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Floor thirteen is the debriefing room. But right now it's a person Elizabeth's looking for.
"Timothy."
"Elizabeth, hey! What are you doing here?"

"Really, Tim? You very well know what is going on."
"And so do you." He throws his hands up. "But you're going to get yourself killed without a second thought anyway."
"The elimination of every vampire in the city applies to me, too."
"Not if you get the hell out of here."
"I couldn't do that, now could I?"
"You? No." Tim sighs.
"I'm really sorry. I know--"
"It's too damn late to apologize. Have some freakin' sense, Elizabeth. Save yourself!"
She laughs. He frowns.
"I'm serious." Timothy says.
"I know you are."
"I changed my mind. I want an apology."
"I'll miss you too."
"You can't miss me when you're dead!"
"It'll be quick."
"I still think you shoud run."
"Alright, stop." Elizabeth sighs. "Tell me everything you know."

Elizabeth walks out of headquarters, a grimace plastered on her face.

She was not one to disobey, but this...this could warrant drastic preventative measures. Could she really guarantee safe evacuation of every Sim in the city? Even one loss would be too many. That aside, If Elizabeth could convince herself without a doubt that all human life would be preserved, could she accept this plan?
Elizabeth wrings her hands as she approaches her car. She's just starting the engine when she hears the first explosion. Too soon.

Her head jerks in it's direction--she can already smell the burning. It's far away for now, but like the distant tempest, thunderclaps announcing the nearing of each lightning strike, it won't be long before tendrils of fire are coiling about every building in the city.

Elizabeth's first thoughts are of Samara--luckily she's in another city, on another mission. Her next are of her sister. She needs to get Sarah out--NOW. As Elizabeth presses the pedal to the floor Jensen pipes up, "Ma'am, your objective is in the opposite direct--"
"Shut up, Jensen!" She shouts. To the VI's credit, he does so.

By the time the car is stopped, Elizabeth's scrambling out the door, the engine still running.

"Sarah!" she yells, dashing for the door the second time that night.

Both ringing the doorbell and pounding on the door, Elizabeth yells her sister's name over and over. Slowly, oh-so-agonizingly-slowly, Sarah opens the door and rubs at her sleep-filled eyes.

She sighs, stretching her arms. "What are you--"
"You need to come with me. Now."
Sarah rolls her eyes, frustrated. "No, I'm not going to be ordered around by--you're just like mom, you know that?"
The words sting, but Elizabeth ignores the bite.
"We don't have time for this. The city is under attack."
That wakes Sarah up. "Oh, and why should I believe you?" But they both know she does. She still has faith in her big sister.
Elizabeth's sigh is one of relief. "You need to grab Lee and Dylan and get out of here right now. It is not safe for you here. Please. I am disobeying orders just being here." She pleads.
Sarah nods. "Okay."

Sarah runs in the house and grabs a pajama'd Lee.
Elizabeth can hear some of their conversation.
"We need to go. Now." Sarah's saying.
"Okay. I'll get the baby." Lee's nodding, turning back upstairs.

Elizabeth's thankful for their unquestioning trust.
She waits until the family is piled into the car, watching from the street. She gives them directions to one of her safehouses. It's only a few cities away so that they won't have to stop, but far enough that they'd be in no danger of the cleansing.

With her sister on her way out of the city, Elizabeth can finally breathe. It doesn't make what she's about to do any easier, though.
Figuring out what to do next proved even more difficult. Blowing out a long breath she didn't know she was holding, Elizabeth gets back in the car.

The drive is relaxing. For a second she forgets that the world's going to shit around her. That she can stop it, for a price. That there's no time. That she can't save everyone. And then her fragile serenity shatters. She has Jensen put in a call to the police department. They've heard the explosions and an evacuation is in process. Another deep breath. She adjusts her hands on the steering wheel and asks the VI for the next set of directions.

When Elizabeth arrives at the location, she's surprised that it looks just like something out of the movies. She walks into the unmarked building, her footsteps silent against the concrete--a skill she perfected long ago. She thought she was prepared for everything by now. She couldn't have been more wrong.

"Elizabeth." A simple word. An unforgettable voice.

She drops to her knees, pain coursing through her veins.
"You?" Elizabeth chokes out. "You're the re-reason the entire vam-vampire population is being cleansed?"
"Ha!" The man barks. "Cleansed. Don't you mean murdered? Watcher, Lizzie. You've gone dark side."
"You're o-one to talk." The pressure around her neck tightens.
"Don't claim to know me, Lizzie. That time is long gone."

Suddenly, he releases her, holding out a hand.
She takes it and he hauls her upward, pulling her into his arms.
"I missed you." He says. Talk about emotional whiplash.
She breathes in the scent of him. It would be so easy to get caught up in this again, to join him, to forget her place. But she can't do that. Not if the humans have to die.
She can't bring herself to let go of him, either. Not yet.

"I'm sorry, Lizzie."
She laughs. "Just let me enjoy this."
He nods, pressing his lips into her hair.
"I love you." He whispers.
She pushes away from him, tears in her eyes.
"You had to go and ruin everything, didn't you?"
He looks hurt. "What do you mean?"
She throws her hands up exasperatedly. "Don't you know why I'm here?"
He nods, eyes closing gently. "I know. And I know you'll do it, too."
She hides her face in her hands. "Then why?"
"Because I'm going to let you."
Her eyes snap up to meet his. "You wouldn't. I can't."
"But you have to." He soothes.

"Are you ever NOT confusing?" She asks desperately.
He laughs. "Never."
"I can't just kill you."
"Yes, you can." He turns and takes a step away. "And you will."
"Are you going to make me?" Elizabeth challenges.
He takes a step back towards her. "You know I could."
"But will you?"
He sighs. "I'm too old to fight."
Elizabeth whispers, "And I'm too young to die."
"Then run. Hell, we can go together."
"You would leave everything behind?"
"I was going to let you kill me." He chuckles.

She considers his offer.
"One condition. You bury your whole operation."
"Deal."
Elizabeth kisses him. "I love you, John Ross."
"I know."

"Not so fast." A woman waltzes in, warranting a gasp from Elizabeth.
"Samara?"
"Yes, Mother. What are you doing with...him?" Her words are laced with contempt.
"Who is she?" John Ross demands.
"Samara. You must understand--"
"No. I don't think so."
"Listen to me--"
"Mom, how could you?"

"I am trying to--"
"I thought you were on our sid--"
"He's your father!"

The entire room falls silent.

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