"Damn it." Woody mumbled.
"Woody, I swear to God, don't do anything stupid." Seely muttered.
"Like what?" He raised his eyebrows at Matt. "Like this?" He coked his head to the left and slipped in the door.
"Hoyt!" Seely called after him in a harsh whisper. He put his hand up in front of the officer who had started instinctively to follow Woody. "I'm not getting people killed on my watch. We do this right." He looked back at the door. Now what was right exactly?
"Oh For Christ Sake Danny, You Ass Hole!"
Seely scrunched up his eyebrows at Woody's words and cautiously pushed open the door.
Danny McCoy stood over the man with a smirk on his face. Woody was grinning like an idiot shaking his head.
"Oh Inspector... Nice of you to join us." He said flatly, his face quirking up into a grin.
"We need the paramedics in here." Matt said into his radio. "The suspects been shot."
"No he hasn't." Woody said like Seely was an idiot. "He knocked him out. The only thing that got shot was the wall."
Matt looked at Danny who was blowing at the tip of his finger like it was smoking.
"Gun?" He said in a fake accent. "I don't need no stinkin' gun.."
"Come on Poncho Dio." Woody growled. "Lets get the hell out of here."
"Secure the scene." Seely told the cops. "Watch your backs."
"More like watch your guts." Danny smirked slapping his hand out and nailing Woody in his.
Matt was almost sure he heard the damn Toby Keith song this time.
