Breaking the Walls

This story is based off of Firewall and I would like to say that I don't own anything but my own character and maybe a little plot change.

Summary- Elizabeth Standfield has taken a holiday from her job to come and visit her family in Seattle. Little does she know she has just walked into the worst situation anyone could be in.

Chapter 1 Welcome Home

The rain was pouring down like nothing I had ever seen. Even with my headlights on, I could barely see a thing. I pulled up to a red light; I reached into my pocket and looked at my badge.

I had been with the FBI for 3 years now; I was recently promoted from desk job to special/field agent about 2 months ago. It's hard to believe I'm 26, with my red-blonde hair, brown eyes, and 5'4 athletic build, I haven't had a lot of experience, but I did succeed in a hostage situation. I some how managed to negotiate with an armed hijacker to the point of giving up and he is now behind bars serving a 25 to life sentence.

I wanted to tell my parents, Sarah, and Andy in person what I've accomplished. I hope the surprise of me being home for the 1st time in 3 years doesn't shock them. I was looking forward to spending a weekend maybe more with my family. Maybe I could go to work with my father just to say 'hey' to everyone at his office.

The light turned green and I turned left on to redwood street. I drove about 3 miles until I arrived at my home sweet home. I stopped at the top of the drive way, and I noticed there were more cars in the driveway then I had remembered. For one I don't remember a van or a dark colored car that I couldn't see very well.

I ignored my gut instinct and drove down the driveway and parked next to the van. I sat in the car for a few minutes contemplating what I should say exactly. I don't know what I felt but it was a strange feeling, so I grabbed my gun for safety and to show Andy.

I quickly got out of the car and grabbed my duffle bag with some overnight clothes and such. I ran to the door, with the rain beating down hard I could barely find the key. When it was found I opened the door and quickly ran inside and locked it.

I looked around the house; I wasn't used to such silence. I quietly walked down the stairs to the living room where most likely everyone was at. I took the left, "Hey guys I'm home!" I announced.

I instantly saw 4 men turn to look at me. I looked into the living room to see my family tied up sitting on the couch. "Liz run!" I could hear my father's voice scream.

I took his advice and I quickly turned and took off up the stairs. I was almost to the door when I suddenly felt hands on my waist pulling me away from the door.

I was pushed against a wall, everything was a blur and I wasn't able to see the figure in front of me.

"And who might you be?" the man said in a British accent. I couldn't respond, because I was too busy trying to regain my breath. I suddenly felt his hand on my stomach. "And what's this?" he said holding up my gun.

"Let's go." He said as he tightened his grasp around my waist keeping my hands in place and a gun pointed at my side.

We walked into the living room, I looked at my family, I heard my mom scream and my siblings cry harder. My dad caught my gaze and gave a sorrowful look.

"And who might this be?" The man holding me announced. There was silence, "Very well then, she can be exposed." He cocked the gun and pointed it to my temple.

"No, No" my father paused, "She's our daughter, Elizabeth." He sighed and looked at the ground.

"Sir you may want to see this" a man to my left said. He was typing something on his laptop. The man left my side to look at the computer. I took this chance to make my way towards my family, but I was cut short because the same man grabbed my arm and pulled me back towards him.

"Oh, it looks like we have a special agent from the FBI on our hands." He said from behind. I closed my eyes and dropped my head. I felt another hand on my waist, only it was another man reaching for my badge. "Agent Standfield, wow, expert negotiator, highly trained in hand to hand combat, unbelievable marksmanship, impressive. This is to all; never let her have a gun." The man looked at me and smiled.

"I came here to tell you guys the news about my promotion." I said to my family. I paused for a few moments letting my family take in the news. I turned to the British man, "what do you want?"

"Well I was just about to get to that part when you so rudely interjected." He said with a smirk. I pushed his hand off my waist and ran towards my family. I gave them a big hug and sat on the couch next to Sarah.

The British man made his way towards us. "Beth, I really am sorry about all of this," he looked at Andy and then to Sarah, and finally to me, which he held my gaze longer than needed. "Beth I need to talk to your husband, because he listens to you. I need you to tell him that if he does not do exactly as I ask I will kill you and your two, now three children. But if you can make him listen Beth, if you can make him do what I want, you'll all walk away from this unpleasantness. Not because I am a nice man, simply because there will be no reason for me to hurt you. Make sense?" My mother nodded.

"Can I rely on your corporation?" I could hear my father say "tell him yes". "And you Sarah?" he asked. "Alright." She uttered out. "And what about you big fellow?" looking to Andy, "Maybe" he replied. A laugh came from one of the other men.

"And what about you Lizzy?" he said looking into my eyes. "Don't ever call me that again." I stated.

"You didn't answer my question." He said in a serious tone. "My answer is no." I said determined.

He smiled and looked at my father; "My she sure is a stubborn one, how were you ever to tame her?" he laughed again and looked at me. "Stand up."

I just looked at him, "Did you hear me? I said stand up!" he said demandingly. I jumped a little and I felt Sarah's hand on mine before I stood.

I arose from the couch, he walked toward his men. "Come here," he said waving his hand toward the middle of the living room. I obeyed him and walked to where he pointed. I looked at my father and then back to the man.

Without warning he backhanded me in the face. I stumbled backwards, but I did not fall. I regained my ground and stood up straight and looked at him.

"Brave and stubborn I see." He smirked, and attempted to slap me again when I blocked his right arm and threw a punch towards his head; he was just as fast and he grabbed my arm and pushed me backward.

He smiled again, "She's good, wouldn't you say fellas?" from the laugher and agreement in response he was definitely enjoying this. I walked to the couch holding my cheek from the slap. It was stinging badly but a sucked it up and looked at the man who just pissed me off even more.

"Do you keep a gun in the house Jack?" the man asked. "No," he replied. Suddenly the man pistol whipped my farther in the head. I heard Andy yell "daddy", and my father tell him that everything's ok.

"Pass me the gun, its empty." The man said and my father obeyed. "You lied to my Jack, don't let it happen again. You have an excellent alarm system in this house and what are alarms used for Andy?" "To keep people out." He replied. "That's right, and they also keep people in." he said gazing toward me.

"I'll need the password Jack." He stated. "Lark, it's the name of our boat" he replied.

"Alright untie them." He motioned to the man behind the couch.

They ushered my mother, Sarah, and Andy off the couch, I started to stand up when a hand was placed on my shoulder and I was forced back down. "Your not done here." said the man who hit my father.

I slid over next to my father and hugged him. "Don't worry we'll find a way out of this." I whispered in his ear. We broke apart and he looked my in the eyes.

I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter there is more on the way!!! Please review!!!!! I can't finish a story without reviews!!!