-1Disclaimer: Disclaimer: 'Law and Order: Criminal Intent' and all it's characters belong to Dick Wolf. Not me. : (
A/N: Sorry about the cliffhanger in the last chapter! It was just getting so long that I wanted to make another chapter. I'm also sorry that this chapter is so short. Anyway, I'll stop chattering! Here you go, enjoy!
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They arrived at the warehouse in a little under ten minutes with no backup and nothing to protect them from the danger that waited for them inside.
Bobby was the first to jump from the vehicle and rip out his weapon. With Alex at his side, they both approached the large doors that lead into the old building. He didn't hesitate, didn't ask to wait for backup. He just used to broad shoulder to nudge the door open and slip in. The bright sun shined through the dusty windows and illuminated the dark space. The two detectives stared around, desperate.
Where was he?
"Eames," Bobby called in a harsh whisper. "You take the door under those stairs. I'll take the one at the top of them."
Split up!? Alex's mind screamed even as she shook her head as an 'okay'.
She separated from her partner and hurried to the door. There, she jiggled the handle, hissed through her teeth when the door didn't budge. Then stepping back, she ran forward and rammed her shoulder into the ancient contraption. It opened with a long and eerie squeal.
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Bobby crouched under the only window that inhabited the dusty room he had entered, trying to make sure that if anyone was in the room besides him, they wouldn't spot him so easily.
He came upon another door a few steps later. Noting that the dust that cover most everything in the building had been knocked from it's handle, he raised his gun and opened the door. Darkness. Nothing but darkness. Bobby laid his hand against the wall, used it as a guide as he made his way through the twisting turns of the room.
It was then that it hit him. His nightmare. He was living his nightmare.
And he was alone.
His ear caught the faint sound of movement to his right and he swung his gun in that direction, squinting through the black.
"Detective Goren," his voice said and was followed by a raspy laugh. "I'm so glad you've come. I'll make sure your death is extra special."
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Alex heard commotion above her head. She dashed out of the door she had entered and skidded to a halt in the main room of the old building.
Crack!
Crack! Crack, crack!
The familiar firing of a gun had Alex's heart jumping into her throat and her body slamming against the dusty floor.
"Eames!"
The desperate cry from her partner had Alex shooting to her feet and up the stairs from which she and Bobby had separated. She sprinted up the stairs while her mind clouded with one single thought.
Oh Christ, Oh Christ. Please be alright. Please.
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A/N: Dun, dun, dunnnn. : ) Chapter Eight will be up soon, so don't wet yourself.
