They rush the building with their guns drawn. It's just the four of them she didn't want anyone else involved. Everything seems quiet - too quiet. Despite the fear of what she may find, because she doubts it's going to be good, she gives the order to go without hesitation. Relief hits her like a ton of bricks when she sees blonde curls still standing, at least he's still alive. By his feet is a body she can smell the blood. He drops the gun and puts his hands up.
"Believe me I tried Lisbon, for you I tried, I'm sorry."
