Disclaimer-No one belongs to me. Not even Frank. (WAH!) Any original characters are mine though.

Summary-Frank and the team are assigned to protect a witness to a crime and they get more than what they bargained for.

Author's Note-I can never stop saying this but...THANK YOU DEANA!! Thank you so much for betaing this. It means so much to me (sniff) Be easy on me for this is my first attempt at UC.

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Witness

A young girl ran through the streets, hoping she would not be noticed. She ran into an empty building and carefully walked up to a window. The glass was broken and she carefully looked out it, making sure that she wasn't seen.

In the alleyway, she saw several men standing in a circle. They were surrounding two people they'd recently dragged into the alleyway. The two were pleading for their safety.

"Please, don't hurt us!" the woman pleaded.

"Let me think…no!" replied one man.

He appeared to the young girl as the leader of the group. Her eyes narrowed in mild confusion as to what was going to happen next.

The men laughed as they circled the two before the leader gave the signal to attack. The man and woman were quickly beaten, making ters fall down the girl's face as she .

After a few tense moments, the men stopped what they were doing and the leader stepped forward.

"This will be your last moment on this Earth," he laughed.

He pulled out a gun and carefully aimed at the man and the woman. He fired two bullets, hitting the two of them in the head.

"They won't know who did this. They have no clues that would lead them to us!" the leader laughed.

The young girl was watching in awe as she gazed upon the scene until she stepped back and tripped over a large rock. She fell to the floor with a thud.

The group heard the noises coming from inside the supposedly vacant building and the leader looked in the same window she'd been looking out of. He carefully looked over the floor before he came to the young girl lying on her back, obviously scared.

"Guys, we have a small problem here that needs to be fixed. It will be easy to remedy," he said.

He menacingly headed towards the girl. She began to crawl away from him until she quickly climbed to her feet and ran away; the men following close behind her.

"Get her! She is the only one who can positively ID us!" cried the leader. He stopped and let the men run past him, after the young girl. "Kill her and bring me her head once she's dead!" he yelled.

The young girl ran through the streets, rushing by some people, bumping into others. They all looked at her with anger in their faces.

"What do you think you're doing, you punk?" cried one.

"Watch where you're going!" cried another, waving her fist at her.

She ignored all the shouting and screaming that was aimed at her along with the violent tempers that sometimes joined them. She looked back to see that the men were slowly but surely catching up with her. She quickly glanced from side to side and soon spotted a hospital. She quickly headed for it. The men saw this and started to slow down, watching her run inside.

"We can't get her now. She'll have to come out sometime. We'll have to get her once she does," one man said to another.

"What are you thinking? The boss wants her dead! Let's see if we can get her before she spills it to the cops!" replied the other.

"And risk getting caught? Yeah right," the first replied.

He turned around and began to headin the opposite direction. The other man reluctantly followed him back to face the wrath of the boss.

"What? She went into where again?" the leader demanded.

"She went into a hospital boss. We couldn't go after her because of the number of people there. We couldn't have possibly done it without someone seeing us!" one man explained.

The leader turned away from them, putting his hands behind his back. The two patiently waited for him to say something.

"I understand why you did it. She will be dead, sooner or later, before she can really do anything about it. No one will know who did it or why. They haven't figured it yet after all," the boss finally said.

Suddenly, the man twirled around as he pulled out a gun and shot the two men square in the chest. They both fell to the floor, dead.

"If the hired hand can't do anything with a situation, do it yourself. That's what I've always said," he told himself.

He blew across the tip of the gun before putting the gun away.

He started to move away from the lifeless bodies before turning back to them. "Oh yes and one more thing. Sorry I lied," he said with a laugh.

TBC...