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Tom looked intently at Grace as she began to speak. He wasn't really sure if he actually had expected her to follow what he said and portal Angie up into the attic - he supposed he had got caught up in the adrenaline and panic of the situation and assumed Grace would feel the exact same way and immediately portal Angie up, where the three of them would somehow proceed to kick everybody's ass. So, as Tom watched Grace apologise and say she couldn't do it, he couldn't help but feel his face fall as the adrenaline and hope that he was feeling quickly leaked out of his body, as if someone had pulled a plug on it. He looked down at Grace and rubbed his hands over his face for a brief moment, before realising he was just going to make Grace feel horrible about herself, and stopped, trying to put on a confident front again. 

At Grace's words, he quickly took out his burner phone and turned it on, the light shining in his face in addition to the light that was coming off the portal above him. [color=SteelBlue]"I can't call Powers... Powers is in Paris, it'd take him too long to get back, and by that time everyone might have been carted off to wherever they're being taken... And Angie will be found out soon, she won't be able to pretend to be flirty for much longer, she'll break..."[/color] Tom suddenly cursed as the portal exploded, and he also fell from the force of Grace falling on top of him, watching with sudden horror behind her purple hair as the phone slipped from his grasp, threatening to crash into the hard wooden floor. [color=SteelBlue]"Oh fuck, no!"[/color] 

Tom activated his powers at the last second, sliding away from Grace and standing up quickly, and the phone stopped falling about an inch off the ground. He breathed a sigh of pure relief before standing up and looking down at Grace, who was getting a little upset. [color=SteelBlue]"It's okay... Don't worry, it's not your fault, it's nobody's fault..."[/color] He pondered what to do for a moment, before getting down on one knee and giving Grace a quick, gentle hug before letting go and standing up again, beginning to pace around the attic space, tapping the phone in his hand. After about a minute he looked up suddenly. 

[color=SteelBlue]"Okay. I'm gonna send a text... A text to Christina! And some other people who's numbers I can remember. I can't call anyone, it'll take too long."[/color] He looked down at Grace for a moment, seeking approval, before opening up the burner phone again and typing in Christina's number, where he sent the following text: 

[color=SteelBlue]"CHRISTINA, HELP! ITS TOM, POWERS SENT US ON AN UNDERCOVER MISSION 2 THE MAFIA AND WE GOT BUSTED, BRIE PATTY AND WILL ARE CAPTUTED, ANGIE WILL BE CAPTURED SOON, IM HIDING OUT WITH GRACE, COME BRING DIVISION X OR SOMEONE IM BEGGING U"[/color]. 

Tom quickly hit send. [color=SteelBlue]"Alright, shit, who else's number can I remember. I think I can remember Blake and Jamie... And Zee, I haven't added him as a proper contact yet so I still have to type it in all the time!"[/color] He quickly got to work sending out three more text messages. They were basically the same as the last one, but obviously addressing different people. He also told Blake to try and find Joseph instead of Division X, and added on a message to Zee to see if he could get in contact with Samson. Tom sighed as he sent the final text to Zee, sitting down next to Grace. Obviously he had no idea that Blake and Jamie were currently unable to answer his text.

[color=SteelBlue]"I guess we wait now."[/color]

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