A/N: So, this story takes place during the Season 2 finale, "Hot Shot." It's my take on some of the moments missing from the episode. This first chapter takes place after Lindsey Fuller's been apprehended in the park. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of it :)

"If Lindsey's here, where is Chandler Yates?" Colby asked.

The three were standing in the park, trying to comprehend what had just happened. It was an understatement to say they had been surprised when the person they thought they were arresting turned out to be someone entirely different.

Megan shook her head. "I've got a bad feeling about this," she said worriedly. "If he knows we're on to him, he's going to run. And the possibility of him taking some girl with him is more than likely."

David turned and began walking toward the squad car holding their detainee. "Where are you going?" Colby called.

"She's the best chance we've got right? Yates must have told her something," David called back.

Megan and Colby exchanged glances and quickly followed.

David hauled the girl out of the car and sat her down on a bench. "Lindsey, where is Chandler Yates?" he asked.

She glared at the three of them. "Like I'd tell you. You're just going to go after him. He told me that you've been looking around. You have no right to do that!"

"Lindsey," Megan knelt in front of her. "Chandler Yates has killed two women and hurt dozens more. He could be hurting someone right now. We need to know where he is."

"You don't know him!" Lindsey cried. "Chandler would never hurt anyone. He's completely harmless."

"Lindsey, you're in a lot of trouble here," David tried. "We are going to find Chandler Yates; the only question is whether or not he's going to hurt someone else before then. If he does, you're going to be responsible for that. Is that what you want? To go to jail for helping out a rapist and a murderer?"

"Chandler has always been nice to me," Lindsey told them angrily. "You're lying. He said you'd lie."

"Lindsey, what possible reason would we have to lie to you?" Megan asked. "We're only trying to help here. Please tell us what you know."

The girl shook her head. "I want a lawyer."

Megan rose and the three retreated in defeat. "Well that's not going to work," Colby said. "What's Plan B?"

"We could go check out his home again," David suggested. "Maybe we missed something there the first time?"

"I don't think he'd go home," Megan said. "He knows we've been there, it's not safe for him anymore."

The radio squawked. "Team Leader requesting backup at 355 Parker Street. Code 3, assault in progress."

"Isn't that Lindsey Fuller's residence?" David said, his eyebrows rising. "What's Don doing there?"

Megan shook her head. "Whatever the reason let's go. He's there on his own," she told them.

The three separated, David and Colby to their vehicle and Megan to hers. It was a fifteen minute drive to the house but they weren't on the road five minutes when the dispatcher's voice came once again over the radio. "Agent down at 355 Parker Street. Requesting medical assistance."

Megan hit the gas her heart pounding. Her rearview mirror informed her that David had done the same. Their boss was in trouble and completely alone.

They beat LAPD and the EMT's to the house and there was no question of their waiting to go in. Megan took point as they moved toward the house. David caught her eye and motioned to the broken pane in the door. Megan nodded and they moved toward it. Once they got close they could hear frightened sobs coming from inside. Colby turned the doorknob and the three entered the room. A girl was duct-taped to a mattress and crying hysterically. David immediately went to work freeing her.

Megan knelt next to her. "What happened?" she asked quietly

"The FBI guy came in, and he ran after Chandler," the girl sobbed. "They went in the other room and I heard fighting and guns and nobody came back."

"Okay, you're safe now, you're going to be fine," Megan told her.

David finished freeing her and wrapped his jacket around her before taking her outside. Megan began to move after Colby who had already gone into the kitchen. "This is the FBI," Colby called. "Show yourself."

No response. "Don?" Megan called.

Still nothing. Megan's sense of dread was growing as they began to move out of the kitchen and down the hall. "Don?" Megan called again.

"Megan…"

The groan was weak, but it was there. The agents hurried forward and that was when they spotted the shattered vase on the floor and the bright lights from the bedroom. Megan's heart nearly stopped when she saw the two bodies on the floor. She went to her knees by Don while Colby checked on Chandler Yates. "Don, Don talk to me. Come on," she tapped his cheek none to gently in hope of getting a response.

"Yates is dead," Colby said, joining her. "What's wrong with him?"

Megan was checking Don's pulse. "I don't know. His head's bleeding a little and he's not breathing well."

Don's breathing was labored and his lips were taking on a bluish tint. "Is he hit?" Colby asked anxiously.

"No, I can't find anything," Megan said worriedly as she ran her hands over Don's body, searching for bullet wounds.

"Uh, Megan," Colby held up the nearly empty syringe in horror.

"Morphine," Megan said tersely, as she reached to radio David. "David, what's the status on that ambulance?"

"Two minutes," David said in reply.

"Tell them to step on it; we've got a morphine overdose here."

Don began choking. "Get him on his side," Megan ordered.

They were just in time as their boss vomited all over the floor. Colby felt for Don's pulse. "Megan, I'm not getting much of anything," he said urgently.

"Agent Reeves?" called a voice from the hallway.

"In here!" Megan yelled back.

Within seconds the EMT's were in the room and taking over. "Pinpoint pupils," one said, "pulse is weak."

The other accepted the syringe from Colby. "You said this had morphine in it?" he asked.

"It's consistent with our case," Colby told him.

"Clearly he vomited?"

"Yeah."

As they started oxygen and several IV's Don stirred. "Agent Eppes, can you hear me?" the second EMT asked.

He looked at them in obvious confusion. "Agent Eppes do you know where you are?"

Don shook his head slightly and then lapsed back into unconsciousness. "It's okay. This happens with morphine," the EMT told them. "Let's get him out of here."

"Go with him, Colby," Megan told the younger agent as they reached the driveway. "I'll call Alan and Charlie and we'll meet you at the hospital."

Colby nodded and climbed into the ambulance. David joined Megan in the driveway as the ambulance took off. "Is he going to be all right?" he asked.

Megan swallowed hard and shook her head. "I don't know."

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