...an empty room.

Ava's blue eyes slowly opened then closed at the sight of the now very much sun filled room. She was still groggy about last night events until the pain sent her a sharp reminder. Her completely bare pale body still propped up against the safe house bedroom wall.

"IAN!" she shouted internally as her sore body struggled to get up. She realized she was the only one in room as far as she could tell, but Ava knew she had to make sure. She scampered over to the bed and grabbed one of the various hidden firearms within the king sized mattress. After scanning each room and peeking outside the balcony, she was alone. Just as she walked back into the bedroom she saw a small puddle of blood on the right side of the bed. A trail led out to the balcony and, as far as she could tell, to the street below. Ava took one of her slender fingers and touched one of the tiny crimson pools.

"Still wet!" she softly exclaimed to herself. Ava knew she didn't have a second to spare. The red haired agent threw on a white tank top, extremely tight jeans, sneakers, and zipped herself in a black leather jacket. She snagged her other trusty pistol and ran down the stairs. She began to feel a vibration on her wrist as she looked down to see Newman's name in digital white lights.

"Listen Newman the Raven is on the run but I'm in pursuit I'll call you back," Ava babbled before hanging up on Newman. She knew he'd just be pissed that the Raven was missing, but with a trail to follow she's not gonna worry about that now. As she ran out the door into the street she saw the blood trail about 10 feet from the building wall. "Did she fucking jump down with him?" Ava wondered to herself before making her was down the street. She could tell that there were more people out and about than yesterday, helping her blend in as much as she could.

Ava must have went down 10 blocks before stopping to catch her breath. As she leaned over to suck air back into her lungs, she noticed the trail of blood go off to the right. The red dots lead to a large building that appeared abandoned or being renovated, she couldn't tell which. Ava stealthily pulled out one of her pistols to avoid alarming any currently curious eyes, then quickly entered the tapped off entrance. The first floor was dark and completely gutted, save for a few utility lights and cooper wires. The GDF agent with her gun drawn carefully checked around each corner of every room, knowing that this could be a trap.

Ava finally found a very dimly lit stairwell leading down into a lower level that seemed to be a basement. She took each step slowly, knowing exactly how to decent without making a sound after years of GDF training and missions. The hallway below began to narrow as she found herself beside an opening missing a door. As the young female agent cautiously looked into the room a small feeling of relief came over her. There was Ian, still naked, but tied to a metal chair in the far corner of the room. The slight rise and fall of his chest confirming that Ava's mission was not over yet.

Knowing that this would be where the trap is, Ava decided to make that woman from before reveal herself and her plan. Ava slowly took off her leather jacket, revealing her braless bosom moving freely against her tank top. She waited a moment then tossed the jacket in....and nothing. No sound, movement, or blue light. Ava realized maybe she got lucky and needed to get Ian out before someone showed up to finish the job. She slowly crept into the room and made her way closer to-

CRACK!!!

Ava hit the ground before she even knew what happened. The small flickering light of the room became four flickering lights as the room started to get dark. Just as she slipped into unconsciousness, she saw two figures stand over her. The bright lights distorted her sight, but Ava heard what she thought was a chuckle before the darkness over took her.