A/N: Hey guys! So, I was watching the most recent episode of Rookie Blue, and I thought "How cool would it be if Gail was trapped with Andy in the creepy storage space? And what if Luke didn't come to save them?" So I sat down, and poured this out. Also, I want this to be a long story, so if you'll bear with me through the long updates, bad chapters, and Gail's attitude, I'd love you! So, here's Trapped!

"Dammit Luke, answer your phone!" Andy McNally cried.

Luke. Sam. Jerry. Oliver. Noelle. Tracy. Chris. Dov...

None of them were answering their phones. And there was no way in hell she was calling the bitch that slept with her fiancé. So she dialed a different number.

"What?" Gail Peck answered.

"Hi to you to," Andy grumbled.

"Gail I need you to find the case file on Zoe's murder-"

"Zoe? You guys are on first name terms now?"

Andy let out a short sigh. "Can you put Tracy or Chris on the phone?"

"Can't. They left with Noelle and Jerry to check a lead."

"Dov? Sam? Oliver?"

"What do you want, Andy?"

"I need you to read me the case file notes on Martinelli. I'm at the big storage facility downtown and I need to jog my memory about something Luke-" All of a sudden, Andy's phone went died.

"Dammit," she snapped, shoving it in her pockets and prayed that Gail found some way to reach her.

Gail sighed, and tried to call Andy back. Nothing. "Great," she grumbled.

Why did Andy need to remember something? A big storage facility downtown? That shouldn't be so hard to find. Grabbing her car keys and the case file, Gail looked around to make sure Rosati wasn't around to see her leave.

If Andy wanted the damn case file, she'd get it.

Andy bent over the clear boxes. Z.M, it was labeled.

"Zoe Martinelli," Andy murmured, opening the box. A black badge was the first thing that caught her eye. It was freshly polished. "This guy is a creep." She looked at the pictures of Zoe's blond hair matted with blood, her hands and mouth bound and gagged.

Andy shuddered, as the lights in the hallway went out again. God, what had Luke said? About everything being somewhere?

"Boo!" A voice shouted, startling Andy out of her thoughts. Gail, case file in hand, popped out from the side of the door.

"Shit, Gail!" Andy snapped. "You scared me!"

"Oh, sorry," she smirked. "How did you find me so fast?" Andy placed the badge carefully back into the box.

"Well, this was the only storage place downtown with a shiny white police car parked right out front. Good job at being conspicuous, by the way."

"Not now, Gail," Andy sighed.

"Give me the file." Gail handed it over. "So what did you need it f- What is this stuff?" Gail moved to stand next to Andy. "Oh my god," she gasped, picking up the pictures. "Is this Zoe?"

"Yeah," Andy said vaguely, reading over the notes. "Horrible, isn't it?"

"How many boxes are here?" Gail asked, squatting down. "Andy, are these all... Them? This has to be more girls than anyone guessed!"

"I found it!" Andy exclaimed, ignoring Gail. "It says here that Nixon would most likely have stashed the things he stole in a place be visits often." Andy looked up. "The owner said the rent is paid every month. Do you have to pay it in person? Oh, it doesn't matter! Gail, this has to be enough for a search warrant, right?"

"I think so," Gail muttered, pulling out another box identical to the one Andy was looking through. It was labeled S.E. Gail opened the box, expecting to see what she had seen in the other boxes. Instead, there were only lipstick and picture frames. One was of a young girl, maybe 20 or so, standing in front of a familiar sign. A large, bold 15 was next to the girl, smiling broadly. "Andy. She was from 15 too."

"What?" Andy crouched next to Gail.

"Look," Gail said, passing the thick frame to Andy. She picked up another one. It was of the same girl, older now, standing next to a young man. "Is that Oliver? He has hair!"

"Who was she?"

"Andy... My mom told me that a detective from Division 15 disappeared. They tried to solve her case, but it went cold."

"It must have been when Oliver, Sam, and Noelle were rookies."

"But Andy! This means that this guy has been doing this for longer, past Zoe!"

"We have to tell Luke," Andy said, placing the frames back in the box. She stood, and turned around. "Gail." She breathed.

"What?"

"Gail!"

Gail stood, and turned around, right as Andy was struck with a gun.

Nixon! Gail's mind screamed. He lunged forward, tackling Gail into the large stack of boxes. She struggled, but his weight on her body was too much for her. His hands wrapped around her neck. Gail croaked, trying to loosen his grip, but she could really feel the breath leaving her body. And as it left, the room around her dimmed, until it just wasn't there anymore.