Backstabbers: Chapter 10

Disclaimer: Still own the same stuff...which sadly isn't Miami :(

A/N: I'd just like to take a moment to thank everyone who's been following and supporting this story. We're nearing the end soon so I'd like everyone to know they are very much appreciated.

Also thank you everyone for your understanding and patience with me. I know my updating speed is near-disgraceful but you've all been so accepting and kind. Thank you all sincerely.

Now, on with the story :) I bet you've all been dying to read what happens next ;)

Overwhelmed with shock, Amy Brown felt like a prisoner in her own body. She knew she should be running for her life, getting as far away from that gun-wielding boy as she could. She knew she should be calling the cops – trying to get help for the CSI who saved her life, the one she left behind...

But she just couldn't move.

I-I-I need to help her, she saved me; I can't leave her with that maniac!

As much as she wanted them to, Amy's knees didn't move from her chest. Her body remained in its fetal position sitting against the lonely corridor wall despite her wishes.

She was paralysed with fear.

Oh God, she wailed internally, a quiet sob escaping her lips. He was going to kill me!

With shaking hands, Amy weakly wiped the tears that rolled down her cheeks, all the while knowing she couldn't stop the constant flow of guilt from escaping her eyes.

I shouldn't have ran, he's gonna kill that cop!

Rocking back and forth, resting her forehead against her knees while wrapping her arms around her legs. Frightened sobs escaped her. Amy didn't even try to control her shaking, her mind was too frozen to try command her trembling limbs.

Someone please... she glanced up and down the lone corridor, biting her lip as a shuddering sob racked through her.

Someone please help!

Running as fast as his feet would carry, Ryan Wolfe tore through Miami Dade General like a tornado. The store room – according to the signs at reception – was only around two more corners.

Hang in there Nat, he begged silently, rounding a corner with a fiery determination.

Eyes widening, Ryan took in the sobbing nurse curled up and shaking. Slowing himself, he approached carefully, kneeling down while scanning her quickly for any injuries.

Thankful when he found none, Ryan spoke with care.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

Snapping out of her teary trance, the nurse looked to him, panic melting into relief as she noticed his badge.

"Please-" he heard her whisper timidly, "Please help me."

Brow narrowing with concern, Ryan looked up and down the corridor, searching for a danger that was not there.

"I'm with the MDPD, I'm an officer," he explained, quickly earning the nurse's trust. "What happened?"

The young nurse swallowed thickly, looking up into his eyes. "He-he-he had a gun! He was going to kill me! If she didn't help me I would be...be...dead."

Breathing short, erratic gasps, the nurse missed the look of horror dawn across Ryan's features or his sudden ridged posture. Through watery and red-rimmed eyes, Amy Brown heard herself.

Thank God!

The wall of brown shirted hospital security was like a divine intervention to the young nurse.

Recovering from his panicked thoughts, Ryan signalled one of the officers with a stiff nod, indicating Amy. Once the young man approached, Ryan began speaking rapidly, hasty to go find Natalia.

"I need you to take her back down to reception and call Lieutenant Caine-"

The sharp echo of a gunshot cut Ryan short, his eyes shooting wide as he leapt to his feet and raced past the mass of security guards to the storage room.

Oh God, he gasped slightly at the door, inhaling the sickly filmier mix of metallic gun-powder and coppery blood.

With a nod to the officer on the opposite side of the door, Ryan entered, horrified at when he saw a body lying lifelessly on the ground.

The silence was killing him.

Say something, he told himself, we can't just stand here forever...

Sighing deeply, Ryan pushed himself away from the wall where he had been leaning, un-folding his arms from his broad chest and approached the waiting room seats.

She glanced up at him, though immediately dropped her gaze to the floor, falling back into her silent trance.

Crap, he thought, he knew he had to say something, but he couldn't think of anything that could make Natalia feel better.

"Hey," Ryan breathed softly, only receiving a small grimace in return. Sighing, he slipped into the seat next to her, resting his forearms on his knees and leaning forward.

Natalia still wouldn't meet his gaze.

"The, eh, doctor said Chris' state was depleting by being kept in that room." He hoped to see a reaction, wishing he could help ease her stiff, tense, cast-down stare.

"They said if you hadn't of found him, he'd have no chance." Still earning nothing in response, Ryan placed a soothing hand in Natalia's and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

He smiled slightly when he felt a small grasp in return, thanking him.

"You saved his life Nat." He said sincerely, focusing closely for any change in her eyes or face. If anything, Natalia's gaze seemed to grow sadder.

"By shooting an eighteen-year-old kid..."

She had spoken so low and so quietly that at first, Ryan thought he didn't hear right. However, when Natalia had finally looked up into his eyes, the misery and guilt was clear.

He opened his mouth to speak, but it quickly slipped into a grimace as he tried to come up with something comforting to say.

As he came up short Ryan could only look into Natalia's eyes, knowing that her distant gaze was reliving the shootout.

Awwww, I can't help my RaiN moments ;) They just rock so much on the show, I gotta write them :)

Also, next chapter will open with Natalia's flashback, just for those curious about what happened ;)

A/N #2: I've just noticed this particular scene (all within the hospital) has lasted 4 chapters now. I am sorry if that seems like a slow pace, but at this moment in time there is no clear future for this story.
I know the direction I want to go, but the best road for you all is still unclear :(

With little time to consider which path to take, I'm sorry for updates being scattered and short, I promise that will change :)

Till next time :)

- Mel out ;D