Megan flipped open her cellphone. "Alright, what do you have on this guy?"
"Dave Spielson, 29 year old male." Don said. "Caucasian, got caught robbing three banks, murdered 4 women, sexually assaulted 3 teenage girls, set off grenades in two stores, raped 5 women and sells crystal meth."
Megan groaned. "You said that he was Sat a house on Drinikal street?"
"Yeah... Megan, are you sure you can do this alone? Something might happen." Don said, concerned.
"I'll be fine, Don." Megan assured him. "Stop worrying."
Don's tone was more firm now. "Megan."
"Fine." Megan sighed. "We'll be prepared in case he has anything ready for us. Get Colby, David and 2 SWAT teams, cause I think he's on the move in the house right now."
"Okay, we'll be there in a couple of minutes, just don't be seen. If he leaves, don't go after him, just try and guess where he's headed to." Don ordered.
Megan shut her cellphone and placed it on the passenger's seat. She quietly spied on the house, watching the man's every move. Then, she saw FBI cars coming from all directions. She got out of the car and hid behind her vehicle, hoping not to be seen by the suspect. After checking that she would be hidden, she ran over to where Don, Colby and David were standing.
"We shouldn't all go in at once, just a couple of people." Don said.
Colby raised his hand, volunteering. "Me and Megan will go."
Don nodded. "Alright, fine... me and David, will get the teams to guard the house to make sure he doesn't escape."
When Don and David slowly walked away, Megan glared at Colby. "If anything happens to me in there and I die, I am going to haunt your sorry ass for the rest of your life."
Colby smirked, knowing that Megan was being sarcastic. "Well, good luck with that."
When everyone was in position, Colby and Megan started walking slowly to the front door. Megan started counting down on her fingers silently, showing them to Colby so he would know when to head in. when she hit number one, Colby kicked the door open. When they entered, they saw Dave standing in the middle of the room.
"Here's the deal... either you let me go, or I kill all of us inside here." Dave threatened.
Megan looked around and noticed that he wasn't bluffing. There were grenade wires everywhere, but where was the grenade?
"Let me go now!" Dave yelled.
Megan turned to Colby, her voice unsteady. "Colby, we gotta get out of here."
"No." Colby said firmly. "I'm not leaving without this bastard." Colby started walking closer to Dave, gun in hand.
"We have to!" Megan said, close to shouting. "He has grenade wires all over the room, Granger."
Colby turned to face Megan, still pointing the gun at Dave. "He's not going to set it off while he's still in here, he's too smart for that... so, as long as we keep him in here, we'll be fine."
Megan groaned. "Why do you always have to be so stubborn? We can go get him after this, but not now... unless you want to get blown up."
Megan and Colby were so caught up in arguing with each other, that they didn't notice Dave escape through a hole in the wall.
Colby glared at Megan. "Me?! Stubborn? Hah! You've got it all mixed up, babe. I am not the stubborn-"
Before Colby could finish ranting, Megan interrupted him. "Uh, Colby."
"What?" He asked.
"Where did he go?" Megan asked, fear evident in her voice.
Colby shook his head. "Damn it."
Megan started looking around for Dave in the room, and found an escape hole. "Look... he escaped down into these pipes. That's how nobody notices the smell of the crystal meth."
Then in the middle of the room, she and Colby saw a grenade that read 50 seconds, and it kept counting down.
"Oh shit... we have to turn this grenade off." Colby said.
Megan shook her head. "I don't know how to though."
"I know how to." Colby told her, and started walking towards the grenade.
Megan sighed and grabbed his arm, stopping Colby from walking any farther. "We have to go, he's gone. He's probably on the move right now."
"Well, we can't just leave the grenade to blow up the house." He told her. "It might release crystal meth into the air."
"Then bring it outside and have Charlie shut it off." Megan suggested.
Colby glared at her. "What, you don't think that I can do it?"
"I think you can do it, I'm just saying that Charlie can do it faster." Megan snapped back.
"I know how to do it Megan, if you'll just let me." Colby said.
Megan looked at the grenade and noticed that it only had ten more seconds left. "Colby-"
Colby just kept on rambling. "I took classes on these, Meg, I think I would know how to shut off one grenade."
"Colby." She looked at the grenade and it read eight seconds left, and Colby was still babbling. "Colby!"
"What?" He finally asked.
Megan looked at the grenade once more and it only had five seconds left. She kicked it farther away from them. She knew that they both couldn't get out at the same time unharmed, so she pushed Colby out the door first, causing him to fall about seven feet away from the house. The grenade went off before she could get out as far as Colby did, and the grenade exploded, causing the whole house to blow.
The force of the blow sent Megan flying through the air and onto a cop car, shattering the glass from the impact. She moaned and slowly got up in a sitting position to look at the house, the world spinning around her. She knew that she wouldn't be able to stay awake much longer, from all of the pain she was in. The house was now torn to shreds with flames coming out of it in every direction. She then heard Don, Charlie and David running over to where she was.
Looking over, she noticed Colby being helped up by other SWAT agents, him being unharmed.
Megan felt a warm liquid running down the side of her head, and brought her hand up to it. Staring at the mystery liquid, she found that it was blood coming from a wound in her head. It wasn't deep, but it still hurt like hell to her.
She was slowly drifting into unconsciousness, but kept fighting to stay awake. She felt like she was dying. Her head was pounding and her back felt like it was on fire.
David shook Megan on the shoulder lightly, noticing that she was starting to go into unconsciousness. "Megan, you okay?"
"I-" Megan was interrupted by Colby running up to them, looking worried.
"Megan... are you okay?" Colby asked her, and held her shoulders to keep her steady on the car.
She then collapsed into his arms and that's when they all noticed what happened, and they all gasped in shock. There were two big sharp pieces of glass from the car's winshield that were sticking out of Megan's back, one practically lodged all the way into her back, and you could almost see the glass sticking out in Megan's stomach.
"Oh shit... we need an ambulance!" Don yelled to anyone that was near him. "STAT!"
One of the cops nodded and took out his walkie talkie.
"Why didn't I listen to you." Colby whispered to Megan's unconscious body.