A/N: So far this story has focused on Arizona, and we don't really see Lynzee unless she is with Arizona. This chapter will have us following Lynzee.
"Okay, be careful." Lynzee read on her phone from Arizona. She put her phone away. It was time to focus. "What do we know so far?" Lynzee said looking up. Lynzee was riding in a black Chevy Tahoe with Josh and two other agents, Alicia and Gary. The four were speeding through downtown Seattle making their way to the Federal Courthouse building.
"We have reports of a man and woman storming the courthouse loaded with assault rifles and backpacks," Gary explained. "We're unsure if the backpacks are carrying extra ammo or IEDs. We're also unsure of how many hostages they have. Sounds like a repeat of San Bernadino, except these guys aren't fleeing."
"What's the plan then?" Alicia asked.
"We meet up with SPD on scene, see if they have any new information. Then we take over. This is our jurisdiction. Homeland is meeting us there, but we have point."
Josh suddenly threw up into a bag he had waiting in his lap.
"Ugh, really Barnett?! Every time, I swear!" Alicia yelled.
"I can't help it! My adrenaline gets pumping and I lose my breakfast," Josh explained.
"Barnett," Lynzee said. Josh looked back at her, and she tossed him some gum. "You have puke on your chin."
"Thanks," Josh said wiping his chin and popping a couple of pieces of gum in his mouth.
The SUV pulled up to the Federal Courthouse which was already surrounded by several local, state, and federal agencies. Lynzee and the other agents stormed out of the vehicle and met up with other FBI agents as well as the Seattle Police Department. As the FBI agents were discussing information and strategy with local police, an explosion from inside the building went off. All the agents and officers grabbed for their guns instinctively and aimed them towards the building.
"Jesus!" Josh yelled.
"We need to get in there!" Lynzee shouted.
"We don't have a negotiator yet," Gary explained.
"They don't want a negotiator, Gary! They're going to kill all those hostages whether we sit back and play it safe or go in there guns blazing, and for all we know, the hostages are dead already anyway. This has ISIS written all over it. They picked a Federal Courthouse for a reason. They wanted to take out as many law enforcement folks as they could. I say we play off like we're going to send in a negotiator and infiltrate."
"Alright, and what if they have bombs?" Gary argued.
"We have footage from exterior cameras, right? Pull it up." The group looked at the footage of the two suspects entering the Federal Courthouse and analyzed the footage. "I think we can all agree they probably both probably have suicide vests on."
"I'm with Miller," Josh chimed in. "We go quiet, take our chances, try to take them out before they have a chance to use any bombs if they've got 'em."
"There's what, two of them?" Alicia scoffed. "We got this."
"Alright," Gary reluctantly agreed. "I'll have a second team follow you in sixty seconds behind you. You be quick, but quiet, and efficient."
Josh, Lynzee, and Alicia led a team towards the parking garage which sat under the building and made their way into the courthouse. Once inside they could hear isolated gunshots every couple of seconds, and then a barrage of gunshots. It seemed most everyone who could have fled was already out of the building. When the FBI agents finally made it to the same level the suspects were on they found a blood bath.
"Fuck, I hate being right all the time," Lynzee whispered into her radio.
"What the fuck?!" Josh whispered back. Josh motioned for Lynzee to take a look at what he saw. Four other men wearing Federal Protective Services gear were standing along with the suspects armed and at the ready.
"Shit!" Lynzee cursed. "They had people on the inside. God damnit, fucking, son of a bitch."
"Okay think," Alicia said. "What's their motive?"
Lynzee regained her focus. "They want us to think they have a bunch of hostages. They want us to storm in here so they can take out a bunch of law enforcement. They have no end game, they don't want to live through this. We have to take them out." Lynzee said.
"There could be more of them here than what we just see," Josh said.
Lynzee met eyes with Josh and Alicia and the rest of the agents, "Alright, everyone pull out."
"I'm not going," Josh protested.
"Me either," Alicia said.
"Alright, spread out, and quiet," Lynzee reluctantly agreed. "When we go hot we go hot together. We'll have to make different marks. Alicia you take the chick, Josh you take the guy, and I'll start picking off FPS guys. Shoot to kill on the two suspects, try to keep the FPS guys alive I want them talking when we're through."
The three moved around to different points of the building, able to get a higher vantage point on the suspects.
"I'm set," Josh said.
"Ready," Alicia stated.
"On my mark. Three, two, mark," Lynzee said.
There was a barrage of gun fire and several of the suspects went down before they realized where the shooting was coming from, and then the bomb went off.
Earlier back at Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital, patients started coming into the trauma center with gunshot wounds and other injuries from fleeing the scene. Arizona tried to keep busy with patients, but felt herself drawn back to the television repeatedly between patients to see if there was any update that the event was over. She knew even if shooting didn't last long, Lynzee was bound to be busy even after it was over, but she still kept reaching into her lab coat to look at her pocket to see if she had a text from Lynzee that she didn't hear over all the commotion. There was no text messages though.
As Arizona paused in front of the television for a second the news reported had just said an explosion had just been heard from inside the building, but it was unclear if the explosion had been caused by law enforcement or by the suspects. Arizona decided she had to stop watching the television. She had to find a surgery to get involved in to keep her eyes and mind off of negative thoughts. Arizona caught a break and found a twelve year old girl who needed surgery and quickly found herself scrubbed into an OR.
When the second explosion went off, several text messages and alerts started going off on the nurses' and doctors' phones who were in the OR with Arizona. "What is it, what happened?" Arizona demanded.
"There was another explosion," Dr. Cross said. "It leveled the building."
Arizona looked up and took a breath. Just because the building had blown up didn't mean Lynzee was in it, Arizona thought. But then why did she have such a bad feeling. Regardless Arizona knew she had to focus on her patient. She put her eyes back down on her patient. "Dr. Cross, can you look at my phone and tell me if I have any messages?"
Dr. Cross checked Arizona's phone, "No, nothing Dr. Robbins."
When Arizona got out of surgery an hour later she immediately headed back down to the television looking for an update. She gasped when she saw the damage of the building. Arizona had enough, she was going to call. She pulled out her phone and tried dialing Lynzee but all the cell phone towers were jammed with activity. "Damnit."
Back at the courthouse it had been a couple hours since the bomb had gone off. When Lynzee regained consciousness she couldn't see anything, she heard what sounded like Alicia screaming, she couldn't move, and she was in pain.
"Alicia!" Lynzee yelled. Alicia continued to scream. "Alicia!" Lynzee tried yelling again but Alicia still didn't respond. "SHUT UP!" Lynzee yelled and the screaming finally settled down to only a whimper. "Jesus," Lynzee said quietly to herself. "Alicia, is that you?"
"Oh, God. I think I'm dying," Alicia answered.
"What's your situation?"
"I've been impaled with a piece of rebar." Alicia started screaming again.
"Alicia! ALICIA!," Lynzee yelled again as Alicia settled down again. "You're in shock. Just, try to relax your breathing, don't think about the rebar. Are you hurt anywhere else? Have you heard from Josh? Can you reach anyone on your radio?"
"I don't know. Oh my God, we're going to die."
"Hey! Shut up! We're still alive right now, just. You need to hold on. Focus, have you heard from Josh or anyone outside?"
"I think Josh is dead."
Tears welled in Lynzee's eyes. Josh had become like the brother she never had. He was her best friend at work, and had become her closest friend she had met in Seattle besides Arizona. "Shut up. SHUT UP! JOSH! JOSH WHERE ARE YOU?! CAN YOU HEAR ME!" Lynzee was suddenly becoming a little hysterical at the thought of having lost her friend. Lynzee started coughing violently from all the yelling and could taste blood. She couldn't see the extent of her injuries but knew that probably wasn't good. "Fuck."
Back at the hospital, Arizona was starting to lose her patience with everyone she came into contact to. She had a gut feeling something wasn't right. The phone lines were still jammed and Lynzee hadn't responded to any text messages, so Arizona wasn't sure if she wasn't getting them or if she was and couldn't respond or what was going on.
"Arizona," Kepner said dragging her down the hallway. "You're coming with Riggs, Dr. Hunt and I. We're going downtown to see if we need to treat anyone in the field."
Arizona was grateful to be able to go downtown, it was just where she wanted to be, maybe she would see Lynzee and know that she was okay. She was confused though, unless there was an abundance of children or pregnant women, she wasn't sure why Dr. Bailey would have selected Arizona of all people to go work in the field with Dr. Hunt and Kepner.
"Wait, why me?" Arizona stopped looking at Kepner. Kepner knew something and wasn't telling Arizona.
"Arizona, we just heard on the news there were some FBI agents who had just entered the building shortly before the bomb was set off." Arizona started to collapse to the floor, but Kepner caught her. "I'm not taking you there as a doctor."
It was starting to get dark and rain had started to drizzle down onto the ruins of what was left of the court house. It had become quiet. Lynzee had slipped into and out of consciousness. When she came back into consciousness again she couldn't hear Alicia anymore. Lynzee wasn't sure if this meant Alicia had slipped into unconsciousness too or if she was dead. Lynzee felt alone. If she could just move her arm she could try to find something to make noise with to let people know she was still alive, but she was pinned. Suddenly, Lynzee heard distant moaning. It wasn't Alicia this time.
"Josh?! Josh is that you?!" Lynzee started to get excited.
"Miller," was all Josh said back faintly.
"Josh! Come on, Josh wake up. Wake up! Keep talking to me."
"What happened?" Josh asked. His voice was faint as if he wasn't all there.
"Nothing good. Can you move at all?"
"I don't know. How long have we been in here?"
"I'm not sure, maybe a few hours?"
"What about Rodriguez?"
"She was talking to me before, but ... I'm not sure now."
"I don't think I can move."
"It's okay, just ... just stay with me."
Arizona, Kepner, Riggs, and Dr. Hunt arrived at what was left of the courthouse, and realized the gravity of the situation. Dr. Hunt ran up to the Emergency Operations Center and found Gary who explained what was going on.
"We have five agents missing," Gary began. "We sent a team in shortly before the explosion happened, but some of them made it back out. We haven't been able to reach any of them to know their status."
"What about Agent Miller?" Arizona said stepping forward.
Gary met Arizona's eyes with deep concern, "Agent Miller led the team into the building."
Arizona immediately began crying as Kepner and Riggs tried to console her.
"She's also the one who made the call to evacuate most of the agents out before the explosion happened," Gary continued. "She probably saved a lot of lives."