlett[/b] Groggy from sleep, Tyler wearily splashed his face with water in the bathroom of his room. As the water dripped down into the sink, he looked himself in the mirror, unsure of who he was even looking at. It'd been a long time since he shaved, and it made him feel vulnerable now in a sort of way. Maybe that was why he did what he did the night before, and maybe that was why he hadn't been able to sleep last night. It certainly wasn't wrong of him to do, right? He'd wanted it-- he wasn't betraying Helen's memory. It's not like their marriage was the best, and he'd already betrayed her with Lynn if that was the case. No, what was bugging him was Scarlett's reaction. Even if Liam hadn't walked in on them, Tyler wasn't sure she would have liked to continue the moment any further. The woman was quite a bit younger than him, not to mention far more attractive. It was probably best if he didn't try that again, not for a long time anyway. Finishing up in the bathroom, Tyler grabbed his knife before leaving the hotel room. Outside the door, he watched Katie knock on Scarlett's door across the balcony, and he smiled. Katie had mentioned something about 'girl time', which certainly meant [i]no boys allowed[/i]. It'd be good for her to hang out with another girl. It had been a long time since Lauren was around. George and Liam were supposed to be practicing-- It was Liam's insistence, even-- so Tyler decided he should be helping them out. He was sure George could teach the boy just well enough on his own, but Tyler wanted to supervise. It was probably the old him that made him feel that way, but he needed to be on top of everyone. Moving down the stairs to the first floor of the motel, he turned toward the glass door separating the pool from the lobby, but stopped in his tracks at what he saw. Beyond the glass was George, being held by the intimidating man that had supervised the deal with Tina's group. He held a knife to George's throat. Beside him was Jon, who held Liam in his arms. He wasn't threatening the boy with a weapon, but he was armed nonetheless. Behind them were more men, and Tyler knew he'd not be able to take them on. One of the men moved to open the glass door, and Tyler considered fleeing back up the stairs. He could possibly grab Katie and Scarlett in time to rush them to safety. George and Liam would be abandoned to these men, but was that really the worst thing that could happen? Better only two of them be captured than all of them, right? Whether he was being selfish or smart, Tyler didn't really care. Katie's safety came before all others, so he quickly moved to turn around and rush back up the stairs. He opened his mouth to shout Katie's name, but it turned into a wordless yell as he felt an unbelievable pain stab through his leg. He crumpled against the stairs, his face slamming against the metal steps. As he rolled down to the bottom, all Tyler could see were black spots dancing across his vision. --- [b]Tina - Apartment - Sam/Abram/Turisa[/b] She shakily the fruit platter she'd prepared for the guests on the coffee table, her nerves shot to death. When Caleb brought up that they had met Scarlett, the group seemed interested in listening to them. Perhaps upset about the decision to kick Tyler and his friends out, Caleb insisted they take the group back with them to the apartment. He'd explained that, with them, they would be safer than they would be on their own. "We give Tremblay supplies so that they leave us alone," Caleb had explained. "With us, you'll be left alone as well." Now, with everyone stuffed into the living room, Tina felt the awkward silence between both groups suffocating. Elyse was often a very talkative woman, but unfortunately she wasn't feeling well and couldn't join them. All Tina could do was smile and cut fruit. "So, uh..." Tina searched for something to say as she sat down on one of the couches next to Caleb. She looked toward the mural on the wall, sighing. "I like to paint... I wanted to do a portrait of your sister, you know... and her friends." She nodded to the right side of the mural, which was mostly blank. What stood out were the crude paintings of people sitting amidst a flower field. Names were above their heads: Mommy, Dylan, Lauren, Bull, Daniel, Floyd, Emma. Above them were the sketchings of faces, these ones with their own names: Katie, Scarlett, Liam, Tyler, George, Jacob. "I wanted it to work out," Tina said, a tinge of sadness in her voice. "But they had to leave. I'm sorry you didn't run into her, Sam."