Jules squirmed and couldn't hold back an anxious whimper.

"Logan!" Greg tried to distract the man from his task. "Logan! You don't want to do this."

"Of course I do!" Logan replied with a sneer. "I have to make an impression, don't I?" He grinned evilly.

Greg shook his head. "Logan, please. Listen to me. I'll give you another interview, anything. Just don't do this." True he was reaching out the wrong way but this time nothing else mattered but Jules' safety.

Logan hesitated and looked at the bomb as he removed his hands from it.

"Logan, you're determined I can see that." Greg was using the man's need for attention and reassurance. "You're a good guy, you don't really want to hurt people. I can see that. You just feel a little ignored, right?"

Logan looked over at Greg, momentarily taken in.

"We can sit down maybe we can work something out - get us out of here and we can talk." Greg could see he was getting through.

Logan looked down at the bomb and then back up at Greg. "It's too late now, The bomb's been set," he shrugged and exited.

Once he was out of the room, Greg looked to Jules. "Jules, I don't think he knows what he's done."

If Greg was trying to make her feel better, he was doing a horrible job. She frowned slightly and looked up at him, tearing her gaze away from the red numbers still counting down, her eyes filled with worry.

"The team will get here, they will get here," Greg insisted more to reassure her and himself too.

There was a moment of silence between them and Jules took a long breath before breaking it. "There's this one thing I don't understand," she started. "He wants to prove he's the hero to the whole team including us?" she asked. She marked a pause and took a breath. "Either he's delusional, or we're disposable…"

"Guys! You got a call!" A beat. "For Ed!"

Ed looked over at Winnie and nodded. "Patch it through," he said and waited until it was connected. "Thomas Logan," he said simply.

"I guess you figured out who I am, then?" Logan's voice replied.

"Doesn't seem to bother you too much," Ed responded with a hint of bitterness.

Logan chuckled. "Then if you know who I am, why did you let me send you across the city?"

"Ed," Wordy warned in a soft whisper. "He's testing you."

Ed gritted his teeth and was about to snap a snarky comment but refrained from it under Wordy's advice. "I couldn't take any chances when you're threatening the lives of my friends," he responded calmly.

"Oh, they're your friends?" Logan replied sarcastically.

"Got them!" Leah announced as she moved over to Winnie's desk, Sam in tow. She was holding the plans in her hand.

Logan thankfully couldn't hear anyone's voices. "I tell you what, I'll let you come find us. Wouldn't you like that, huh, Mr. Lane?" he said the last part patronisingly.

Ed rose a finger to pause Leah and Sam and they stood behind Wordy, waiting until his call was over. Eddie couldn't let the man know they had his location already, especially since it was mere speculation still at this point. "What's in it for them if you do?" he asked, still composed and calm.

Logan chuckled. "Freedom?" he said smiling. "How about you just come get them... I'll let them go. But then that would be easy, right?"

"What do you want?" Eddie asked, growing impatient and cutting to the chase.

"Nothing, from you. Something from them... You have considerably LESS than an hour to find me or they all go bye bye." He hung up.

The phone call had just barely ended and already, Eddie had turned to his team. "Let's move!" he urged.

The team didn't need telling, they were already running for the vehicles. Spike and Wordy headed for the truck whilst Sam ran back to his SUV with Leah.

However, Sam paused before turning his head around to look at his Team Leader who was heading over to a third vehicle. "Ed, take the SUV with us."

"I'll be fine, let's go!" he simply said as he jumped in the other SUV.

Sam didn't like it but he obeyed, quickly sliding into the drivers seat.

As the vehicles roared into the street, Ed's SUV fell back slightly. "Guys! A little SUV trouble, you guys go ahead!"

"No, Ed, we need you!" Sam replied glancing at Leah and hesitated to bring their own to a stop.

"Sam! We're running out of time! GO!"

"Copy!" Sam sped up and roared off with the command truck in tow.

Eddie grunted in frustration as he tried to get his SUV to cooperate.

"Spike?" Sam simply asked, taking over Ed's lead, meaning for him to give them directions to reach the given location.

"On it!" Spike simply said.

After a long drive on a highway and then into small country roads, they came to what looked like an abandoned building. "This is it!" Spike called out.

"It's too quiet," Sam muttered as he brought the SUV to a full stop and clambered out. "Ed, what's your 20?" The silence was deafening. "Ed?" Sam asked before looking to the command truck. "Spike, you see Eddie?"

Leah and Wordy were out of their respective vehicles and moving to the back of the SUV to gear up.

"No," Spike replied as he tapped into his keyboard. "His SUV is still-" He cut off as a loud bang was heard.

They all froze momentarily, Leah and Wordy exchanged a worried look.

"ED!" Sam called out. "EDDIE!"

Again, the lack of response on the earpiece was unbearable.

"Guys," Wordy tried to contain himself. "We need to get inside."

Sam didn't register the man's voice but Wordy gripped his shoulder and spun him round to face him. "Sam! We need you!"

Wordy was right, they still had to get inside and find the other two. Sam hesitated. It was

too quiet. What if they had the wrong location? But then again if it was the right place, they needed to be ready. He closed his eyes for a moment, prying them to be in there. "Full protection," Sam gave an order trying to push down the fear and worry in his stomach.

Within seconds the team was ready and Spike pulled up the specs on the building. "Whole place is one floor, and a stairwell goes down into the basement. There's a couple of rooms in there. It seems to be a shelter, all cemented, no windows."

"Then that's probably where they're being held." Sam remembered the specs he had looked at before. "Be careful."

"Copy that," Wordy and Leah chorused.

"Spike, we need you with us," Sam said simply.

Spike nodded, grabbing his gear he looked to the Babycake that was set up behind him. "When we need you, I'll call you." Spike gave his robotic child an affectionate pat then slipped out of the truck.

Spike was beside his teammates within seconds, backpack on his shoulder and gear in his hand. He hid behind Sam, knowing he couldn't use his hands as they were full.

"Alright, we go in together," Sam said, looking at his team. He didn't know if they would turn out outnumbered, they couldn't afford to split up. "Let's go!" he urged them again and moved to the building. Soon they were barging their way through the front door. They quickly cleared the area and moved towards the back. The figure of a man with their back to them could be seen further away. "Thomas Logan!" Sam yelled. "Hands on your head and turn around slowly!" he called out as they quickly moved closer to him.

Logan turned, his hands up and over his head as commanded but a smirk was obvious on his face. "You're too late. You don't have enough time," he sneered.

"Leah," Sam simply said.

Leah stepped forward quickly grabbed and pinned down the subject, securing him before dragging him back outside.

Meanwhile, Sam beckoned to the team and they kept moving until their reached a set of stairs leading to the basement and began to descend.

Hearing sounds beyond the door, Greg glanced at Jules, willing her to hear the sounds too. It sounded like multiple and hurried footsteps and he could only hope it was the team.

"HEY!" Greg called out as the footsteps neared the door.

"Greg!" Sam shouted. As he recognized his Sergeant's voice, a feeling of relief ran through him. He kept on moving down the stairs quickly.

"Don't step through the door!" Greg warned. "Be careful!" He knew Logan had been in and out but unlike them, Logan knew where the mine was.

Hearing the warning, the team stopped and Spike kicked into action. Pulling out his detector, he slowly pushed the door open, careful not to step over the threshold.

"Guys," Jules said with relief in her eyes as the door opened on them. However, her voice was laced with worry and fear.

The first thing that caught Sam's eyes as the door opened was Jules wearing a timer bomb. He could feel Wordy tense up behind him and so did he, but it hit him on a much deeper level. His eyes locked with hers for a moment and she simply gave him a tight nod. Of course, they had ended their intimate relationship months ago, but it couldn't change how he felt and he still cared immensely for her.

"I'll be right there!" Spike assured as he got to work, marking out the location of the landmine. "Sam, Wordy. You guys need to back up!"

They obediently backed up, a bit anxious, Wordy grabbing Sam firmly forcing the younger man to step back. "Come on buddy," he said as he pulled him back up the stairs. Sam gave his teammates a last glance before moving along with Wordy.

"Get to Jules," Greg urged.

Spike shook his head. "I have to secure the mine first, boss." Spike continued to mark out the mine and it soon appeared that it was a square area around Greg with enough space for people to walk around it. "Got space but we need to make sure theres no other bombs around here."

Greg nodded. "He was walking around the room, there are only two. Hurry Spike," Greg urged as his eyes moved over to the timer that was below four minutes at that point.

Spike nodded, moving faster to secure the area but still being careful.

Soon he had worked out a path to Jules and quickly crouched down in front of her. "Hey," he said simply, trying to be calm but his eyes were screaming fear.

"Spike, you can do this," Greg murmured.

"Greg I-" he cut off.

"Spike, it's okay - focus," Greg said softly before looking to Jules.

Spike's hand began to shake and he paused, sitting back on his heels and staring at the bomb.

"Don't think about him Spike," Greg said gently, referring to Lou. "I know it's hard not to but right now we need you. Jules needs you. You can do this."

"The timer's ticking. I…" Spike stared at it as it continued to count down, now below two minutes.

"Spike! Stop second guessing yourself." Greg's voice cut through him.

"You've done this a thousand times," Jules added, looking straight into his eyes. "This time is no different, you hear me?" She needed him to do this, they both did.

Wincing at their words, Spike nodded then looking up at the timer again he grabbed some tools from his box and began to work.

Jules trusted Spike with her life - and at this moment she could say it was literally - but she couldn't help but have a slight frown on her features as she watched him work. She looked over at Greg who was staring right at her.

Outside, Leah held Logan tightly against the SUV. "Winnie," she asked.

"Yeah?"

"You located Ed?"

"His GPS has him in his SUV a block from HQ. Cops are on scene now."

"Is Ed there?"

"They haven't revealed anything yet," she said darkly.

Leah frowned slightly, hating this situation. "Did you send a team?"

"I did, they're on scene now. Waiting to hear news," Winnie replied.

Leah couldn't hold back a grunt which seemed to make Logan chuckle beside her.

"Now you know how good I am, huh?"

Leah lurched, pinning Logan back first onto the SUV and gripping his jacket as she got into his face.

Sam and Wordy came out at that exact moment. If Leah hadn't shoved the man into the SUV, Sam would have done it himself. Instead of telling her to back off, he walked closer to them and pinned him harder with his own forearm. "Listen, you little piece of shit," he started letting out all of the frustration he had gathered throughout the day. "Blowing up my teammates doesn't prove you're good at anything."

Logan just scoffed. "It proves you should've hired me."

"No, it means we are damn lucky we didn't hire you!" Wordy growled stepping up. The normally non aggressive gentle giant couldn't help but feel angry as his own forearm pressed against Logan's chest.

Now surrounded by three threatening SRU officers, Logan gulped. "You… You need me to disarm the-"

"No," Sam said, cutting him off. His eyes bore intensely into Logan's. "We have our own bomb expert."

"How do you know he's good enough?" Logan retorted with an air of pride and whimpered as all three pressed harder against his chest.

"Because he's just disarmed the timer," Spike said proudly over the earpiece. He still had to disarm both bombs but at least now, he wasn't against the clock.

A smirk appeared on Sam's lips and he made sure that Logan saw it. His little game was over now and he would be glad when his ass would be well locked up in jail. "Timer's down," Sam said in a low voice. "Is that good enough for you?" he added with a glare as all three officers stepped back but still at arms length.

"Don't celebrate yet, I still gotta disarm them both," Spike said quietly but he looked up at Greg as if seeking out some sort of comfort before resuming his work.

"How?" Logan asked in shock.

"Give me five minutes with that guy and I'll show him how," Spike growled, the frustrations inside of him bubbling up.

"Spike," Greg warned. "Focus."

"Copy." Spike knew he still had to do a lot to make it safe.

"Guys," suddenly came Eddie's voice over the wail of sirens and background noise.

Sam almost jumped when he heard him. "Ed! What happened?" he asked as he backed up from Logan's face, his attention now fully on his earpiece.

"I got out of the SUV to check the engine, stepped away to make a call and the whole thing blew up."

Wordy couldn't help but sigh in relief. "You alright, buddy?" he asked his friend.

"Yeah, just a few scratches as it sent me flying. I'll be fine."

"What happened to your comms?"

"Got smashed under the impact, Team two had to come secure the area before I could get comms back." A beat. "How are Greg and Jules?"

Sam exchanged a look with Wordy and Leah. "We found them," he said but there was something in his voice that told Ed it wasn't over. "Spike's working on getting them out."

"Out?" Ed's voice echoed but he needed no explanation. "I'm on my way." He wasn't going to stay back , the sound of engines could be heard and the team knew he had grabbed one of Team two's SUVs.

As Ed roared off in one of their SUVs, Team two members shared a look with each other. Eric shook his head. "We're still good, we have two more and the command truck guys. He needs to be there." He marked a pause as he watched the SUV drive off. "CSU have this place, we should head back."

"Hey boss," a constable said, stepping closer. "Check those guys out," he said nodding over Eric's shoulder discreetly.

The Team leader glanced back and noticed two guys looking strangely similar to the photos Winnie had sent them. He looked back to his team. "Team two, our suspects have decided to make an appearance. Let's go greet them."

As Ed told them he was on his way, Sam took a breath and started pacing around the SUV, impatiently waiting for Spike to work on the bombs. A sudden thought flashed through his mind.

"Winnie, get EMTs here immediately," he asked her, remembering seeing both Greg and Jules' injuries.

"Copy."

Time seemed to go slowly with silence in the air, then there was a click on the line. "Spike?" Sam asked looking up.

All three SRU officers had taken a few steps back to give Logan some air to breathe, and some space to reflect on his failure. "Spike?" Wordy echoed Sam's voice, a sudden worry as there were no sounds coming from the other side.

"It's okay," Spike murmured. "Jules, you're clear," he said standing and moving behind her to help her out of her binds, careful not to hurt her shoulder. "Get out of here."

"I'm not leaving," Jules said stubbornly as she brought her hands back in front of her, holding her right arm with her left hand.

"GO!" Spike urged firmly. Then softly, "Now, please!" A beat. "Only one man downrange."

Jules shot Greg a look and she frowned in worry, still shaking her head stubbornly.

Greg simply nodded. "Do what he asks, go Jules."

She pursed her lips slightly and her eyes moved from Greg to Spike. "Fine," she finally said and held her left hand up for Spike to grab.

Spike helped her up to her feet and led her safely through the path.

As Jules passed him Greg fixed her with a look and gave her a nod. "I'll be fine," he said softly. "It'll be okay."

Jules had to fight against the urge to touch Greg in any way, to jump into his arms and hold him in comfort but she didn't want to disrupt the pressure. She gave him a nod and once she was out of the room, she looked back at them both. "I'll see you outside," she said before giving Spike a nod and climbing the stairs.

Once she was out of sight Spike looked to Greg. "Sam, Jules' on her way up."

"Copy!" Sam headed for the doorway to meet her.

She felt like her legs would give up underneath her, the pressure of the entire day's events dropping at once. Almost. Greg was still in there. She knew he was in good hands but she couldn't help but worry.

Once Jules appeared Sam grabbed her gently, wrapping his arms protectively around her to guide her towards the approaching ambulances.

Allowing herself to forget her tightness for a moment, she let her emotions win over and leaned herself against Sam, his protectiveness a welcomed gesture.

Logan gaped. "How did…?" he started. Staring at the woman coming out, he failed to see a figure approaching until it completely blocked his view. Before anyone could do anything, Wordy and Leah had been brushed aside and Logan found himself in the grasp of Ed Lane.

"Remember me? I'm the guy who you sent across the city and back for nothing," Ed spat, holding him against the SUV, his face close to his. "And then tried to blow me and my teammates up."

"There's still your boss - Maybe your guy's not that good," Logan smirked.

Ed seemed to cut him some slack but it was only momentarily for him to take a swing and shove him against the vehicle with more force, holding his collar. "You wanna see 'good'?" he asked menacingly through gritted teeth.

"ED!" Leah and Wordy stepped forward ready to restrain him.

Ed took a breath and backed off unwillingly. He then jabbed an accusing finger towards Logan. "I'm not done, yet," he said as he took a few steps back, Wordy and Leah's hands on his shoulders.

The medic was checking Jules over, concentrating on her shoulder wound.

Sam sat beside her at the ambulance but remained silent as he kept a comforting hand on hers - not caring this time about who could see them - she needed comfort and reassurance after what she had just been through.

Jules locked her fingers around Sam's and then looked up at him. Their eyes met but she quickly looked away, avoiding his gaze, feeling the intensity in his stare.

Sam tilted his head slightly, seeking her eyes. "Jules," he started.

A sharp pain ran through her shoulder as the medic took off the bloodied bandage she'd had on for hours.

"Sorry," he said in a small voice as he kept on working, cleaning up the wound.

"Jules," Sam repeated.

She finally brought her eyes back up on him. She couldn't believe he was still there for her after she'd been so harsh with him, after she completely crushed him and told him they couldn't see each other anymore. Now staring into his eyes, she couldn't even find the slightest hint of resentment or anger towards her, just sheer concern and care.

"I'll be fine," she assured with a nod, her heart welling up. Truth was definitely she wasn't over him. Breaking it up had only been the right thing to do. "Thanks," she added after a moment.

"For what?" Sam asked softly.

Jules hesitated and squeezed his hand tight. "For being there."

Ed glanced over at Jules and Sam then back at Logan. "Leah, take Logan to the station and book him. Wordy go with her."

"Copy," Wordy said reluctantly before grabbing Logan and pulling him away. As they drove off, Ed's gaze moved over to Sam and Jules again, glad to see her out and safe. But he wasn't going to rest until Greg was out as well. "Spike, status?"

There was no response and Eddie shook his head, slamming his hands against the SUV he gritted his teeth - the waiting was killing him.

Suddenly there was a resounding boom that shook the entire ground.