First daughter

Chapter 1

Five.

The warm sun was shining brightly as she lay stomach down on the soft, lush grass beneath her. Her eyes were narrowed focused entirely on the small winged creature perched delicately on a flower just blossomed. She let a steady breath escape from between her lips and suddenly brought her hand down only to gasp with delight. She was careful to grip the net tightly and her brow creased with concentration as she deposited the beautiful butterfly into the bug catcher. Her lips stretched wide and she spun around on small legs, knees stained green before taking off towards her father. She slowed as she got closer and sighed when her wide eyes caught sight of the phone in his hand and the frown upon his face. Knowing it was a bad time she turned, dejected and began to trudge back through the grass,

"Awesome catch grasshopper" the small girl grinned looking up at the man who had spoken as she passed him,

"It's a butterfly" he grinned this time and crouched down to take in the bug that in all reality was a common moth,

"What's your name?" he met her childlike eyes through the concaved plastic which made it appear as if the moth was in fact perched on her nose,

"Mike" as she shook his hand like her father had taught her to do she didn't see the several men around them, all dressed the same way as her new friend was, frown disapprovingly,

"Do you want to see the worms I caught Mike?"

Six.

"And…all… the …..animals …..went….home….toget… -"

"Together" a deeper voice hinted kindly and she frowned focusing on the word,

"to….geth…er" he gestured a thumbs up towards her at the staccato syllables and she grinned triumphantly,

"Good reading grasshopper, you're getting even better" he remarked from where he stood just inside her door,

"Thanks Mike….sweet dreams" he smiled at the girl closing her door after returning the sentiment, little did she know that he would be trading sleep for wandering the halls of her house to ensure that no real life monsters, scarier than the ones he used to check under her bed and in her cupboard for, weren't attempting to break in.

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Seven.

"Abigail where are your shoes!"

"I don't want to go" she was happily colouring in, her name autographed on the bottom of the large sheet of paper with a backwards b but nonetheless,

"I know honey but this is an important night for your father you need to be there for support" she frowned at her mothers words,

"We went to one last night annnnnd another party the night before that one, they don't even have good party food Mum"

Fifteen minutes later her feet were itching inside her stupid new shiny pink shoes and all the ink had been washed from her small fingers, her masterpiece lying abandoned on her desk. She folded her arms across her chest as she sat on the uncomfortable couch and did her best to protest against the unavoidable party,

"Well that's not a happy party face now is it Abs?" she pointedly looked at the floor refusing to peer up at the man she knew belonged to the familiar voice,

"I don't want to go to a stupid party" she remained oblivious to the small smirk on his face at her stubborn features he'd seen too many times to count. The couch dipped beside her,

"Are you sure because I'm pretty certain that there's a man that you might want to see going" confused, and momentarily forgetting her dismay, she looked up towards him only to follow his gaze towards the grand tree that stood in the corner of the large sitting room that she had decorated herself. Her eyes widened,

"Santa!" Mike simply shrugged and raised his eyebrows, eyes sparkling with knowledge,

"And maybe we'll even be able to find some fairy bread somewhere" he whispered and she grinned widely as he tapped his nose, their secret spy signal,

"That's more like it, now why don't you go and see if your mum and dad are ready to go?" as she skipped away she missed the man murmur to one of the men that lined the walls of the room to contact the caterers and make sure there was the promised favourite party food.

Eight.

She stormed down the halls stomping towards the side of the house that she rarely ventured into. Three men followed her like usual but she paid little attention to them wrapped up firmly in her fury. Different faces turned towards the small girl who was obviously on a mission some in amusement, some in shock and some with curiosity. It was only when she reached the large room she came to an abrupt stop and raised her hand,

"Ah miss Abigail?" one of the men from behind her said but his words did little to stop her fist from hitting the glass several times until her father, sitting at the head of the table looked up in shock. Her father stood and the doors slid open with a whoosh allowing the girl to march in passing people she had no idea were of the upmost importance,

But to everyone's surprise she marched directly passed her father coming to a stop in front of another man who stood behind the large table. Her own fathers lips quirked up slightly when she placed her hands on hips, still fully clad in her spotty pyjamas, and looked up at the newest member of his own security detail,

"Good morning Abby" Mike said from where he stood amongst the presidents new security.

"They said you weren't looking after me anymore" her eyebrow arched in a way identical to her own mother and he knew without needing to ask that the young girl was referring to the new trio of men that she would've met outside her door that morning,

"Abby" he was saved from answering the girl who was all but tapping her foot in anticipation of his response by her father,

"Mike is going to be looking out for me and mum now Abs, he's very good at his job don't you think" hesitantly dragging her eyes away from his she peered at her father and nodded slowly,

"Well now that you're going to have a little brother or sister your mum needs some extra people looking out for her" Abby sighed loudly forcing her father to work to stop smiling at his troubled daughter who was only slightly placated by the thought of a little brother or sister,

"But Dad they're boooooring" she whispered loud enough for only the surrounding people to hear and fortunately not her new security who stood just outside the conference room.

"Abby!" her Mothers worried voice came from the door and within minutes she was led from the room only having time to leave an unhappy glare towards both her father and Mike. As her mother, whose stomach was slightly more rounded than normal, apologised to the group of people she missed the amused glance shared between her father and Mike.

When Abigail Rose Asher went missing three weeks later, three weeks of stubbornly sulking and refusing to talk to both her father and Mike whenever she was close by, the entire white house went into lockdown.

"Sir" Mike said causing the distressed president to turn towards him thirty minutes after she'd gone missing, and ten minutes after it had been reported. The two men shared a glance and Ben sighed,

"Go find her Mike, please" the man nodded before moving away from the group and down the hall to check the first most likely hiding spot Abby had hidden in. Seventeen minutes later he'd found her, alerted the president, and slid down the wall beside the girl who was hidden in the wall of the Lincoln bedroom.

"Hey grasshopper, you've got the place pretty worried you know" he nudged her and she curled into herself her eyes narrowing,

"Are you still not talking to me?" he asked a moment later when all he received was silence,

"Come on Abs, it's not that bad, we can still hang out" she glared at him this time and he chuckled at the ferocity. He let them sit in silence for several minutes before trying again,

"How'd you escape your security then?" he asked and her eyes sparkled and before she was even aware her mouth had opened the words had flown out,

"Second hallway, fourth staircase, hid in the store cupboard on the fourth floor, then went backwards and the long way around to here" he grinned,

"Clever girl"

"You still found me" she said with a little fire,

"I'll always find you Abs"

Seventeen.

The door opened, she could've sworn she'd heard it, and she pushed the small boy further behind her. The small gun was gripped in her hands, they were shaking too much. Point and shoot that was it. Point and shoot. How had they found them, had they found them? Was she hearing things? She could hear her heartbeat, and the blood rushing through her head, her brothers shallow breathing, was she breathing?

Blood, there was blood everywhere. On her hands, in her hair, staining her shirt, everywhere, she could smell it, taste it. Foot steps. Her heart stopped, her lungs screamed for air as she only gripped the gun tighter her eyes wider than they'd ever been. Point and shoot.

It happened too fast, everything was too fast. It was too silent, then someone had rounded the corner, the gun had been removed from her fingers and Connor had pushed at her back. No.

She pushed him backwards, her red stained hands meeting resistance as she tried,

"Mike….Mike!" the boy had skirted around her and thrown himself into the arms of the man forcing her to blink several times, shake her head and swallow the lump in her throat. Her legs seemed to give out beneath her and she backed into the wall sliding down it,

"Hey..hey are you okay, are you alright?" she watched Mike, the man she hadn't seen in over a year, address her brother who nodded dried tears on his little face. He raised a finger and placed it over his lips and Connor nodded as she felt herself hold her breath once more, not wanting to make a sound. He let go of the young boy who sat on the small step and reached for her,

"Abs" his face darkened with worry as he took in the blood that coated most of her,

"You're hurt?" he asked seriously but she shook her head, feeling more scared than she'd been in her life ever, and yet more relieved than she could ever remember being. His hands lay on either side of her face so he could meet her eyes,

"It's not mine" she whispered her voice hollow and his eyes softened before he planted a kiss on her forehead and leaned back,

"I see this is still your favourite hiding spot" she wasn't sure who he was addressing but Connor nodded. She watched from where she was as he pulled out a phone from his pocket and held up two fingers,

"Two seconds" he pressed the button and whispered I've got sparkplug, and grasshopper her rapid heart slowed at the old name she hadn't heard him say in years, maybe they really would survive this?

I'm bringing them out

He looked back up at them both,

"What about our Dad?" Connor asked and Mike looked at him,

"Your Dad's going to be fine, okay. Nothing bad is going to happen, we're going to get him out of here too" Mike whispered with so much conviction that she felt herself believing the words as well. Connor nodded and then turned to her and she forced herself to smile nodding at her little brother. It was then that she caught Mike tense and gestured for them to be silent once more before arching his head to his right and pocketing the phone once more and pulling out another gun much smaller than the one that hung around his neck. Several moments later he pulled Connor up to stand just in front of him and then offered her his hand, helping her up before pulling her closer to them. He looked at the two of them before pointing a finger towards the door on the other side of the hidden hallway and she understood it to be where they were going. 1…2….

The first gun went off and it felt like it pierced her heart, she was wrenched forward by a large hand on her back and ran alongside Connor and Mike towards the door. The noise shattered her eardrums and she pushed her brother through before her as they all fell to the ground.

"You okay?" she gasped to her brother who nodded,

"You two okay?" Mike asked, his gun still trained on the door and she nodded as Connor replied,

"Okay let's get out of here then"

They were crowded at the door on the opposite side of the room, Connors hand held firmly in her own while Mike peered out the door,

"You guys know where the basement in this wing is" they both nodded silently,

"Okay we're going to sneak down there okay" she nodded once more and they moved forward as he did. He ushered the two of them out the door, his eyes skirting up and down the hall while she and Connor moved down it. Soon enough they were at another door that Mike opened soundlessly and they pushed in. They moved down the stairs, the agent training his gun on every corner until he knew it was empty while they escaped to the other side.

"Okay kids, eyes sharp, I need you to watch my six okay" Mike said and they both spun around, Connor slightly behind her. Abigail felt a sharp pain in her side and flinched slightly, gritting her teeth,

"Damn it" she heard Mike curse from behind them and turned to see him surveying the destroyed ladder that ran up beside a pipe, that she knew came out in the grounds of the white house. She followed his gaze to air vent and began nodding even before he looked back towards them. When he did he caught her eyes,

"Connor can fit" she murmured and he nodded peering into the vent before raising a hand to his ear,

Jacobs..okay I have sparkplug he's coming out in a ventilation shaft in the north west corner ground floor, have a green party waiting. The fire escapes been destroyed I'll find another way to send grasshopper through

It was at that moment, both hearing his words, that Connor looked up at her eyes wide but she shook her head silencing his words. It was obvious Mike got the answer he was looking for as he pulled the cover off the vent.

"Abby has to come with us Mike" Connor said causing the agent to look back at him,

"Abs and I are going to go get your Dad, alright" he said as he discarded the cover and crouched down before Connor,

"Now you can do this, you remember the chimney climb I taught you on the garden wall" Mike asked and she smiled, blinking furiously to stop her eyes watering,

"He's a pro at it now" she commented and Connor nodded while Mike smiled,

"Well that's all it is okay, one foot against the front wall one foot against the back, all the way to the top" he said encouragingly and Connor nodded looking at the vent before looking back at them. Abby resisted the urge to wrap her arms around her brother, he was fine, he was going to be fine, he didn't need to know how petrified she was.

"Mike I'm scared"

"Me too" Mike said raising a hand and pinching Connor's cheek affectionately,

"But you're going to get through it and when you get out you can tell the guys everything that's happening okay, that way we can get your Dad out quicker" he fished in his pocket for something and she swiped a tear and cursed it as she saw the badge he presented Connor,

"You're one of us now" she grinned at him when he looked up at her after Mike clipped it to his waistband,

"You have to look after my sister" Mike nodded,

"I will, we're all going to be fine, I promise. Now we're counting on you kiddo let's go" Connor wrapped his arms around her waist and she responded gripping her brother tightly before pushing him backwards,

"You can do this Con I know you can and I'll be out with Dad and Mike soon ok" Connor nodded up at her and then Mike hoisted him upwards and into the vent,

"There you go now push on up okay"

"Go Connor" Abby said standing next to Mike so she could see in the vent,

"We'll see you on the other side" Mike said and Connor nodded at them both. She watched as her brother climbed and felt another tear roll down her face as she pulled back so he wouldn't see. Sparkplug is on his way up. It was then that there were voices from behind them, from the hall, and she felt like wanted to vomit all over again. Mike grabbed her waist and pulled her to the other side of him,

"Connor hold on for a minute" he pushed her towards the wall and pulled them behind some of the boxes there that would conceal them from the doorway. She swallowed the rock in her throat and held her breath waiting, praying, begging the noise to fade. Mike caught her eyes for a second and squeezed her hand as she closed her eyes for a moment and nodded at him that she was okay. She looked at the vent, her heart thundering, they would know. It was too obvious. The cover still lay on the ground. They would know where Connor was, she began to panic obviously sensed by the man in front of her who turned slightly and shook his head, placing a finger over his mouth. He nodded knowingly and she let herself lean back, body on fire, but knowing he wouldn't let anyone hurt Connor.

There was a creak on the stairs and her stomach lurched her fingernails gripping the stone wall behind her. Footsteps. One two three four five…..coming closer, closer to them, closer to the vent. From behind Mike she saw a man, a gun strapped to his chest as he marched towards the vent. He spoke only three words before Mike lunged forwards his arm wrapping around the mans neck pulling him backwards away from the vent, away from Connor. She was frozen, stuck to the stone, her feet nailed to the ground. They struggled, Mike dragging the smaller man backwards. The sound of choking filled her ears and she watched wide eyed. The mans hand tried to reach him, but he couldn't, couldn't shake him off. She'd seen these men fight, the one Mike held in his grip. They'd killed her security, killed the women and men in the kitchens, killed Connors security, killed all the bodies lying dead on the ground.

Then there was a horrible crack and she gasped. Her legs did give out then and she sunk to the ground as they did. Silence.

The lifeless man was dropped to the ground and Mike stuck his head back into the vent,

"false alarm, go" he's coming up Jacobs

Mike stood near the crates for a moment, eyes and gun trained on the door. A moment later she could've sworn she'd heard the squeaking of a grate. She couldn't' take her eyes off the man though, his eyes seemed to be staring at her, piercing her.

She heard Mike sigh in relief and then he was in front of her.

"Abby….Abs look at me" his hands were on her face again, forcing her to look at him and she blinked.

"Abby focus…Abs they've got Connor he's okay, he's out, he's fine alright" she nodded dazed,

"Abby focus, hey focus, take a breath" she sucked in air at his words not realising she'd been holding her breath once again. Her eyes moved back down to look at the man, dead on the floor, had Mike cracked his neck? She could hear the sound, she would never forget the sound. She shook her head Connor was safe. It was all that mattered. Safe. He blocked her view and she looked back up at him,

"You and I can deal with everything else when we get out of here" he said crouching down until he was at eye level with her,

"You need to focus Abs, if we're going to get out of here alive I need you to stay with me" she nodded as he wiped the blood from her face and she tried not to remember whose it was. It was only as he pulled her from the floor and she gasped slightly he turned back to her. Without asking his eyes found her side and he tugged up the torn material to see the piece of glass in her side.

"Abs"

"I….I didn't…..it all happened so fast…Connor.. and they were shooting and I…-"

"It's alright kid you did great, Abs you've done good" she sucked in a deep breath as he pulled it out, gripping his shoulder tightly,

"Still as tough as you were when you fell from the wall when I taught you the chimney climb huh?" she smiled at his words as he tied a piece of material, from god knows where, tight around her stomach,

"I'm glad you found us Mike, thank you for coming back" she whispered and he looked up at her,

"I told you I'd always find you didn't I"

Saw this movie last night, loved it, wrote this :) hope you like, please review if you think i should keep going (don't know if there's really an audience for this)

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