I do NOT own Blue Bloods, or fire or anything else in this world :( How sad...

Ok. Let me explain this chapter. It's divided up into halves. The first half is what Henry's doing and the second half is what the rest of the family is doing while Henry's gone. Does that make any sense? If it doesn't hopefully you'll catch on quickly :)

Henry slowly walked out of the room where the rest of his family was in order to find his granddaughter. He quietly walked down the stairs to the basement trying to not creek the stairs. When he finally got down to the bottom he released a breath of air he had been holding. He wasn't worried about being caught as much as being caught would most likely end Erin's life. He looked down the hallway and saw only three doors. She had to be in one of them. Henry silently opened the first door but there was nothing inside. Two more doors left to go. He slowly opened the second one and there Erin was. She was tied to the floor with blood all over herself. She looked much better in the video then she did right then. Some kind of fluid, that looked like oil was all over her looking like she had just taken a shower. The rest of the room around her was covered with the same oil. He looked in the corner of the room and saw that there were wires hanging out that could probably make a few sparks. This would light up the entire room and Erin as well. Henry gasped and ran over to her.

"Erin," He said bending down and trying to undo the ropes tied tightly around her hands.

"Grandpa," She said. Henry could tell she was having a hard time staying conscious.

"Everything's going to be all right Erin,"

"Why aw you'ere?" Erin asked slurring her words together.

"I'm getting you out of here," Henry said. He had unfinished untying her ropes when he heard something come from the stairway. He started to panic. What if it was Striker coming down here? Henry knew that he had to hide, just in case it was him. He started to back up towards the door when he heard the sound of Erin's voice asking him where he was going. His heart broke but he knew he had to leave her, even if it was only for a second. Erin did not know what was going on thought that Henry was leaving her all alone again. Tears began running down her face. This is the last thing Henry saw before he had to hide. He quickly ducked behind an old bar counter, watching to see who it was. He held his breath and prayed that it wasn't Striker. Then all of a sudden Nicky appeared from the top of the stairs. He got up slowly and looked at her confused.

"Nicky, what are you doing here? I thought your grandfather said to stay in the car!" Henry whispered harshly. Not wanting to put Nicky in any danger.

"I'm sorry, but I looked through the window down here and saw mom in trouble! I knew I had to do something!"Nicky said trying to explain herself. Henry sighed but being a Reagan himself, understood her logic.

"Nicky..." Henry said then paused and sighed "Okay, come with me," He said motioning her to come closer. He opened the second door and Nicky was shocked at the state her mother was in.

"Mom?" She asked nervously getting closer to see if she was alright.

"Nicky?" She asked softly "why...here?"

"I'm here with the rest of the family to save you."

"That's right Erin, we're here to help and we don't have a lot of time," Henry said, just wanting his granddaughter out of there as fast as he could.

"Can you walk mom?" Nicky asked. Erin nodded and began to get up. Unfortunately she lost her balanced because she was so weak. Both Henry and Nicky ran over and helped her stand up. Leaning most of her weight on the two of them she was able to get to the bottom of the stairs without too much difficulty.

Moving up the stairs one step at a time was extremely slow and tiring. But finally they got all the way up the stairs. Trying to move quickly towards the backdoor they ended up making some noise. Everything was going okay until the three of them over heard the realization of Striker from the living room.

"Where the hell did grandpa go?"

BLUE BLOODS-BLUE BLOODS- BLUE BLOODS- BLUE BLOODS

Striker had just revealed the device to the Reagan's and they were all taken back. The three of them knew that Henry was off downstairs and they had to distract him. They had to make sure Striker didn't know that he was gone.

"Striker, there is no need for that, I can assure you,"

"Oh ya Frank? Why don't you tell me why there is no need?"

"Well if you release that then your life will be over as well,"

"What if I don't care about my life?"

"I think you do. I understand why you're mad..."

"You don't understand anything! Not alone why I'm mad"

"Mike, you just took my daughter away from me to prove this exact point. I wouldn't be able to survive without my daughter around. Without her sitting down in her usual chair in my dining room or having our weekly lunches together," Frank's eyes started to water, knowing that everything he said could possibly happen. Danny and Jamie's anger was replaced with sadness. They could very easily lose their sister. "I've already lost one child Mike; please don't make me lose another," Mike considered this thought.

"Mike," Frank said while slowly taking a step towards him. "You can't have all of this built up anger, it's not healthy,"

"It's so hard. When you have your child commit suicide it feels like you were a failure and did nothing right," Striker said starting to let his walls come down. Frank nodded, wanting him to continue. He didn't make eye contact with anybody in the room, he was too ashamed of his life and what he had done.

"When I heard about her death, I couldn't go outside for days. When you lie in bed for weeks on end, you have a lot of time to think about all the mistakes you made in life. I learned if you look back and the good times outweigh the mistakes, then you've done a good job; you've completed life. If the mistakes outweigh the good times, that's when you know your entire life has been wasted." Striker took a deep breath and looked directly at Frank. "My daughter died and I am the reason. I'm at fault for everything that happened. I can't do this anymore..." Striker looked around the room seeing the faces of the three men who was about to kill along with himself. The all of a sudden like a box of bricks it dawned on him that one of the Reagan's where gone. Henry had escaped and probably went to help Erin.

"Where the hell did grandpa go?"

Sorry to leave you all off on another cliff hanger...but I really wanted it to end this way. I'm also sorry for not posting in like 2 weeks :( Too much homework...

I've got like 4 giant tests this week so I probably won't be able to get another chapter posted...yet I am working on it right now and let me tell you...it's pretty EPIC!

Lol...ok please review! I love to read every single one of them :)

Amy