Hey guys! What did you think of the last chapter? :)

I almost double-posted the last one because I saved it under two different names... I hope that doesn't mean there's a chapter missing, but I don't think so. ;) It all makes sense, I believe. If not, please let me know!

Now enjoy :)

The door slowly opened, as silently as possible. Greg repositioned himself to be able to see the gunman, in case he fired at the police officers. He had officer Donovan's gun drawn, ready to use it if he had to. He dreaded the thought of shooting at someone, but he was willing to do anything to help Nick in there – if he was still alive.

One of the officers from the SWAT team saw Greg looking up from a desk. Although all of the seven officers knew that Greg and officer Donovan were in there and knew that the gunman was firing from the boss' office, the SWAT team member thought Greg was the gunman. He rapidly turned to point his gun at him, making some noise. The gunman immediately fired shots in the SWAT team's direction.

Everybody was able to run for cover and they knew now that Greg was one of them. Unfortunately, Greg wasn't able to fire any shots. He saw the gunman, but he took cover as well when the shots were fired. He just wasn't cut out for this kind of situation.

A shot was fired. One single shot. It sounded different than the others. The others sounded like they were fired from an automatic gun. This one sounded like it was fired from a small gun.

Silence. Nobody said or did anything, they all wondered what this could've meant. Suicide maybe? Greg was just hoping Nick was alright.

The SWAT team decided to go in the boss' office and check it out. They signed Greg to get down while they go in.

"No..." Greg whispered to himself. Before the SWAT team members reached the door, he could see the gunman getting ready to fire some more shots. "Get down, he's still in there!" he yelled.

The gunman fired both in Greg's and in the SWAT team's direction, only this time Greg used the opportunity and fired a shot himself, hitting the shooter. The SWAT team ran over to the gunman.

Greg stood there with a shocked look on his face. He almost couldn't believe he pulled the trigger. He was shaking. "...Nick?" he said, almost too quiet to be heard, walking towards the office. He was held back by a SWAT officer, though. This only made him more nervous – why would they hold him back? "But my..."

Nick finally walked out of the office. He appeared to be fine.

"...Nick! Thank god... Are you alright?" Greg asked as he hugged him.

He nodded. "I'm fine... You did good," he replied as he patted Greg on the shoulder.

As they walked out, Greg's mom ran towards them and hugged Greg. "I was so worried!" she said with tears in her eyes.

"Mom... What are you doing here?" Greg asked surprised.

"She was with me when I got the call..." Catherine said, joining them. She hugged Greg and Nick.

"What were you doing wi..." He got interrupted by Catherine.

"Let's talk about this later. We're just glad you're alright!"

The paramedics got officer Donovan and the gunman out of the building.

"Oh my..." Greg's mom said. "Are they going to be okay?"

"I hope so..." Greg said under his breath.

One of the officers from the SWAT team walked over to Greg. "You did a good job in there."

Greg gave the officer a faint smile, hoping his mother wouldn't understand what was going on.

"Can we go home now?" his mother asked impatiently with her arm around Greg.

"No, I can't. I have to get back to the station. I'll call you when I get home, alright?"

"Greg, no. I almost lost you today... I can't let you go just like that."

Greg walked her away from the crowd. "Mom, stop it! You're embarrassing me. I'm old enough not to have my mom worry about me like that..."

"For god's sake, Greg! I'm your mother, I'll never stop worrying about you! I love you, I don't want you to get hurt!"

"I'm not going to get hurt. I'm fine, I just need to take care of a few things at work. It's procedure. Please go home, I'll get home as soon as I can."