Sorry I've took so long to update, but I got a bit caught up in another fandom/pairing, by my profile you can probably tell which one. Oh and in case you haven't figured out, on Wikipedia Stevens name was originally listed as Porter (at the time I started this), so Porter is Stevens.
Somehow during the planning I manage to return to the cold calculating Alexandra Eames that everyone knows, hiding the tortured lover of a missing man persona that threatens to push through.
The drive is long and grueling, and my stomach knots and unknots several times before we arrive.
We pull up outside a pleasant looking yellow house, there are even flowers in the front yard, what a contradiction to all the gore inside.
Ross comes over to me, "You sure you're ready for this?"
I swallow and bite back the angry tears that begin to form, "Bobby would do the same for me."
I slip on my vest just in time to hear a gun discharge somewhere in the house. My first thought is "Oh my god, they killed him when they knew we were coming." that thought combined with the hormones causes a few tears to fall.
I brush them away, "Lets go." I say grimly before we take positions, guns drawn.
"NYPD, open up!" Ross yells before breaking down the door when it remains unanswered.
We enter and split up to check the house, me and Ross going one direction, Nichols and Porter in the other. Shouts of "Clear!" ring out at first. That's when it goes fatally wrong, the perp comes up behind me and Ross managing to take us off guard, specifically grabbing me around the throat before I have time to react. I expect him to put his gun to my head and demand something from Ross but he doesn't.
"Let her go or I shoot!" Ross demands pointing his gun at the perp. I prepare for the standoff, but that's not what happens in one cold calculating move the gun ,that in most hostage situations would be pointed at my skull, goes off firing into the brain of my captain, I can tell by the spatter ,some of which is now covering the front of my vest and my face, that he didn't make it.
Then as if remembering me again for the first time, he speaks to me "for the time being I need you alive. Trust me, you'll die with your partner, but not any sooner.
"So Bobby's still alive." I try to take a deep breath but end up retching when a small amount Ross's gore ends up in my mouth.
The perp jerks me roughly "We're going to see your partner."
Nichols and Porter choose this moment to show up.
"Eames..." Nichols begins.
"Don't" I caution as the perp prepares to shoot.
Too late, the perp aims the gun and prepares to fire.
I decided to leave a cliff hanger, being that if I wrote the rescue today I wouldn't be as motivated to update regularly, but this gives me reason.