These are just some one shot stories that I've thought of. If you want to use these ideas for your own stories, please let me know. I may use my own one shots for stories of my own. Thanks! I own nothing in these stories but the plots. And my own characters. This is my first Blue Bloods fanfic.
You Can Let Go Now
He was closing in. I could hear his boots clink slowly creeping towards me. I tried to steady my breathing like my mom and grandpa taught me when they took me to the gunrange. Hiding in a closet, I cletched the gun I had found closer to my chest.
"Nicky..." he sang out. "I know you're in here somewhere. You can't hide forever."
I closed my eyes, hoping he would go away. Silent tears running down my cheeks, I prayed for my uncles to arrive before he found me.
"Nicky, I'm losing patience. Please come out. I promise I won't torture you too badly. It'll be quicker then the way I killed Kendra. Oh, I loved the way she screamed. The light shining out of her brown eyes as her life faded from her. Come to think of it, aren't your eyes brown too? Just like your mother's. She's very attractive, though not my usual. Maybe I should shake things up a bit." the man taunted.
When I heard him threaten my mother, I got scared and angry. Closing my eyes, I choked back my sob as I thought of her. My mom, the strongest woman I know, the woman who tried to protect me from having my feelings hurt by not telling me that my father didn't fight for custody. My mom, the woman who raised me with our strong, supportive, and overprotective family so I would never feel unloved or alone in life.
The closet doors flung open. "Found you!"
Startled, I opened my eyes as he grabbed my wrists. Twisting my wrists, he made me drop my gun. He grinned, his yellow crooked teeth gleaming in the dim dark room. His dark brown eyes reminded me of Thomas Wilder's look when he talked to my Uncle Danny as I was held hostage. Pure madness.
As if God answered my prayers, I heard the sirens. I was brought back to reality as my body slammed to the cold concrete ground, the gun becoming out of reach. His large hand went around my throat. Clawing at his face with my nails, I fought for air, desperate to see my family again. Finding his eyes, I gouged him, hoping it would make him let go of me. His hand flew to his eyes as he let out a frusterated shout, I turned on my stomach and army crawled towards the black metal that was almost hidden in the shadows. Not looking back I reached for the one thing that was going to safe me now.
Just as my hand wrapped around the cool handle, he grabbed my ankle, then my knee. Twisting my body, I'm able to kick my heel into his head, getting his hands off me. Picking up where I left off, I lean into the wall, using some of my strength to help me stand, knowing that I'll need more to see the sun again. I hear someone yell out NYPD, I hear my uncles call out my name, but I can't focus on the voices right now since out of the corner of my eye, I see him standing. He's coming for me again. Surrendering what's left of my strength, I raise my arms.
"Nicky!"
BAM!
He stopped. Looking at him, I knew I shot him dead on. He gave a small lip curl then fell to his knees. I heard the door open as the upper half of his body hit the floor. I keep my eyes and my gun trained on the body, as if I expect him to be faking it.
"Nicky..."
Shaking, I look slightly to my left and see my uncles. Uncle Danny keeping his own gun trained on the perp and Uncle Jamie inching towards me.
"Nicky, you can drop the gun now," I heard Uncle Jamie say.
Vigoriously, I shake my head. I can't, I don't believe that I'm safe yet. I watch as my Uncle Danny kneels next to him, checking for a pulse. After what seemed like an eternity, he shakes his head. It's only then do I let Uncle Jamie take the gun from me.
Knowing that I have two of my knights in blue armor that have protected and raised me, I break. Sobbing, as I feel Uncle Jamie and Uncle Danny wrap their arms around me, I fall slowly to my knees. It's over. I'm finally safe.
