"We've been breached."

Five minutes later, I'm following Delaina through the hallway, followed with Vlad behind me.

I'm annoyed. I can tell he is too. Delaina better have a good reason for...

She leads us into the computer room, where it is pandemonium all around. Five of the computers are smoking at the top, and the biggest one keeps spewing paper. Michael and the jock are racing from computer to computer, checking the screens. Michael's staring at the screen, and the jock is opening them up. So Michael is checking for imbalances within the computer, and the jock is fixing them. Nice teamwork. Ill be sure to remember this at an office meeting, if I ever have the displeasu
re of working in an office.
Alex is sitting at the biggest computer like thing, staring at the papers it's spewing out. The papers are like nothing I've ever seen before. They're different colors, all stitched together, and they're cut to say the message. It's a really long message, as paper pieces are sitting all around his chair on the floor. His head is in his hands, contemplating what's going to happen next.

"Alex, what's going on? Delaina got us just now, what happened?" Vlad sounded concerned, but I could hear the exasperated undertone in his voice. He was looking forward to the end of the date as much as I had been.

He looks up at us like we've just saved his life. "Thank God, you guys are here. I need your help. Both of you."

"Okay, guys. There's something I have to tell you about this place. It isn't ours. That's because the Inside isn't just ours. This is New York's safehouse, because the storeroom where we were held hostage by Yasmine and her people was our safehouse. She was interrogating Cameo right above the entrance. Three steps to the left, and that was it. I had to call the New York's Inside leader, a telekinetic named Lindsay. An ex of mine, actually. Didn't end well. She almost didn't help me until I told her of our situation. Anyway, she let us stay here for as long as we needed, unless her people needed the place. They don't. But there's never a guarantee. I think she's funding a spare safehouse for her group. Of course, it's gotta be better than the one she gave us, because she always has to be the best. Because she's better at everything..."

"Alex, stop ranting." Vlad said, his annoyance getting slightly more audible. "Now, what happened? Why is the safehouse going haywire?"

"Those five are going haywire because they don't recognize our group. Those computers are personalized to every Inside faction, and they know we're not Lindsay's group. Michael and Daniel are fixing the computers. Michael's locating the hijinks, and Daniel's going in and fixing them. He's an elemental too, but a different kind. He handles technology. Anything that makes life easier, either he can control it or fix it. They work together for a lot of stuff. "

"The problem with this computer is they can't fix it because it isn't broken. It keeps spewing out paper that's cut out to spell a...."

The paper stops coming out. The message has been delivered.

"...message."

We take all the paper and lay it out across the floor. Michael and Delaina and Daniel help. Delaina lifts the paper into the air and arranges it so it can be read clearly before we place it down.

Vlad starts reading aloud.

"Dear The Inside, Chicago,You have something we want, and we are going to take it from you. And we know you are here. We don't know where this place is yet, but we know you are here. We are going to find this place. And we will make you pay. Sincerly, like were going to tell you?. P.S, or are we?"

Delaina looks worried, Michael and Daniel look a bit spooked, Alex looks worried, Vlad looks like he's seen a ghost. Hell, he nearly kissed a ghost today. Heh.

Michael breaks the silence, while moving a bit closer to Delaina. "So what does this mean? How do they know we're here?"

"We have a breach. Someone is leaking information to them. I knew they took us to the storeroom for a reason. I just knew it." Alex says, with no hint of himself in his voice.

I can't handle the suspense anymore. "Alex. Delaina said you needed my help. All the computers are fixed, and you have your message. What do you need me for?"

He looks at me, with an expression between doubt and faith.

"You're going to find out how they found us, what they want, and who they are."