Okay, so at Ace Bullet's request, I'm adding Dr. Luria into the mix, and honestly, I don't know why all the detectives except for Grimley are jerks, lol, but no worries, you won't see them for much longer! Oops, in all honesty I didn't know that Ed's wife's name is Sophie and not Sophia, not that that affected the plot in any way shape or form, but thanks anyway iheartflashpoint. So I'm changing some things in the last chapter, thanks for the nitpicks!

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"Okay Ed," Sarah said after an officer managed to pick the lock, "I'm going to open this door, very slowly, okay? I'm going to show you that I'm unarmed." Sarah had put her gun on the ground and she now was just in a bullet resistant vest.

Captain Kelly grabbed Sarah's shoulder, "What do you think you're doing?!" he whispered angrily, "you're gonna end up dead!"

"Trust me captain, the last thing Ed wants to do is to use that gun," Sarah answered, "I'm going to talk him down."

"But they have hostage negotiators to do that Sarah," the captain protested.

"They won't have the information I do now," Sarah answered simply, she ignored her captain and then turned back to the door; she nodded to an officer who slowly opened it, his gun at the ready.

Ed already was standing there, his gun poised and ready to fire. Sarah held up both of her hands and turned slowly in a circle to show she had no weapon. "I'm unarmed, you see?"

Ed nodded, but he still had his gun aimed at Sarah.

"Ed my name is Sarah, why don't we talk?" Sarah asked, "I'd really like to know why you're aiming a gun at me, and what I can do to have you put it down."

"I want you all to leave right now," Ed commanded, "I didn't do anything wrong."

"Ed," Sarah said, "you may feel that way, but there were three kids beaten really badly, and I have proof that you were at the scene."

Ed wanted to deny it, but flashes of the assault came in before his eyes, he was scared, so he struck back. "I didn't mean to do any of that!" he protested, "I felt threatened by them, so I defended myself."

"I know you did Ed, I talked to one of the kids before I left to talk to you, he said that his friends were out of line," Sarah stepped slightly closer to Ed. Her movements were slow and deliberate.

"Then why are you coming to arrest me?" Ed demanded.

"Because Ed, I now know that you need help, I asked your friends about you, and let me tell you, they're really worried."

"But I'm fine." Ed answered, "I'm fine now. So you can go."

"Ed," Sarah said, "I think we can both agree that you aren't fine, I know what you're going through."

"No you don't," Ed accused, "you're just stalling for time."

"Ed, I got shot on the job, during a court hearing a few weeks ago. I healed up nicely, but I still am having nightmares and flashbacks."

"Not like what I'm experiencing," he said, "no one knows the ghosts that come in the middle of the night, their accusations, the guilt I feel knowing that I killed them."

"Ed none of us blame you for doing your job," Sarah said.

"They do," Ed said, "the ghosts blame me, they're there, waiting for me when I get off of shift, sometimes when I'm on shift, but this place is my only safe haven away from them."

"And Ed, that's not supposed to happen," Sarah said, while remembering her short courses in hostage negotiation, "you have post-traumatic stress disorder, you can get help for this. Your friends and family will be behind you every step of the way, but you have to put the gun down."

Tears were streaming from Ed's eyes, and he faltered, but still held the gun. "I'm a killer," he said, "I killed people. Can I ever forgive my self for that?"

"You're a hero Ed, that's what you are to me, that's what you are to the people who were once hostages. You rescued every member of your team, and now they're ready to rescue you, and I'm here to return a favor to you, because you aren't a killer, you're a hero. So why don't you put the gun down? We can get you the help you need."

Ed finally set the gun on the floor, and Sarah moved forward and got it, Ed had his hands on his head and an officer handcuffed them. They led Ed to an ambulance under Sarah's instructions. He was going to have to get help.

"I can't believe you did that Sarah," Captain Kelly finally said, he looked at the ambulance speeding off down the dirt road to the hospital.

"Well, there's a first time for everything," Sarah replied, she was shaking a small bit. It was the first time she actually negotiated someone down from aiming a gun at her.

"I'm going to contact the prosecutor,"

"Okay, I'm going to go contact Ed's family and team; he needs support after this, could you please urge the prosecutor not to press charges."

"I'll do what I can, but it's out of my hands,"

"I know that, I'll be at the SRU, don't expect me to be back for a few hours," Sarah said, she got into her car and drove off.

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"So Ed's in the hospital?" Greg asked as Sarah stood at the front of the briefing room.

"Yes, so he can get the help he needs," Sarah had told the whole story to the SRU team gathered there, and also a few new additions to the group, Wordy had picked up Sophie and Clark, and the department psychologist, Dr. Amanda Luria, was in the corner of the room listening intently to Sarah's description of Ed's behavior. Also, a past member of the team and now sergeant of team two, Roland Cray was in the room.

"Do you know what hospital he's at?" Dr. Luria asked.

"They transported him to St. Patrick's Memorial," Sarah said, "but I'm not sure if they're allowing visitors yet."

"Dr. Luria, do you have anything to add?" Greg stood at the front of the room with Sarah.

"As Detective Grimley said, Ed has post traumatic stress disorder. He needs everyone's support, for him to get through this," Dr. Luria said. A thoughtful silence followed afterwards.

"I'm going to check if they're allowing visitors," Spike said breaking the silence. He got out of the room.

"Okay everyone, let's just go home to our families and wait until we can see Ed," Greg ordered.

"I'm staying here," Sam said, staying seated. His claim was quickly backed up by several of his team mates, "This team is my family," he explained, "And I'm waiting here until I can see Ed."

"Okay," Greg said, he was also not ready to go to his empty apartment and wait out the night until Ed was ready to be visited.

At that word, the meeting ended and different members of the team went off to do different tasks. Wordy called his wife to tell her what happened, Greg chatted with Dr. Luria, Spike was on the phone contacting the hospital, Lou was talking to someone about prayer services and Sam and Jules were intercepted by an entirely apologetic Detective Lake.

"Look, Jules I'm really sorry," Detective Grimley heard Scott say

"The hell you are Scott," Jules snapped back and then slapped Scott.

Scott muttered something inaudible as he rubbed his now red cheek, but it sounded like, "I think I should go now . . ." and Jules answered, "Yeah, I think you should."

Scott slunk out of the building like a dog that had just been kicked. Detective Grimley turned to see Dr. Luria coming towards her.

"May I have a word with you?" the department psychologist asked.

"Sure," Sarah said, looking confused as to why the psychologist was going to speak with her.

"So, you determined Ed had post traumatic stress disorder," she said, "Can you tell me how you did that?"

"A long time ago, my brother was in the army, he was a sniper in his unit," Sarah began. "When he came back, I thought he'd be the same old kid he used to be, but he wasn't. He had a far away look in his eyes, like he was shell shocked, and he also couldn't even sleep through the night. I still heard his screams when he visited overnight." Sarah shuddered, "Then one day, I found him in the bathroom with a gun to his head, luckily, the police got there in time and talked him down. He was diagnosed with PTSD and I had to learn about it to help him get through."

Dr. Luria nodded, "Now, Sergeant Parker told me you were involved in a shooting a few weeks ago, do you want to talk about it?"

Sarah nodded; "Well . . ." she began.

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Ed sat on the bed, he was in the psychiatric ward of the hospital. They had started him on a few medications and he hoped that in a few weeks, he'd be out of the place and back home. He didn't even know if he would be allowed to go back to the team, or if he'd be punished for attacking the three kids.

He lied down on the bed and closed his eyes, he didn't feel angry at himself, or on edge anymore. He began to feel drowsy and moments later, he fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

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Only a few more chapters, detailing the aftermath of Ed's capture and also whether or not he gets charged w/ anything. Keep up the reviews! Thanks to Ace Bullets for faithfully reviewing since chapter 4! And uniquefreak202 who's the second most frequent reviewer. I know it's not exactly bunnies dancing in the meadows but it definitely is dramatic!