"If I tell the truth on this one I'm done." Erin said, looking straight into Jay's eyes. He had never seen her look so serious. So scared. "Do you understand?" Jay slightly nodded but then said, "There's a dead security guard that they left behind a dumpster. Like a bag of trash." Erin nodded and leaned against the wall. She had given into Charlie's games and got him what he wanted. Blue prints to a warehouse. That same day, 1,000 pounds of explosives were stolen from the warehouse and a security guard was dead. A man with a wife and kids.

Erin felt the blame and guilt resting on her shoulders, but she had to go find Charlie and try to talk him out of whatever he was doing. She thought about the conversation she had with Voight the day before all this happened.

"You can't keep letting your past hold you down like this, Erin." Hank said. Erin scoffed. "And how exactly am I not supposed to when it runs face first right into me?" Hank simply shrugged. "Your strong Erin. And your past are like chains. They're holding you down. They're making it harder for you let them go. You gotta break those chains, Erin. Whatever it takes." Erin sighed and looked down. Then her head came up and she looked into Hank's eyes. He hadn't seen that look since he took her in 12 years ago. "I try to break the chains." She said quietly. She slowly turned and stated to walk out the office door. "But the chains only break me." Is the last thing he heard her say before she rounded the corner and was gone.

She took a deep breath and left the room without another word. Jay watched her go, worried. "Be careful, Erin." He said quietly to himself as she disappeared through the door.

Erin got in her car and drove to the address that he originally had given her. They were to an old abandoned apartment complex that he had made his home. She got out of her car and walked through the doors and went to make her way up the stairs.

Just as she was about to go up the steps towards the room he was staying in, he heard yelling. They sounded almost identical to the ones she heard when she got a call from Annie saying Charlie was there screaming. Erin ran as fast as she could and went to open the door, which was locked. She braced herself before she kicked it in. She stood horrified. Charlie had his fist up ready to strike Annie. All Erin could think of to so was pull out her gun. She aimed it at Charlie. "Charlie! Let her go! Now!" He looked at her, his eyes wide.

Then a creepy smile came to his face. "Fine." He said and let her go. Annie ran over to Erin. "Erin. Erin. Travis is here. He's in the other room. Charlie locked him in there." Erin was frozen in her spot. "Annie get out." She said, her eyes still on Charlie. "Erin, Travis..." "Annie listen to me. I'll get Travis but you need to get out now." Annie stood they for a minute before she races out of the door.

Charlie chuckled, "You're not gonna shoot me." Erin shrugged and listed her gun. She nodded. "You're right. I'm not gonna shoot you. That will be you're easy way out. I'll see to it you rot in prison Charlie." He burst into a small for of laughter.

"You think I'll rot in jail on my own. You know that one word from you and you're career is over. And you'll be in the cell next to me and Annie." Erin could feel her face getting hot. She shook her head. "Where's Travis?" Charlie face fell to a serious one and he motioned behind him. "In the other room." Erin made to walk over to the door when Charlie lunged at her. He pushed her to against the wall and knocked her gun out of her hand. She swung her knee up, hitting his ribs and gave him a nice elbow to the face.

He staggered back and Erin made another run towards the door. Right before she got there, Charlie's hand wrapped around her ankle, making her fall to the ground. He grabbed her by the throat and forced her to her feet. He threw her towards the table, watching her fly over it, sending his things here there and everywhere. He chuckled when she didn't move and made to walk over to her. He kneeled down next to her and rolled her over.

Suddenly, Erin swung a metal rod, hitting Charlie right in the temple, knocking him out cold. Erin got up, ignoring the pain in her ribs and opened the bedroom door. "Aunt Erin!" Travis yelled, running to her and hugging her. Erin hugged him back tightly, kissing his head. She looked over his shoulder. She saw three metal trash cans lined up, wire wrapped around them. "Oh my god." She said. Travis still hold onto her tightly when he asked, "Erin? Are those bombs?" Erin let him go and took his face in her hands. "Travis listen to me. Your mom is outside waiting for you. I want you to run down as fast as you can and give her these." She handed him her car keys. "Tell her to go straight to the police station. Do you understand me?" Travis nodded, but lagged. He glanced over at Charlie. "What about you?" Erin gave him a small smile. "I'll be fine, buddy. I promise. Now go." And Travis was gone.

She turned back to the bombs and looked at them closely, very carefully walking towards them. She saw a small timer, but some of the lights her were out. She couldn't tell how much time she had, but she knew very well in was moving. She got a little closer. She remembered in the academy them saying something about getting the detonator as far away from the timer as she could. Only problem is she couldn't find the detonator. She figured it was buried behind the timer, and she was terrified to touch it.

She thought of calling Voight or Jay or someone, but was also too scared to even unlock her cell phone, let alone making a call to someone, out of fear it would mess with the timer and detonator. Her only other thought was to get the hell out of there.

Before she was able to turn around, she felt something wrap around her neck. Her hands came up and tried to pull the extra wires Charlie had around her neck away so she could breathe. When that failed, she mustered up all her strength and ran backwards, ramming his back into the doorway. He grunted in pain, loosening is grip slightly. That was just enough for Erin to get her fingers between the wires and the other grabbed his arm.

She took a deep breath, well as deep as she could, all things considered, and bent forward, sending Charlie flying over her shoulder and landing on his back. Erin threw the wires away from her throat and staggered back. She leaned against the wall and tried as hard as she could to catch her breath. 'Get the hell out of here. Get the hell out of here.' her mind kept screaming. So she jumped over Charlie and ran out the door.

She was about to jump down the steps when a hand grabbed her ankle, sending her to the floor. Charlie climbed on top of her and gave her multiple punches to her face. He got up and watched as she tried to stand. He smiled his is creepy, creepy smile and gave her a hard kick to her ribs, sending her rolling down the stairs.

He smiled in satisfaction when she stopped moving. He slowly made his way down the stairs. "12 years, Lindsay. And then you wanna replace me with some fireman? I won't have it." He got out his phone and dialed 911. "Hello? I'd like to report a fire in an abandoned apartment building."