A/N: I'M SORRY! I KNOW I LET A LOT OF PEOPLE DOWN! And I didn't MEAN to let you guys down, 'cause without you, I would be a nobody! But I was SO busy with school, like I said before, and I didn't see a chance to continue with my stories! So, a fair warning: I don't think I will continue with my other stories between now and April. I'm so sorry!

But, to come back on this story: It's bad, I know! So, don't be surprised when it turns out to be really, but I already warned you =). But, feel free to read this!
I have NEVER walked the road of Rigspelt, only in my dreams (A), but I tried and this is what came out of it =).

Disclaimer: Not mine :(

Chapter 1: The Accident

"Stay down and do not move!" Lisbon exclaimed, and pushed Jane down to the floor. Like he would do something as stupid as move. The bullets flew through the air, like it was raining.

Jane pushed himself closer and closer to the floor, until he felt his whole body aching under the pressure.

Why was this supposed to happen? Jane thought he had read the suspect pretty well, didn't believe he was able to do such things as enter a public space and shoot into nowhere. But he was. Jane seriously doubted if he was still sane. But he didn't blamed himself. He didn't knew the cause of this, but still he knew that he didn't do anything wrong.

Suddenly, he heard a load pang!, followed by someone screaming, another person screaming. Jane hold his breath. It killed him that he didn't knew what happened, that he couldn't look up, too afraid to get hurt.

"She's shot, and seriously hurt! Jane, call 9-1-1!" Lisbon exclaimed again, diving beside him and throwing him her cell phone. He pushed the buttons, his heart beating in his chest. Why didn't they tell him who was hurt?

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?", a calm voice asked.

"Could you sent an ambulance? We're in the middle of a gun fight, and someone's hurt." Jane said, trying to mimic the calm voice, but failing miserably.

"Where's your location?" The woman asked. Jane looked around, searching for a street name.

"Bluxome Street, San Francisco." Jane answered.

"We'll sent someone down. Please remain calm sir!" The woman said, and ended the conversation.

"Someone's coming!" Jane said, and put Lisbon's phone is his pocket. He would give it to her later on. She turned around and nodded.

"Lisbon?" Lisbon shot another series of bullets, before turning to him.

"Yes?"

"Who's hurt?" Jane looked into her eyes, and he saw a sign of hesitation, before answering.

"Van Pelt."

A/N: So, what do you think? Pretty bad, right? I know! Sorry! I feel so bad! Just... Like the little blue button beneath this story: He's feeling a bit lonely these days... Can you become his friend? =)