Thank you so much for all the reviews (and the good luck messages :) ), they really helped me when I started to write new chapters. Due to my last exams being next week I have decided to split this chapter into 2 so that it can get me through the week :) Here it is :D

Cries of terror flooded through my ears as everyone slowly started to sit down on the cold marble floor whilst I tried to slide over to where John was positioned. This didn't work out well as suddenly frantic hands tried to pull me back saying:

"Where are you going?"

"Don't be stupid they have guns"

"Sir just sit still, you'll draw attention to us"

How dare they question my actions, these people with their lives consisting simply of sleeping, eating and working had no right to question me. I lived a life consisting of murder and crime, compared to them, I believe I have a clearer idea of what to do in these given situations so I decided to confront them in a hushed voice. "Get your hands of me, my best friend is over there and I simply want to sit near him so don't try to stop me. You lot should be dealing with your own petty problems like you-" I turned towards the first pair of hands , eyeing up and down the woman to gain a clear perspective before speaking the truth, "-maybe, after this, you should be calling your husband off of his 'work vacation' clearly he is cheating on you and I think you would want to sort that out-" Then I turned to the second pair of hands "- and you should probably call your daughter, you were right…a study evening after school has finished usually means sex and alcohol-" I finally turned to the third pair of hands "- finally you… with your obvious debt problems I would clearly advise you to get a job bef-".

My voice was cut off by the wailing of sirens getting gradually closer to our location causing most people in the room to breathe a sigh of relief. As I tried to finish off my observations to the three shocked simpletons behind me I was once again cut off by a middle aged man speaking out towards the ring leader of the pack.

"Let us go!" As my eyes fell over the hostages trying to locate the owner of such a ridiculous comment I saw a middle-age man with his head held high trying to look more superior then he actually is- BINGO- found him!

"Sorry, what did you say, I didn't quite catch that" The ring leader then turned out his pistol towards the man trying to intimidate him, but he wasn't giving up.

"Wel-"

"Sit down." I knew that voice and when I saw who it came from I couldn't help but smile… John… he is currently trying to pull the man back down onto the floor with little result. "Are you purposely trying to get yourself killed? You are putting everyone in this room at risk" His voice was hushed but with a direct tone to it meaning only one thing… he was in army mode. I used to wonder how he would react in these types of situations and it always comes as a surprise how much he changes, one minute I just want to hug him and in the next I'm terrified for the life of whoever he is directing his voice at.

"You should listen to him, don't want to get hurt now do you".

"No, I won't stop, we have done nothing wrong, what do you hope to gain from a room full of nobodies, just let us g- ahhhhhhh". Just before he was able to finish his speech, a gunshot sounded resulting in a bullet piercing the skin of his upper right thigh, this was then mixed with the screams of terrified children and adults fearing for their lives. Though ignoring all of this John leapt into action when the man fell to the ground, trying to put presser onto his wound to stop the flow of blood.

"Everyone quiet, this is how it's going to work… we are currently setting up a video link with the police outside so for the meantime we're going to walk round the room and ask you to give us all valuables and phones. If you decide not to or we later find out that you tried to hide things from us then-"He turns to point his gun at the man writhing on the floor "- you know what will happen."

His men slowly started to pace the room collecting everything off of the terrified hostages whilst I just stared longingly at John, he was still in his element working on the stubborn man who persisted in screaming in agony. Although he hasn't seen me yet I was just mesmerised by the way his fingers danced over the bullet wound and how his eyes flickered over him, observing all the slight change in symptoms he could see. It was truly entrancing.

I had to get us out of here, simple as, but it was going to be hard the main entrance was blocked and likely they would have a back entrance but it would mean walking straight past all of them- I couldn't risk it just yet.

"Oy! What are you trying to hide there?" I turned round to the source of the disruption and one word sprang to mind… John!