Alison stared down the barrel of the gun. 10 years and here she was back in the moment that changed everything. She wouldn't beg like last time. She knew he wouldn't let her live.
"I have so enjoyed getting to spend this time with you." He pointed at her shackles in the corner. "But apparently you haven't."
"You're a monster." He pointed the gun at her shoulder and pulled the trigger. She jerked to her right at the last second, causing the bullet to graze her arm. Alison dropped to her knee's screaming. With her right hand, she clamped it over the wound to slow the bleeding. The beeping of the monitor speeding up as her heart rate increased. She did her best to slow her breathing, but the pain was blinding. He pointed the gun back at her stomach. Toward the scars from the first time, he shot her. His phone went off, and he pulled it out, cursing. He grabbed her, pulling her to her feet. He pressed the gun to her head. He backed up to the corner of the room.
"What are you doing." She said through gritted teeth. His hand snaked around her waist, holding her tight against him.
"It seems we have company." Alison listened to the sound of footsteps bringing her hope. The door opened, and Danny walked through the door. Her legs almost gave out at the sight of her older brother.
"Alison," Danny called out to her. The tear slipped down her cheeks. They had finally found her.
"Well, detective, what are you going to do. let me take Alison and get out of her or kill me and her." Danny looked into Alison's eyes, a tear slipping down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Al." The man laughed.
"Put your gun down, detective." Danny nodded, slowly setting his gun on the ground.
"Kick it over." Danny did as he was told, still kneeling in front of them. He stared at her, and she nodded as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her heart pounding in her ear. The beeping filling the air.
"Please don't hurt my family." Alison went lip dropping to the ground. Danny pulled his ankle gun, killing her captor. She scurried away from the body. Danny ran over to her. Her clothing was torn and covered in blood, both from her and her captor.
"I got her I need medical," Danny said into his radio. He reached out to touch her. Alison jerked back, her breath coming in gasps. He held his hands up, backing up slightly. "Hey kid, it's good to see you." Alison struggled to catch her breath. She ripped the heart monitor off, cutting the beeping off. She breathed in the silence that followed.
"I never….I never thought I'd…" He smiled at her.
"I know…Shh…I know." He looked over at the body. "You're finally free from him." The door opened. Mac and Flack entering with their guns drawn. They relaxed slightly at the sight of her. Mac walked over to the body, checking for a pulse before holstering his gun.
"Al, the ambulance is on its way. Do you think that we can take you to the hospital?" he asked her.
"What do you…" Mac cut Danny off, his eyes never leaving hers. She took in a shaky breath before nodding.
"But can I walk out of here?" Mac nodded, and Alison moved to get up. Flack and Danny moved to help her but then pulled up short. Not knowing what to do. "You can help me." She said, and they jumped to either side, gently taking her arms. Being carful not to touch her injured arm. Mac handed over his coat to help fight off the cold. The four of them slowly made their way down the hall, then up the stairs and out the door.
Alison's weak body preventing them from going very fast. But no one wanted to rush her. Alison stopped once they were out of the building, looking around them, a small gasp escaping her lips. "No."
"He had you in the building where the party was held." Flack explained softly in her ear.
"How did you find me." She finally asked. Her eyes were closed, and she breathed in the cold fresh air.
"Greg," Mac said. "Greg found you."
Erin and Linda were having lunch with Frank in his office. They were planning meals for the next few Sundays. Since the boys had Football games on Saturdays, Linda wouldn't be able to cook.
"I was thinking that we would make shepherds pie Sunday." Linda suggested after taking a sip of tea.
"Henry wants to make Greg's favorite in hopes of getting him to come." Frank shook his head. Danny had gone to visit him but hadn't given much information.
"I Just don't know what to do with him. He's just..." Baker burst through the door, cutting their conversation off. "I thought I told you" Frank trailed off, looking at her face. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Who died." His voice thick. She shook her head.
"They found her, Sir." Frank breathed out.
"How long did he keep her before killing her," Erin said, shutting her eyes. Baker waved her hands, smiling."
"She's on her way to St. Mary's." The three of them stood up.
"You mean…" Linda tailed off, not daring to hope.
"She's alive."
Greg walked back to his car while Adam finished up the paperwork. It was a small scene, and it took about two hours to clear it. A car pulled up, and Greg stopped spotting Jamie getting out.
"Hey, I thought…" the look on his face cut him off. Jamie ran over to him.
"They have her." Greg took a step back, taking in a deep breath. The shock taking over him. Adam ran over to him.
"What's going on," he asked, spotting the distress on Greg's face.
"They found Alison. I need to get Greg to the hospital."
Adam nodded, grabbing Greg's things.
"GO! I got this." Jamie grabbed Greg's arm pulling him to the car. They drove in silence. Greg took a deep breath.
"Is she alright." his voice was distant.
"From what Danny said, she was able to walk out of the building with a little help." Greg nodded, his breath coming in gasps. "Listen, I know this is going to be hard, but you have until we get there to pull it together. You weren't there when she first came back, and I don't want you pushing her." Greg nodded. His body was shaking. He needed to focus on the here and now. Glancing at Jamie, he asked the question filled his mind.
"Is she going to be alright?" Jamie took a deep breath.
"Danny didn't say." Greg looked out the window. Closing his eyes, praying she would be alright.