"What do you mean we're on lock down?" Stella screamed into the receiving end of the telephone. "We can't be on lock down!"
"I'm sorry Ms. Bonasera," the calm voice on the other end apologized. "There's nothing we can do. We need to keep the building locked down for a minimum of 24 hours before we determine whether or not the bacteria could spread into the city. So please be calm, and we'll work out the problem as fast as we can." She slammed down the phone.
"Jerk." She said before turning to the rest of the team. "We're on lock down for 24 hours." She admitted regrettably.
"What?" everybody protested at the same time.
"They can't do that, can they?" Lindsay said with an astonished look on her face.
"Apparently they can." Stella replied.
"Well that bombs my Friday night." Danny said sarcastically.
"Shut up Danny!" Lindsay threw back.
"Whoa, Montana! Chill out."
"I am chilled out." She huffed.
"Alright guys." Mac said taking an authority figure "We all just need to calm down. We're gonna be stuck together for a while, so we all need to learn to live with each other for the time being. By the way, who's all here?"
"Just the team." Stella said crossing her arms and leaning up against the desk. "Except for Sid, he got away. Left early today."
"That son of a bitch." Hawkes said.
"Lucky him." Flack agreed.
"Now that's what you call ironic." Danny interjected. "He opens the body, releasing the bacteria, and he gets to go home."
"Danny, it wasn't his fault." Lindsay replied.
"I'm just sayin'." He defended.
"Well, while we're stuck here, we might as well work on the case." Mac suggested, but as the words came out of his mouth, the electricity in the building went out, leaving them in complete darkness.
"Now that's ironic." Hawkes voice came from somewhere.
"I knew we shouldn't have worked this case so late." Lindsay's voice whined.
"Personally Montana," came a thick Jersey accent, "I like you better in the dark." A thud was heard followed by a groan of pain. "Jesus Christ!"
"Settle down!" Mac commanded. They went silent. "Stella, did you check the landline?" They heard buttons being pressed and a phone slammed down.
"It's dead." She replied. A small blue light glowed as Mac pulled out his cell phone.
"It's Taylor, can we get some lights in here please?" He clicked his phone off. "Emergency lights should be coming on any second." A few moments later the lights buzzed to life. Everyone blinked into the blinding light. "I would try for everything else, but I think I'm pushing it as a hostage anyway."
"You think hostages could get some food? I'm starvin'." Danny pleaded. Mac grinned and flipped open his cell phone once again.
"Chinese or pizza?"
"Chinese!" Everyone agreed and laughed. They left Mac to bargain and made their escape to the lounge.