The Right If Not The Responsibility
A/N: Disclaimer- Brooklyn Nine-Nine belongs to Fox, Dan Goor and Michael Schur. This story is meant simply for entertainment purposes. I would also like to apologise for any spelling, grammar or word misuse errors that occur in this story, I have mild dyslexia, and as such despite my best efforts, a few errors may have slipped through my proof reading.
Okay, so this is my first Brooklyn Nine-Nine fanfiction, as such I'm not sure how it will turn out but I hope you enjoy reading it. Now before we begin I would like to apologise if this story includes any errors in Police Duties or Physics, I tried to make it as accurate as possible, but I had to include a few things simply for the story to work. As such I hope I don't ask you to suspend your disbelief to much.
I would also like to confirm I every intent to finish my other Story "Numbers 13-33" its just I've been through a terrible case of writers block towards it for the last few months. Where as this was just something that came to me yesterday, and had to be written down before I forgot it.
Chapter One: Just A Ordinary Day
The Nine-Nine was its usual buzz, Gina was unblinkingly staring at her phone. Scully and Hitchcock had been staring off into space nonstop for the last forty five minutes, there was a bet going around that they had somehow managed to train themselves to sleep with their eyes open but so far the pot wasn't large enough for anyone to test it. Terry was quietly going over the paper work he didn't look up from his desk, and yet despite this something was wrong.
Jake knew it, Amy knew it. Terry knew it; Rosa knew it but wasn't interested in it. Boyle probably hadn't noticed it, but he had noticed that the others had. What it was no one knew, but one thing was certain, Holt did. He kept getting up from his desk and walking over to his window, four times in the last hour. He refused to let anyone in and spoke to no one. He just kept going over the same file over paper work, over and over again.
As such when he called a briefing, everyone was a buzz with theories of what was going on. What could have knocked the captain off his game?
"I bet it's a mob bust," Jake said, "we're being called in to help with a with mob bust. This is going to be awesome."
"It's not going to be a mob bust; the captain wouldn't react so much to a mob bust. Its going to be a departmental issue, most likely the budget's been cut or something." Amy replied.
"Holt can handle budget cuts," Jake replied, "He's annoyed cause of all the paper work he's going to have to fill in after we finish the bust."
"Who could get annoyed at having extra paperwork?"
Jake just stared. "How are we still together?"
"Okay people settle down," Holt said as he walked into the room. The murmur died down, everyone watched with baited breath. "Now I'm afraid with have an unorthodox and frankly quite unusual assignment."
He paused and then cleared his throat; several members of the squad leaned forwards. Jake and Amy crossed their fingers.
"We've been called into provide extra security to a scientific experiment that is occurring tomorrow at 9:00 AM."
A combination between a murmur and a groan erupted from the 99, "a science experiment?" Amy said, her eyes were wide and her smile looked almost painful. The rest of the 99 just started at each other in confusion. They were detectives, why were they being called to provide security? And for a Science experiment?
"Professor Hirsch, the senior particle physicist of the University of New York, College of Science and Art is holding an experiment at the Universities outer practical lab tomorrow to test out his theory. Now I understand this is extremely last minute, but I am sure your all be happy to assist in what could be a monumental advancement in human understanding." He said the last part as if even he didn't believe it.
"Sir, with respect, why are we providing security?" Terry asked.
"Over the past six months Professor Hirsch has received multiple threats from several groups who don't want him to carry out his experiments."
"Sir, quacks throw out threats all the time, especially at things that could be important scientific advancements. When they started the large Hadron Collider multiple know it all's warned it would end the universe."
"The universe is ending?" Scully gasped. He grabbed a sandwich out of his pocket, and tried to stuff the whole thing down his throat.
"Hey, that means I won't have to pay off my debts. Loophole!" Hitchcock cheered.
"No, the universe isn't ending." Terry snapped back, "It was just a bunch of paranoid twits complaining about matters they didn't understand."
"Yes," Holt replied, "But several of these 'paranoid twits' as you so eloquently put it have proven willing to stop the experiment by any means necessary."
"Any means necessary?" Terry asked.
Holt nodded, "Last month security caught several men trying to sabotage the equipment. Two weeks ago another sabotage attempt resulted in two guards being shot, one died of his injuries and the other is still recovering; and yesterday another man was caught trying to smuggle a homemade bomb into the laboratory where the experiment is to be held. After these, and other attempts security was risen each time, yet the saboteurs still managed to get in."
Jake sat up, "bomb? You mean we're going after terrorists!"
"Terrorists is yet unconfirmed. But the fact is whoever this group is they are determined to stop the experiment from taking place, and they have proven willing to resort to killing people to achieve their goal. Now the bomber is presently in custody, but so far he's refused to say anything about his organisation, so unfortunately we are going into this situation mostly blind."
"If it's so serious why not call off or move the experiment?" Amy asked.
"It was suggested, but apparently it's simply too late to do so. Everything is set up, and despite the sabotage attempts the experiment is ready to occur. It has been deemed safer to simply get it done and over with rather than postpone, and risk them having time to plan more attacks. Now multiple important people will be observing this experiment, including Senator Jackson. This of course complicates the matter further. What is going to happen tomorrow is the sum of forty years of Professor Hirsch's career and a project that has costed the university millions."
A murmur went through the rest of the 99. Rosa eyes focused upon the board. Jake was still caught up in his fantasies of foiling terrorists. Terry uncomfortably stepped closer to Holt. However Holt wasn't finished.
"Now I understand that this is not are normal cup of tea, but due to number of important figures involved with this project and the fact this group have already caused one death means this matter is being treated with the absolute top level priority. I've received personal orders from Commissioner Griffin himself, to provide every available officer for this assignment. Now this is all merely a precaution but there is a chance something could occur. Now the university has its own guards patrolling the building. Likewise the 97 and 87 will also be on the scene. Are duty is to ensure that nothing happens tomorrow, and everyone is safe. Once the experiment is over, we then have to investigate and track down this group, but for the moment are only focus is to guard. Now I do not need to stress to you how important this mission is. Nor do I need to remind you all how dangerous this could be."
"Now the address and time is on the board, and I expect everyone to be their. So if their are no questions, squad dismissed."
Holt hadn't been kidding, virtually the entire 99, 97 and 86 turned up at the laboratory at 7:00 Am the next morning. Beat cops, detectives, even the local swat team was posted in the area. Officers were to be positioned all over the building. Every entrance required at least two men to guard it; every person was to be checked then double checked. The entire building had to be more secure than Fort Nox. It was a funny shaped building really, from the outside it looked half like a aircraft hanger, half like an office building.
Honestly, Jake couldn't understand why security needed to be this tight, or what all the fuss was over. Really something about this felt wrong. Science experiments didn't require this level of security. Not unless they were something important to country, like classified military experiments but if that was the case then it would have actual soldiers guarding them, not police officers. What was Professor Hirsch up to? Why would any group become so obsessed with stopping him performing his experiments? And why had it attracted so many big names?
"I can't believe we're here." Rosa grumbled, "I'm a detective not a security guard. I didn't sign up to guard nerds and their toys."
"Don't they have actual task forces to deal with possible terrorist attacks?" Boyle asked, he looked around the car park, his eyes quickly darting over every vehicle, even his own car.
"Relax buddy, we're not facing real terrorists. It's just a bunch of worked up nerds arguing with a more successful nerd. There are over two hundred cops here to patrol this place no one is getting in." Jake replied. He wasn't sure how much he believed what he was saying, but it did sound logical.
"Yeah, he's right. This is basically a glorified day off, and best of all we even get to see Professor Hirsch's work." Amy chimed in.
"You know him?" Rosa asked.
"Never heard of him before yesterday. But anything that requires this kind of security must be ground breaking. This could be like getting to watch Rutherford split the atom in Manchester University."
The others rolled their eyes. "Good luck with that," Rosa snarked, "we're here to guard the building remember. Not watch the experiment."
Amy gave her what could be described as a failed glare to pout face.
"The point is, I'm sure nothing will happen we just have to keep are guard up." Jake carried on, "Isn't that right Sarge?"
Terry hadn't said anything up to now, but he immediately began agreeing, "yeah, yeah I'm sure Jake's right. We'll all be safe, no terrorist bombings what so ever today." He immediately went back to silence; His eyes constantly shooting throughout the crowd.
The units began to unify themselves in the car park. The 99 grouped together in front of the main entrance. Soon enough Captain Holt emerged out of the building. He didn't look happy; Jake was about to speak when suddenly behind him emerged smug smiling face of the Vulture. "So you ding dongs made it then?" For around the thousandth time Jake felt the urge going through him to punch that smug smile off the Vultures face. What the heck was he doing here?
Leering forward the Vulture chuckled, "Diaz, lovely as ever. Santiago, don't worry they can fix that with surgery, I mean probably." Jake felt his fist clench. The Vulture was lucky to outrank her, if anyone else who dared leer at Rosa like that, she would have gouged their eyes out .
Holt stepped forward, "Captain Pembroke if you don't mind, I would like brief my precinct."
"Go ahead," The Vulture casually leaned against the building's wall; taking an apple from his pocked he began to loudly eat it.
Holt turned to the 99, "Now we've been assigned the secure the inside of the building, particularly around the main laboratory where the experiment will be taking place. Peralta, Diaz, Boyle you will be monitoring the security feeds. Jeffords's and Santiago you're with me in the observation booth. The rest of you will be assigned partners and shifts. Now I want every room, ever corridor and every ventilation shaft searched. Then I want it to be searched again. If anyone gets into the building, who doesn't belong I want them found. If there is anything out the ordinary I want it radioed in. Scully, Hitchcock…"
He paused, "You two go get yourselves breakfast, then go home."
"Win," the pair tried to do a fist bump, but ended up punching the other in the stomach.
Turning Holt stormed off, "Is it just me, or is Holt in bad mood?" Jake asked?
"Probably just the stress," Amy replied.
"Santiago, Jeffords I said you're with me." Holt shouted.
"See you later." Amy yelled running off. Terry followed.
Now he was gone the Vulture stepped forward. "Alright listen up, now I'm the one who was first assigned to this, that swat team is mine. Now I may be forced to these guard eggheads but that's all I'm going to do. Frankly forget everything Holt just said, I don't want to be disturbed. If you see anything, deal with it. Unless the building it's about to explode don't bother me" With that he headed off.
Over the next hour everyone prepared for to guard the building, squads were assigned, for this matter everyone was issued at bullet proof jacket, and a radio. The cameras were checked, and then double checked. While the 97 and half the 86 set up to make sure no one could get in, the 99, the other half of the 86 and the universities security began their search of the building.
By the time they finished briefing, the observation Booth was already filling. Scientists, Military personal, the head of the university and several other figures were pouring in. Senator Jackson hadn't arrived yet. Holt however stopped half way down the corridor and opened a side door; inside was a table, a chair and a radio system. He turned to Amy, "Now Santiago, I, the other senior staff, and several officers will be spending this matter inside the observation booth, just in case someone tries to turn this into an assassination attempt. Apparently radio waves could interfere with the equipment used in the experiment, as such no one, including myself can carry any communication device while inside. As such I need you Santiago to relay any message or distress to me the moment it occurs. Do you understand me? The very moment it occurs."
"I won't let you down, Sir."
"Jeffords, you will join me inside." The pair placed their phones in the basket and entered the room.
Sitting down in her chair, Amy felt deflated. Though a part of her was happy that Captain Holt entrusted this great responsibility onto her, she had honestly hoped she would get to witness the experiment. Admittedly she had done some research the previous night into Professor Alexander Hirsch and his work. Her knowledge of physics wasn't good enough to be quiet sure exactly what he did, but she had found out that he recently published a string of controversial papers, each on the subject of particle physics.
In particular he had apparently been questioning the accepted model of the four fundamental interactions or forces.
Terry had to admit the observation booth was pretty nice. It was a bit like a cinema or a theatre. There were four rows of seats, each one of a level above the other, with a slopped floor to either side to allow each access. It was set around ten foot in the air, looking out over what was basically a huge warehouse. A huge particle accelerator was stretched out across the grounds, it had multiple pipes and devices attached to it on each side. It must have been over a mile long.
Multiple gigantic computers were attached to it, and as Terry watched a variety of technicians and engineers were constantly working on it. Meanwhile several scientists in their white coats were fiddling with the controls and examining the read outs. Terry didn't understand the mechanics enough to know which part did what, but he had read enough science magazines that talked about particle accelerators to get a gist of what was about to happen.
Really he knew he should be happy, this had to be a big experiment. He could potentially get a chance to watch something that would change mankind's understanding of particle physics, and while their obviously wouldn't be any practical effects of it for quite some time, it would still be a story for his grandchildren.
But the problem was that. Terry couldn't get his mind off his children, or off for that matter Sharon. He was over his fears of dying on the job; well he had them in control, but dealing with a potential terrorist plot just felt a bit wrong. Pausing he told himself how silly he was sounding, for one thing these weren't even terrorists, they were saboteurs.
Trying to get his thoughts focused, Terry instead focused upon Holt. Jake had been right, something had set the captain in a bad mood, but what Terry had no idea.
"So you've finally arrived, Raymond?"
Holt clenched his fist, and Terry got his answer. Slipping out of the row can the same calculated smile, and deep icy brown eyes of Bauer Chief Madeline Wunch.
"Hello Wunch, taking Cerberus for a walk I assume." Holt said through gritted teeth.
Wunch chuckled, "Not bad Raymond, I always did like dogs." Her face turned serious, "Now to be honest, I'm quite interested in seeing this experiment take place, and as I've been signed to babysit this little matter I don't want anything to interrupt it. Are we clear Raymond?"
"Of course," Holt replied. Nodding Wunch headed off to her seat.
"What is Wunch doing here?" Terry asked.
"Deputy Commissioner Podolski himself specifically assigned her to personally watch over this assignment, and Wunch like the vulture she is decided to personally attend the experiment."
Terry nodded; he went back to the officers. As he was here purely for security, he didn't get a seat. Terry checked his watch 8:15, it was less than an hour now before the experiment started.
The security room was just as Jake had expected cramped, outdated and miserable. Complete with grey walls and a steady hum of the machines barely working. Sighing he stared over the monitors, the University really didn't really have the best surveillance system. All the cameras worked, but despite the size of the building they only had fourteen screens, he had taken the seven closest to him, which also included the main laboratory where the weird machinery was and the engineers kept running around it. Part of Jake hoped the machine would open a space portal or something cool like that, but really he didn't feel that lucky at the moment. Rosa sat beside him watching the other half of the screens.
Charles meanwhile was manning the radio board in the corner, monitoring every communication and radio report that came in. He was munching away at some sort of snack food he had brought himself that honestly smelt like honey and beef; no one else wanted any. Gasping Jake, mopped his brow it was starting to get hot in here, and there was virtually no air flow in the room.
"This is stupid," Rosa grumbled. Looking down she stared at the clock 8:35, still a whole 25 minutes till the experiment started. "Taking two hundred officers off the streets just to guard an experiment that would only last for at best half an hour? I can't be the only one who feels this doesn't make sense."
"I know," Jake replied. "I mean I can understand them wanting police presence, especially considering the lengths the saboteurs a willing to resort to, but why so many? And why can't they postpone this experiment until the group is caught? I mean we already have one member in custody, it's only a matter of time till they tell us all about the others."
Rosa sighed, "Too many pieces don't fit, if this was a crime I would suspect that someone was tampering with the evidence."
"Um guys, you might want to hear this." Charles said. He unplugged his headphones, "...I repeat this officer Kent, I'm with officer Harvey. We've found an unregistered person hiding in a storage closet, second floor west side, near room 208. Suspect is female, around five six, mid-thirties with medium length brown hair…"
"Hey let me go, and give me back my phone, I was tweeting my followers need me." A familiar voice interrupted. Jake, Boyle and Rosa all exchange glances.
"…As I was saying, we're taking her in now." Officer Kent continued.
Jake grabbed the radio, "Officer Kent, this Detective Peralta, stay where you are I'm coming to you." Jake ran out of the room, leaving an annoyed Rosa and a worried Charles sitting there.
"Please don't be her, please don't be her," Jake muttered under his breath as he turned the corner. But of course standing their restrained by the capable arms of Officer Harvey and a pair of handcuffs, was Gina. As he approached offficer Kent stepped forward.
"We found her in the back of the supply closet, she won't tell us her name or why she is here. We've checked and she is unarmed."
Jake nodded, "okay thank you I'll take it from here. You two carry on searching, and see if there are any more." Harvey and Kent looked at each other, Jake could recognise that look in their eye. They were worried he would try and steal the credit for this. Sighing, Jake knew what he had to do, he took out his radio, then clicked it to the right frequency.
"This is detective Peralta to detective Santiago, do you read me Santiago?"
There was a short buzz, before he heard Amy's soft and syrupy voice reply "Yes Jake, what is the matter?"
"I want you bring a message to Captain Holt. Officer's Harvey and Kent have found an unregistered crazy woman, in her mid-thirties, with brown hair who wouldn't get off her phone without being restrained. I'm bringing her in now." Silent Jake prayed Amy would make the connection.
There was a pause, and Amy replied, "Okay, I'll pass the message on." Jake breathed a sigh of relief; Amy would never be so casual if had been a real message. Jake momentarily wondered why he was concerned a great detective like Amy wouldn't pick up his clues.
This seemed to satisfy Harvey and Kent, handing Jake the keys and her phone they wandered off down the corridor. Jake waited till they were out of earshot before turning to Gina.
"What are you doing here?" he snapped.
"I wanted to see what all the hullabaloo was," Gina replied, "got to say, so far I'm disappointed. Now get me out of these."
Fumbling with the keys, Jake quickly unlocked Gina. Immediately she snatched the phone back. "Come on." Jake groaned.
Together the two headed back towards the security room. "Wait!" Jake suddenly said, "How did you get in here?"
"I turned up before everyone else arrived, and snuck in, duh." Gina replied.
Jake grabbed his cell from his pocket, and quickly hit Boyle's name on his list. The phone began to ring.
"Yes Jake?" Charles replied.
"Boyle, I want you to wait fifteen minutes, then broadcast to everyone that it was a false alarm. Say it was something like a student who snuck into watch the experiment and has now been escorted from the building or something."
"Got it," Jake hung up,
"Slow down, you're making it difficult to walk and tweet." Gina grumbled.
"No, we've got to get back before someone else spots you."
"What's the big deal?"
"The big deal is that this is a restricted area. There is a chance of an attack by a group who's already killed a person. We could be facing a potential bomb plot, and while that would normally be potentially cool, right now it's very bad. Your a civilian, if Holt finds out about you being here, he'll fire you or something."
"He'd never fire me, without me the Nine-Nine would have collapsed years ago."
Jake didn't reply, he just grabbed Gina by the wrist, and pulled her down the corridor behind him.
"Hey, I'm coming no need to get so handsy."
Jake didn't reply, and he didn't let go. He was midway before turning the corridor when he stopped dead. Two other cops were approaching from the opposite direction. They weren't members of the Nine-Nine and didn't know Gina. But Jake wasn't willing to risk them questioning who she was. His eyes moving frantically Jake spied another closet.
"Quick, hide in here." Jake whispered.
"I just got out of a closet; I still haven't gotten to see the experiment yet." Gina whined.
"Gina, please."
"Fine," with a grumble Gina pulled open the door. A dead body fell out.
Gina screamed.
"Oh my God!" Jake yelled.
Having an aisle seat Wunch was in the perfect position to watch Raymond. But even that got dull after a while. She leaned back in her seat, and instead began watching the particle accelerator in front of her. Normally getting to watch an experiment like this would have been more than enough to keep her interest. She was no physics expert, but prided herself on being a student of all schools of knowledge. However try as she might, the gnawing sensation of Raymond smirking kept getting to her.
How exactly he had pulled it off, Wunch still wasn't sure. But he had gotten a direct decision from the Chief of Detectives himself that he was to be reinstated in the Nine-Nine, and there was nothing she could do about it. Now any fool could guess Raymond must have caught the Oolong Slayer, and made a deal with Chief, but how had he managed to pull it off? Right under her nose to.
Groaning she silently cursed Deputy Commissioner Podolski, why had that idiot forced her to assign this? She of course had to attend or if anything went wrong it would reflect negatively on her. But Raymond also had to be here. Part of her wished something would go wrong, just so she could blame Raymond for it.
Sighing Wunch looked around for some other distraction. Senator Jackson had finally arrived, his private security detail practically smothering him. She doubted that idiot even had the vaguest idea what was going to happen, all these smiling politicians and go hung military personal they didn't care about the experiment. They were just here to see if anything could further their own agenda's. The second it was over they would vanish into thin air.
'Just grin and bear it,' she told herself, 'it will be over soon.'
Terry paused as he looked down at the picture of himself holding Ava, while Sharon held Cagney and Lacey''s hands. It had been taken on their vacation together last month. He had fallen in love with that picture so much that he put it in his wallet, the day after it was taken. Gently he reached down and stroked Sharron's face with his finger.
One of the officers tapped him on the shoulder. "Um Sarge," he whispered, "I think we're starting."
Terry quickly put his wallet away, and turned to face the front. The technicians and Engineers were clearing away, and a middle aged man, with greying hair stepped forward onto a podium. He was dressed in a slightly old fashioned suit, complete with a light waist coat and a dark blue tie.
"Ladies and gentleman if I can please have your attention." The mumbling of conversations died down. "Now I am Professor Alexander Ulick Hirsch, and today we will hopefully get to see the fruits of forty years of my labours. But first before we begin, now science is defined as the study of the systematic study of physical and natural world by observation and experiment."
"Indeed all science relies upon devising theories based upon the available evidence and then testing to see if the theory holds up. If it does it is accepted as fact, until someone manages to prove otherwise, if it doesn't then it is to be discarded. Science cannot progress without changes in the way we think. For a long time everyone assumed that the atom was the smallest possible form of existence, just as John Dalton felt he had proven. Then J.J. Thompson discovered the electron showing that smaller particles did exist, and thus the Plumb pudding Model of the atom became accepted."
"But as we all know, it wasn't long after that Rutherford proved that Thompson was wrong, and so on we progressed from Rutherford's model to Bohr's model and thus onto are current model of the atom. All this time the idea of the most simple concept, the very building blocks of everything physical in the universe was constantly changing based upon the evidence that was available."
Professor Hirsch paused, "Now today I plan to provide some new evidence. Even ignoring the atoms, we all know that the universe is held together by forces. For a long time the only force that all of mankind could agree upon was Gravity. They did not know what it was, but they knew it had to exist. Then we discovered the existence of electromagnetism, yet despite the many great experiments of Faraday and others like him, no one could find a way to link these two fundamental forces. As are studies progressed we discovered the two nuclear forces, Strong and Weak, thus explaining much of atom, and again are model was changed. The four fundamental interactions or forces if you prefer together, finally giving us what we all wanted a complete model."
The professor paused for a second time, "or so we thought. But as before problems have emerged in this theory, we have found areas that just don't fit. Dark Matter, Dark flow, charge parity violations etc. While others carry on trying to find the existence of quantum gravity or unifications between electroweak forces I instead turn my attention elsewhere."
"It is very true; there certainly are new theories out there, String Theory, Loop Quantum Gravity etc. But I am more interested in the fifth fundamental force. After all, we spent a hundred years believing there to only be two? Why should their not be a fifth one, today I intend to prove the existence of this fifth force, the one that by Ratra and Peebles christened quintessence. This particular particle accelerator has been modified with experimental plasma capabilities, following the research of the Chinese physicist Doctor Guo Min, allowing it achieve feats that no other can presently do. There is already a discussion about upgrading the Large Hadron Collider to incorporate his technology. But I can happily say for the moment this is the only Particle accelerator of its kind in the world."
Professor Hirsch paused and took a quick sip of water. "Using it we intend to see if we can set up the conditions that will allow us to test for the existence of Quintessence. Now if you are ready we will begin."
With that, he signalled to his colleague, and in a moment the particle accelerator began to hum. As it did, there was a tap on Captain Holt's shoulder. Turning he saw Amy standing there, without a word he got to his feet and followed her out of the observation booth.
Jake and Rosa crouched over the body, Officer Allen, and Officer King stood the side. Gina stood in the corner just staring at the wall, refusing to give the body another look.
The victim was a man, probably mid-thirties, average height and build. He had been stabbed in the neck and stripped down to his underwear.
"Okay," Jake said, he picked up his radio, "Boyle I want everyone alerted that there is someone in the building, and their armed and dangerous. When you've done that as we don't have a feed of this corridor, try and check with the guards to see when the last patrol check this corridor that will give us some idea of when he died."
"Allen and King, you go and see if you can find whose missing, it will allow us to identify the body. Myself and Detective Diaz will wait here until Captain Holt arrives." The officers nodded and ran off.
Rosa looked at Jake, "what you thinking? They caught someone so they killed them to silence them? Or was this a robbery and they're now using their clothes for infiltration."
"Perhaps," Jake replied, "Really it depends on who they were. I mean why else would you take a dead person's clothes, unless you intend to wear them yourself?"
"Well they aren't a cop," Rosa replied, "otherwise where is their partner?"
Jake's gaze did not leave the knife wound. "You know, something about this looks wrong, Rosa."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I've seen a few knife attacks before, but this one looks different. I mean there are not cuts anywhere on the body other than the neck, including the hands. Normally when someone sees another person coming at them with a knife, their first response is to try and stop it, normally leading to their hands being cut. But this person hasn't got any."
"Well they must have caught them by surprise,"
"Yeah I know, but from the way it looks they must have been standing very close to do an attack like this. Why would someone let a mystery figure get that close to them? Especially if you knew there was a chance they could be a dangerous saboteur?"
Suddenly Jake looked up, Rosa meanwhile paused. The two's eyes locked. "Jake," Rosa began "They wouldn't. Not unless they knew who the assailant was."
There was a sudden crackle on the radio, "Jake? Jake? Come in Jake?" Charles went.
"Yes Boyle?"
"I've just got a report from Allen and King. Apparently one of the engineers is missing. According to his mate, he finished his work around half an hour, he was heading up stairs to put his equipment away then was going to pop outside for a cigarette break before the experiment started. I checked with all the entrances, he never got outside."
"Describe him to me."
"Caucasian, average height, thin build, mid-thirties, has brown hair…"
"And green eyes?" Jake cut in.
"Yes,"
"We'll need to make a positive identification later, but it looks like we found him. Did you check the patrols?"
"Yes, apparently officers Clark and Monroe checked this hallway thirty-five minutes ago. Allen and King were going to recheck it, just before you found the body."
"Thirty-five minutes? Well that fits." Rosa said.
"Okay thanks Boyle." Jake stared down at the body, "how did the assailant even get in here?"
"He could have snuck in?" Gina suggested, "I mean I did?"
"No," Rosa replied, "We would have found him, your proof of that. Anyone who didn't belong here would have been caught by one of the many patrols. And if they slipped past them, they still wouldn't be able to get anywhere; we would have caught them on the surveillance feed. Every single entrance to, around and inside this building is guarded. No one who didn't belong could get around."
Suddenly Jake's eyes opened wide, "Oh sweet Moses," he murmured to himself. "Charles, Charles," he shouted into the radio.
"Jake? What's wrong? Is someone else dead?"
"Charles has anyone left the building!"
"One minute…" Silence fell; Rosa and Gina watched Jake with confusion. What was he thinking?
After what felt like an eternity, "yes Jake, apparently one of the technicians had to leave to take his daughter to the doctor, he registered it this morning before starting work; he left not five minutes ago."
"Did he have an important role in the experiment?"
"One minute let me check."
"Hurry!"
"Okay, I will."
There was another tense pause, "yes apparently he did. Why is something wrong?"
Jake's face turned white. "Boyle, quick get hold of the Captain and stop the experiment."
"What?"
"No time for questions, just stop it. Doesn't matter how, just stop it." He attached his radio back to his belt. "Gina, get out of the building." Jake yelled at her.
"What?" Gina and Rosa yelled.
"Go! Rosa, come with m,e we've got to stop that experiment."
With that Jake ran down the corridor, Rosa followed close behind. Gina hesitated before running after them.
"What's going on?" Rosa asked, "What's the matter?"
"Come one Rosa, think about it. I mean why would the victim let the assailant get so close to him? And the sabotage attempts, how did the saboteurs keep getting into the building? I mean security was increased after each attempt, yet they still kept getting in?"
"And one of the main technicians has now suddenly disappeared, conveniently before the experiment started." Rosa chimed in, the realisation hitting her.
"Exactly, they didn't take his clothes to wear them." Jake panted, "they took them so we wouldn't realise where they were headed."
The two detectives ran down the corridor, some distance behind Gina ran after them.
Holt and Amy were briskly heading down the corridor, when suddenly the radio crackled. "Captain Holt! Captain Holt!" Charles yelled.
"Yes Boyle," Holt replied into the radio.
"Jake's just told me to make sure you stop the experiment."
"Stop the experiment? Boyle what are you talking about. What did Peralta say?"
"According to him there was no time for answers, just that it was imperative that you stopped the experiment."
"Boyle what do you…" Holt suddenly froze, the cogs in his mind were awhirl.
"Oh my god!" he murmured. "Boyle, put me on all channels."
"Done sir,"
"Everyone this is Captain Raymond Holt of the Nine-Nine, evacuate the building. I repeat, evacuate the building. This is not a drill! Everybody out! That includes you Boyle!"
Amy paused, her mind trying to understand what was going on. Her eyes spied a fire alarm to the side. Making her decision she tugged it down. The alarm began to ring throughout the building. Holt turned to her.
"Nice job Santiago. Now go and find Peralta and Diaz, and make sure they get out. No doubt there be trying to get to the main laboratory to stop the experiment. I'll evacuate the observation booth."
"Yes Sir," Amy ran off. She still didn't know exactly what was going on, but if she knew she could trust Jake and Holt's word. If they were acting like this then it meant that the saboteur had gotten in, and everyone inside the building was in danger.
Terry looked down at his watch 9:15; the particle accelerator was slowly humming faster and faster, and data was being read off the computer, but so far not much seemed to be happening. The Vulture was slumped back against the wall, he looked like he was about to doze off. Majority of the other guests didn't seem that interested either. Only the scientists were paying close attention.
Still something seemed to be happening. The technicians were still at their posts, and Professor Hirsch had walked forward to some sort of main control panel. "Ladies and Gentlemen," he began again. "I can happily confirm the accelerator is ready." He turned several dials, and typed in some orders.
The other technicians, quickly followed suit. Pausing he turned towards a very large lever, no doubt made specifically for dramatic effect. "And now with this I can truly begin the process, here…" he grasped the lever. "…we…"
Suddenly one of the doors burst open Jake, Rosa and the two officers on guard ran in. "STOP THE EXPERIMENT THERE'S A…"
"…go!" Professor Hirsch said as he tugged the lever. The control panel exploded. Professor Hirsch was sent flying backwards. His eyes still open in surprise, his dead burnt body slumped to the floor.
Suddenly a fire alarm began to ring. The place erupted in confusion; panicking security personal drew their guns and pointed towards Jake, "No!" Terry yelled, several cops pulled their own guns on the security personal.
Senator Jackson was quickly pulled out of the booth. Meanwhile the particle accelerators hum suddenly began to roar. The panicking technicians stared at the screens, several frantically trying to stop the process. But it was too late.
Sparks flew from the control panels, loud groaning noises began to emerge from the clearly out of control particle accelerator; and then the room began to shake.
The door to observation Booth erupted open and Captain Holt ran in, "Quick everyone out!" he screamed. The booth erupted into a panic, no one knowing what was going on, everyone tried to push their way out.
"Get out of my way," the Vulture yelled; pushing a female scientist aside, his effort did him no good as he was knocked past by the private security personal trying to get back to the senator.
"People, people, we need to exit in an orderly fashion." Wunch shouted, trying to be heard over the confusion. This was getting them nowhere, if they kept scrabbling they would all die.
Holt pushed his way through the crowd; he had to get to the officers and Jeffords out.
Terry himself had frozen, the confusion was just too much. What was going on?
Jake's eyes shot over the particle accelerator, it was now volatile shaking. Supports that had been holding it in place were practically shooting out of the ground. Yet inside the process was still going on. The machine was still working.
The technicians realising they had no hope of stopping it where now running for the doors. But Jake was frozen in place.
"Jake we have to go." Rosa yelled, grabbing him by the hand she pulled him away, they tried to run through the door, only to crash into Gina who had been standing in the doorway.
"GINA? What the hell are you doing here?" Jake yelled, the sight of his friend snapping him from his trance.
Suddenly Amy ran into them, Boyle was with her. "What are you all still doing here? Didn't you here the alarm?" Without warning a piece of the celling came crashing down, Gina let out a scream, as Jake and Rosa threw themselves into the trio knocking them to the side. "We have to go!" Amy yelled, as she quickly jumped to her feet.
Gina however let out a yell, she had landed wrong.
"Oh my god, she's twisted her ankle," Charles screamed.
Inside the booth, another eruption went through, the celling cracked open. Not thinking Terry rushed forward, placing his arms against it, he tried to hold it up. He had to stop it crushing everyone. Most of the figures had manged to get out, but the doorway was still clogged by the scrambling remainders.
Captain Holt and Chief Wunch were still trying to calm everyone down. The Vulture was still trying to shove past them. Suddenly another big shake hit, and without warning the celling gave. Terry let out a yell as the concrete fell upon him. Hitting the floor, he saw his own blood trickling down the aisle "Sharron!" he groaned before falling unconsciousness.
"Jeffords!" Holt screamed, pushing his way through he tried to free Terry "Somebody help me!" He yelled frantically. But everyone was to caught up in a panic to hear.
Frantically Jake tried to pull Gina over his shoulder, but shaking floors made it impossible to balance, he collapsed under her causing Gina to yell out in agony. Rosa and Amy tried to help to his feet. Boyle was panicking admitting to every piece of office equipment he had borrowed without bringing back. He clearly wanted to go with a clear conscious.
Through the door to the side, Scully and Hitchcock walked in grumbling, "this place is too big, we can't find the cafeteria, and what's with all the racket?" Hitchcock groaned. Their eyes fell upon the chaos.
"Uh Oh." Scully mumbled.
Suddenly the loudest rumble of all hit. The shock knocked everyone to the floor, and caused the ground to split. Looking up all conscious eyes fixed upon the particle accelerator.
"Oh…" Jake managed.
The accelerator exploded. Out of each side, shot a massive wave of dark blue plasma, pulsing forward in every direction. Everyone let out an ear piercing shriek as the wave passed through them. Even Terry was temporarily reawaken by the pain. There was a sudden great ringing, and then as quickly as it started it was over. The room fell silent, and everything went black.
Okay I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. I hope the characters right. I'll try and get the second chapter sometime this week.
Please review.