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Finnlay shook his head at what Alistar said considering he wasn't in a position to fight with Jocelyn the way she was.  As he continued down the stairs he came to a metal door that he presumed lead into the garage and hopefully would give him a way to get to a car.  Kicking hard the door flew open as it smacked hard into the wall that it was attached to causing a loud echoing sound in the mostly empty garage.  As he entered into the garage he was met by the looks of what appeared to be 5 swat members who all instantly trained their guns on the door.  Under the mask, Finnlay’s eyes grew wide as he intuitively turned his back to them trying to shield Jocelyn's body from the inevitable gunfire while trying to get behind cover.  

As he made a move for a nearby wall he felt white hot pain go shooting through his left shoulder.  Making behind the wall he stopped for a moment to get his being as he heard the gunfire stopped.  He felt his arm slowly going limp from what he thought were multiple gunshots to it.  He had been shot before but it had been far too long.  Placing Jocelyn down nicely he sat down as he laid his head against the wall cursing at himself.  He heard the Agents stop from getting any closer to his position probably from fear of what would happen.  [color=007236]“Look we didn't do anything wrong.  I have someone who is injured with me.  She needs attention right away.  I just want to get her out of here.”[/color]  none of the agents said anything back to him which was slightly irritating.  [color=007236]“I know you all have a job to do but what would you do if you were in my shoes?”[/color]  as he was talking he was hoping he could stall them just long enough for himself to recover a bit.  Looking at Jocelyn again he nodded his head slightly before he heard a guard yell [color=f26522]“surrender now and you and your friend will get the attention you need.”[/color]  closing his eyes for a second confirmed with them before putting his hands up so they could see.  As he slowly rose over the wall he kept his arms in the air.  Listening to the orders of the guard he slowly made his way around the wall as he faced away from them.  

After a little bit of time, he came to stop as a guard came up behind him with a pair of cuffs in hand.  Being pushed to his knees Finally allowed his arms to be brought behind him as the guard was getting ready to cuff him. [color=007236] “I know you have a job to do,  But so do I.”[/color]  as soon as Finnlay had finished his sentence he instantly disappeared leaving only the cuffs where he was once kneeling.  A moment later he reappeared behind one of the guards as he grabbed the poor man's sidearm with his good arm while kicking him away at the same time.  By the time he turned around, he had already been shot right between the eyes.  Moving around quickly he made sure to keep the agents guessing when it came to where he was.  He did his best to keep the attention away from where jocelyn's body was laying by staying by taking shots at the agents from the opposite side of the garage.  Popping up from a car he was able to hit one agent in the chest as he fell to the ground before he knew what hit him.  

After a few more minutes of fighting Finnlay finally had managed to kill the last of the agents as he felt his whole body begin to rebel from the torture he had just put it through.  Tossing the agents to the side he made his way back to where he had left Jocelyn.  She looked peaceful almost in her current state.  Regaining his thoughts after shaking his head a bit he bent down to pick her up before he felt his whole body tense up again bringing him to one knee.  [color=007236]“Damit”[/color]  he yelled in a hushed voice as he felt pain all over his body.  Trying to reach for Jocelyn once again he began to feel a weird sensation going through his body.  It almost felt as though his body was breaking down like what he did but different in a seance.  Not a second letter he found himself and Jocelyn in what seemed to be the hanger of an aircraft.  Jumping to his feet he was waiting for a shield agent to be waiting for him but rather he found the others that had been in the meeting room earlier in the night.  

Turning to the new figure that looked like a blue version of venom and Silver he groaned slightly and let his guard down slightly.  After hearing what his options were he instantly replied with  “Drop me and Jocelyn off in Boston.  Doesn't matter where just anywhere in the city and I can take care of the rest.  No offense but I rather you do not know where I live or where my friends live.”  he paused for a moment as he looked at everyone else waiting for someone to challenge his decision.  Part way through waiting for someone to say something he felt his whole body tense up to an unbelievable degree as again dropped to one knee.  [color=007236]“Aghhh!  Damit”[/color] he said angrily through his teeth. [color=007236]“I'm fine I don't need your help,”[/color] he said when he heard what sounded like footsteps coming from this frost weaver person. He forced himself to get back to his feet indicating that he was fine before he felt everything shut down as he collapsed with a loud thud as he fit the floor of the hanger helmet first.