Authors notes: this is an AU of the episode Blue on Blue. Not sure yet if I might turn it into a death fic…I don't know. But if I do or I don't it's still gonna be an angsty story!

Disclamer: wish I did, but I don't own flashpoint

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Spike stared at the screen that held the four dots…the four dots that represented four of the greatest friends he's ever had. His heart is racing and he can barely breathe as he's listening to David telling the two scumbags when to push button.

"NO! NO! NO DON'T DO IT! I CAN FIX IT! PLEASE NO!"

"One more second…NOW!"

BOOM

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Spike yells as the world around him stands still. There's a thousand different thoughts running through his head. All the memories he's shared with Ed, Jules, Sam and Raf. All the close calls and bonding like a family. 'oh my God, I've killed my family' he thinks to himself. Everyone around him dies. He couldn't save his best friend after he stepped on a freakin landmine and now his other four friends, scratch that his other brothers and sister are now dead from the very devices that he was suppose to specialize in.

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Team one was making their way through room when Sam stopped. All his years over in that desert just gave him this sixth sense that's help keep him alive so far. He could sense it, smell it.

"Ed" says Sam as he taps his nose.

"TAR!"

"C-4!"

"Go Go Go"

Sam stays in the rear making sure his teams safe, that Jules is safe. It all happens in the matters of seconds, but to Sam's trained brain he processes it all slowly. Jules is just about at the door, Ed pushing her through. Himself and Raf are just a few feet behind them when the whole room erupts on itself and they all know no more.

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Greg's in the control center when he hears his team shouting in distress. It's moments like these that tear him up inside. Negotiating is his thing, he knows how to do it well, at least he hopes he does it well. But the moments where he is separated from his team and can't be right next to them and help, is one of the worst feelings.

That he can't see what happened or if they are ok; that all he can do for the moment is talk to himself and hope that the others are ok. That he will hear the words 'no harm.'

Then he hears an explosion in his ear almost making him go deaf in that ear. He feels the ground under him shake, and somewhere deep inside of him he knows this time he won't be hearing those words.

Du du dunnnnn. So what did yah think? Who lives, who dies, stay tuned! And review