This is my first Jac's FanFiction, I really hope you like it, Jac's lovers.. this is for you
Prologue
Total silence reigned in the laboratory. The elevator doors opened simultaneously, accompanied by the classic beep. I stepped through them. I was alone with my gun. I Held her firmly in the hands, holding my breath. I was always tense in interventions on the ground, but it was demanded by my job, I couldn't ignore this. Something didn't return. Too much silence. I walked lightly, trying to meddle in that silence, becoming part of it, step by step. I had to completely avoid myself. The first good part of a coverage is the silence at the end. I looked around through the transparent walls of the office, being careful not to step on anything, not to reveal my presence. Another deep breath and I leaned against the wall. Slowly putting the gun over the wall.
I stood in silence -Killer Instinct Jo, coldness- I repeated softly with half-closed eyes and took off the safety from the gun.
"It's over for you Detective Taylor, enjoy these last moments of life! I promise you, will be the last" a voice dark and angry, came from the boss' office.
-Mac!- I thought instinctively and squeezed stronger the gun.
Mac was sitting on a steel chair, tied with ribbons, tattered clothes, blood on face and chest as he was lamenting with muffled moans from the blows that he received. My heart was dying each time.
"Come on shoot! What are you waiting for? Finish me!" replied Mac rabid, with the only forces that he still criminal had his finger on the trigger.
"Put the gun down" I yelled in my turn, advancing and by identifying myself "Detective Danville" in my eyes a grim expression.
"Oh, we have company detective" he laughed mockingly.
"Throw the gun down!" I intimated a second time, taking a few more steps.
"I don't think so darling."
I was paralyzed, rigid in my position. A gunshot unexpected, millions of micro sparks shining occupied the air, "Jo!" shouted Mac wriggling.