Jeremy's and Monroe's heads both snap up when they hear the gunfire. Rachel asks what's going on and Strausser sends someone to find out. When he has his back turned, Rachel eyes a claw hammer and some pliers.
Charlie and Danny hide behind a cabinet and she returns fire. Three rounds and she's out of ammo. Outside, Aaron hears the gunfire and pulls out a bomb. Dude that was not the signal!
Charlie and Danny, unarmed, run right into a militia soldier, who's surely going to shoot them, until Miles impales him between the shoulder blades. Charlie is thrilled to see him, while Danny is all like, You're Uncle Miles? I would've expected that reaction if he'd seen, you know, Aaron. Miles looks exactly like the kind of guy who rescues you from a heavily fortified militia stronghold. Miles confirms and says they need to beat it, but Charlie tells him Rachel is there. And Miles does a fairly heroic job of pretending he didn't know Rachel was alive. (Well, he knew Monroe had her, anyway. It's certainly believable he thought Monroe would have killed her long ago.) All the while the four of them just stand around chatting and just waiting for the rest of the militia to show up and shoot them. Which one soldier tries to do. Miles tells Charlie to get Danny out of there.
Rachel's lab. Strausser says he's sure everything will be fine. She grabs the hammer and tries to club him in the head, but he deflects the blow and she drops her weapon. She falls and Strausser pins her to the floor, then pulls his great big knife. Rachel gasps that Monroe wants her alive and Strausser says he does too, as it's much more fun that way. Rachel caresses his face with one hand, distracting him, while reaching for her fallen hammer with the other and hits him one good blow across the temple. She grabs his knife and stabs him right around the diaphragm, saying, "That's for what you did to me, you sick son of a bitch." Strausser dies and that's when Miles shows up, as Rachel is still straddling a dead body with blood all over her face.
Rachel and Miles stare dumbly at each other, some combination of I-can't-believe-you're-alive and I-don't-know-if-I-can-trust-you with just a skosh of that-night-we-drank-all-that-tequila-and-fucked-like-bunnies-sure-was-fun-huh-good-thing-Ben-didn't-find-out. And then Rachel slaps Miles across the face. Damn, woman. Lay off the pretty. And of course, since they've been giving each other Meaningful Looks and not, you know, fleeing the genocidal dictator in the other room, Jeremy and his pals show up. Jeremy wryly observes, "Miles, you are like a bad penny, man" and then opens fire. Miles and Rachel finally start running.