I want to thank MKThrall for being so helpful! And for pretty much fixing this entire mess of a chapter, you are the best :D

I would like to apologize for the long absence, that was just me being unable to figure out anything really, so I apologize again.

I hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

Oh god! Oh god! Rachel thought, as she slid down to the edge of the roof. One of the vampires saw her. Her feet hit the gutter, bringing her to a stop. Her feet slipped and slid along the slick roof as she scrambled back towards the crane.

Ivy had completely disappeared. Rachel didn't know if she had moved onto the ground or had gone to the other side of the roof. Her mind rushed through possible things that could have happened to the vampire. She had no idea what happened to Ivy and was worried. Rachel pushed the thoughts of Ivy away as she focused more about what she needed to do now. As she was scrambled across the roof, she heard commotion below her. As she peered over the edge, her foot slipped on a piece of ice, causing her to side toward the edge of the roof. She let out a small yelp as her body slid over the side.

Her fingernails scrapped along the roof as she scrambled for a handhold. She felt her fingers close around the gutter the ends of her fingers breaking through the ice that had formed inside. The gutter groaned under her weight. Please don't break! Her mind screamed. The frozen water in the gutter cut into her fingers. Rachel's body swung back and forth after the sudden stop.

"Look she's up there!" someone yelled.

Rachel tried to look below her, but the gutter made a sharp noise when she tried to move her head. She snapped her head back around quickly. Praying that it would hold!

The sound of guns being drawn below made her scramble to find purchase enough to hoist herself back on the roof.

Gunshots rang out just as her foot came in contact with a small ledge. Rachel pushed off with her legs, and pulled with her arms, throwing herself back onto the roof. Her body was half on the roof with her legs hanging over the side. She pulled her left leg over while still holding on the gutter with her right hand.

She was pulling her right leg over the edge when she felt a searing pain run through it. Rachel grunted but kept pulling herself further along the roof. The burning pain started to get worse as she franticly slid her body along the roof. How did this happen? Her mind screamed at her. I need to get off this roof! Her survival instincts kicking in,the pain was almost unbearable Just have to get through this! Her mind kept telling her. This is nothing to what could have happened. She tried to take her mind off the throbbing.

The gunshots continued as she crawled. She made it back to the skylight and peered down inside. She saw people carting the drugs back outside. The only thing that kept her there was seeing that they would get away. Rachel's slid further up so she could see more clearly inside.

"Oh no you don't!" She muttered.

Her bag still hung at her side, she reached in rummaging through looking for her gun, her fingers closed around the cold plastic. She brought the splat gun crashing down onto the window breaking it. Her fingers were numb as they came down onto the window, she couldn't feel anything.

The breaking window caused enough of a distraction for her to start shooting. The vampires she had hit, tumbled to the ground, brining a mass panic to those who were still standing. They stood staring down before turning and running instead of trying to get a clear shot at her.

Her gun started making a clicking noise shit! She thought The one-day I don't bring spares. She dropped the gun back in her bag before ducking down out of view.

She crawled to the other side of the building looking for a ladder. She saw one on the far corner. She moved as quickly as possible down it, avoiding using her right leg. Need to get off this roof Rachel thought.

Her leg started throbbing as she climbed down. She was doing everything she could to keep her weight off of it, slowing her pace down the ladder immensely.

She reached the ground and quickly scrambled to the opposite building. The door across the alley looked promising. She tried the door, only to realize it was locked. She could hear the commotion around the corner; she looked around the alley hoping to see any kind of hiding place. Spotting a container just to her right, she stumbled toward it and ducked behind the large container hoping they would miss her.

The crunching of gravel caused her to tense up. she balled her hands into fists preparing for what was next.

Someone came into view; they turned their head toward her. Rachel pushed off the ground with her good leg, fists flying.

She felt a crunch as her hand smacked the person in the face as it connected with their nose. She stepped forward with her left leg bringing the right one toward the person's gut. She put as much force behind the kick as she could.

Her boot connected, but the pain that shot through her leg caused her to lose her balance and fall.

Rachel rolled on the ground, gritting her teeth. Glancing over to the side, she saw the other person laying on the ground curled into a ball. He was clutching his middle with one hand and the other was wrapped around his face. He was lying on the ground making what sounded like whimpering noises.

Her leg felt worse. The burning pain came back in full force she started to lose focus. Not now dammit. Get your head together!

She pushed up with her arms, feeling her knuckles pop back into place as she pushed against the ground. She stayed kneeling on the ground trying to muster enough strength to stand completely. After a few seconds, she stood shakily. She stumbled back towards the corner. She could still hear the sound of fighting coming from the other side.

Rachel peered around the edge, only making out four fast moving people. She wasn't sure what was going on and didn't want to get involved with them. She needed to find out what was in the boxes they were carrying. She slunk back around the corner hoping to see if there were any more crates in the van they had parked out front.

Rachel went back to the road where the van was parked looking around to see if anyone was in sight she limped toward the back of the van. The wind picked up whipping her loose strands of hair into her face; she brushed them away. When her fingers made contact with her face she felt something wet but warm being rubbed smeared on her forehead. Looking at her fingers, she saw scrapes on every finger, the blood slowly dripped from the open wounds. It must be from the frozen water. She thought dismissively.

She pulled the van door open to peer inside of an empty space. She heard a noise behind her; she spun around coming face to face with a vampire. He smiled right before bringing a large bat down on her head, she cried out as she crumpled to the ground in pain.

She lay there staring at the vamps boots, she tired keeping her eyes open, but the darkness was creeping in. Her eyelids grew heavy, right before she closed her eyes, she saw Ivy come sprinting around the corner.

Ivy kicked some vamp in the head, before she finally stopped moving. She pulled out her phone to call Kisten. Ivy hated having Kisten as her boss, but since she had declined the job she had to put up with it.

"Hey Ivy! How's it going with the witch?" He said. She could tell he was smirking.

"That's not why I called," She said flatly.

"It's not? I'm so shocked, I thought all our conversations would be about Rachel," He gasped in mock shock.

Ivy rolled her eyes at his dramatics. "No I'm calling to tell you we caught some of the transporters at a warehouse near the human sector."

"Okay, what address. I'll send some cars to pick them up. Oh and how was working with Rache? I do hope you treated her better this time then last time," He snickered.

"1874 Kraner Rd. Good, she didn't jump into the situation like last time. She even left me alone…" Ivy trailed off.

Ivy spun around, realizing she hadn't actually seen Rachel since she left her on the roof. There had been no sign of her nearby either.

"I'll talk to you later Kisten!" She hung up quickly.

Ivy ran around the side of the building. She kept jogging around looking for her. After not finding her, she started to go into a panic. She climbed up the side of the building, and she still wasn't there. Ivy began to panic. Where could Rachel have run off too? She asked herself.

She heard a cry of pain. Quickly running back around to the front, she saw someone run and jump into the van. She raced to it, grabbing the door handle before they could pull away.

Rachel felt the pounding in her head before registering anything else. There weren't any noises around her. The feeling of emptiness started to creep into her subconscious.

She willed her eyes open, but she was only met with darkness. Her whole body felt heavy, even opening her eyes was a struggle. She strained her eyes trying to make out anything, but only saw black shapes. The witch started to breathe heavily, as her mind raced with all kinds of awful images of what lay beyond the darkness.

Rachel rolled to her side, pushing herself up with her hands. Her arms were shaky, she was in pain, and her head was spinning. She knelt on the ground with her hands holding herself up, while she attempted to keep from falling back to the ground. She heard the echoing of water dripping somewhere, and eerie feeling crept in, this must be a large room, for it to be echoing right? She thought to herself.

Something rustled to the right of her. She whipped her head around; to stare intensely at the spot the sound came from. This time, the rustling was followed by a groan.

Sitting back onto her legs, she kept looking into the corner. The rustling had stopped, and the only noise she heard was breathing. Inching her way toward the noise she brought her hands in front of her to feel around. She tried to crawl but her right leg wasn't moving, it dragged as she crawled only using her left one.

Her hand touched something warm. She stopped moving, putting her hand further forward, when the warmth, grabbed her hand and tugged. She fell forward turning her head to the side at the last moment, she felt the cold cement grind against her cheek. Rachel's arm was twisted behind her back, and pushed up.

"Stop!" She cried out. Her head was starting to pound again, the grip loosened.

This time she was grabbed by the shoulders and pulled upwards into a tight hug. She heard erratic breathing beside her ear. The body holding onto her swayed a bit, before stabilizing again.

"Rachel!"

She felt the arms tighten around. It's Ivy her brain told her. The warm arms held her tightly, bringing a sense of security within them.

"What happened? How did they get you?" Rachel exclaimed. She quickly pushed Ivy away from herself. She ran her hands, down her arms trying to feel for any injuries she might have sustained after she disappeared. She didn't feel anything but that didn't make her feel any better about it. She growled in frustrations at not being able to see Ivy to make sure she was okay. She kept her hands on Ivy's arms, so she could keep an idea of where she was.

Ivy sighed in frustrating "They shot me with a goddamn tranquilizer!" She said, slurring her words a little.

Rachel's eyes widened "What!" She asked in shock. "Are you okay?" She asked becoming a little flustered.

Rachel could feel her head start to get light again; the hands holding onto Ivy's arms were the only things keeping her upright as she swayed slightly. Rachel lowered her head, her breathing coming as more of a pant then a breath, her hands falling away from Ivy.

"Rachel?" Ivy reached back up holding on to her shoulders. "What's going on?!" She asked with worry evident in her voice.

The witch just shook her head before raising it again. She peered into the dark where she knew Ivy to be. "Just a bit lightheaded I guess." She smiled, to show her she was okay, only then realizing that Ivy wouldn't see her. Rachel could feel the throbbing in her head, and the nauseas feeling that was bubbling up. Don't throw up Rachel! She berated herself; Ivy didn't need to know the extent of her injuries.

She felt a soft hand placed against her forehead, and the other holding her in place. Rachel wondered how Ivy found her forehead so easy no fumbling what so ever. Her face scrunched up in confusion.

"What are you thinking?" Ivy asked her.

"Hmm…just that it's too dark…" She said, not entirely paying attention to Ivy.

The hand fell away from her head. She heard Ivy shift. "Come on. Let's get you leaning against the wall," She said.

Rachel just nodded, feeling Ivy's long fingers wrap around her arm and lightly tug her upright.

Rachel stumbled when she stood. Having forgotten about her leg, she tried to place weight on it, but the extra pressure caused it to just give out. She felt her body fall, but was stopped when strong arms wrapped around holding her up.

And arm came around her waist holding on tightly. She was walked through the dark and then slowly lowered to the ground. She leaned backward, feeling the cold cement behind her.

She couldn't hear Ivy anymore and she hadn't sat down. She heard some scratching, "What's that?" She questioned bringing her head back from the wall.

"I'm trying to open the door," Ivy whispered.

Door! Rachel pushed off from the wall. She crawled toward where she believed Ivy's voice to be, but right before reaching it she heard a loud clunking noise. She froze, and then suddenly hands were placed around her, and pulled her back up.

A scraping noise, then light pierced through the darkness. Rachel snapped her eyes shut slowly trying to open them without having the stinging pain. She could make out a shadow of a man in the doorway.