Line of Duty: Chapter 8: Comes Around
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The shot rang out, silencing the two shouting men.
Both of them looked down towards the bloody body that lay on the floor, now with one extra hole in his chest, that nobody wanted.
"You shot him Aaron, you big f*ck!" The man yelled, shoving Aaron's chest, making him step back several feet.
"Hey, it wasn't my fault, this is all on you Chris!" Aaron yelled, stuffing the gun in his pocket.
"What are we gonna do?" Chris said in a hushed tone, clasping his hands over the top of his head.
"I don't know! We have to get out of here! Now Ken is going to kill us for sure!" Aaron yelled again, grabbing his leather coat and throwing Chris.
"Wait, what do we do about the girl?" Chris asked, motioning towards Monica who sat tied to the chair, eyes wide, too shocked to move.
"Just leave her, by the time somebody comes in here, her, and they guy in the other room will both be dead, and no longer a problem." Aaron replied, opening the door.
"Whatever you say." Chris said, following Aaron out.
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The four friends stood in front of the old creaky building, wondering if it was safe to go inside.
"Are we going in?" Joey asked.
"Well, I guess we have to go-" Ross stopped talking as he noticed two rather large men walking out of the building, both looking like they had no idea where to go.
He wasn't the only one to notice, everybody else had seen them too.
"I'm going in!" Phoebe said, running towards the building.
"Hey, wait up!" Joey yelled, running after her with everybody else trailing behind.
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The room was dead silent.
Chandler was lying motionless on the floor, bleeding from the cuts and bruises that covered his body.
But blood had yet to come out of the bullet hole left in his chest.
Harry had heard all that had gone on out in the other room and, with all the strength left in his body, was trying to drag himself into the main room.
He finally reached to door frame and grabbed hold, pulling his entire body through the door.
"Chandler!" He yelled as his eyes settled on the man lying about ten feet in front of him.
He looked over to Monica who was still sitting there, looking down at her husband, or what was left.
After a long struggle, Harry managed to pull himself across the floor, reaching Chandler's body.
"Hey." He whispered as he shook him lightly in an attempt to wake him up.
Chandler moaned softly and slowly lifted his arms to his chest, motioning that something was wrong with it.
"Hold on buddy." Harry said as he undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing the bulllet proof vest underneath.
He pulled on the velcro straps at the top, wriggling it out from underneath Chandler.
The bullet hadn't gone through, it never touched him.
'Oh thank god' Harry thought to himself.
"You still with me?" Harry asked.
Chandler mumbled something in response which Harry took as a yes.
"Good, cause I don't know how much longer I will be." Harry said as a wave of pain flashed through his body, making him lay back down next to Chandler, his head landing on the ground next to Chandler's thigh.
He held his hand up in the air, which Chandler gladly grabbed on to as they both lay, inches from death, on the cold, hard, ground.
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Each of them had taken a floor, and Ross, Phoebe, and Rachel had finished before Joey, who had taken the largest floor.
They were all walking down the hallway to where Joey ran ahead, looking in each empty and fortunately, unlocked, apartment.
There was one room left to look in.
Joey slid the door open, happy, and shocked at the sight in front of him.
He backed out of the door, calling down the hallway to his friends, who were slowly making their way toward him.
"I found them!" He bellowed, which made the three people come running.
Joey ran into the room, immediately taking Chandler's side.
Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe burst into the room.
Ross went over to untie his sister while Rachel and Phoebe stared at Harry and Chandler in complete shock.
"Chandler?" Joey said, fairly loudly, shaking his arm.
Chandler slowly opened his eyes, looking up at Joey.
A smile slowly spread across his face. "Hey man." He whispered weakly.
"Ross call 911!" Joey yelled up to the man that was standing next to Monica.
He huridly pulled his phone out and dialed the short number.
Monica still sat on the chair, not sure what to do.
"You're gonna be just fine Chandler, just hang in there." Joey smiled down at his friend.
Rachel walked over to Harry, kneeling down by his side and grabbing his other hand, that wasn't occupied by Chandler's.
From the looks of things, Chandler had had it far worse than Harry.
Monica slid off the chair, crawling on her hands and knees across the floor.
She stopped next to Chandler's head and layed down on her stomach.
Gently, she put a hand on each side of his face, which caused his eyes to flutter open.
"Hey baby." She said in a small voice, begining to cry.
"I love you so much." Chandler whispered.
"Don't do that Chandler, you're going to be ok. We're gonna go back home, and everything is going to be right again." Monica pleaded.
"You won my heart Mon, and it's yours to keep." He said as his eyes began to slowly shut.
"Chandler no! Please!" Monica begged, lowering her forehead to his, crying softly.
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Sorry for the short chapter. One more chapter i think, then i'm done! Please Review! oh, and Happy Valentines Day!
By Reviewing, that can be your gift to me!
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The shot rang out, silencing the two shouting men.
Both of them looked down towards the bloody body that lay on the floor, now with one extra hole in his chest, that nobody wanted.
"You shot him Aaron, you big f*ck!" The man yelled, shoving Aaron's chest, making him step back several feet.
"Hey, it wasn't my fault, this is all on you Chris!" Aaron yelled, stuffing the gun in his pocket.
"What are we gonna do?" Chris said in a hushed tone, clasping his hands over the top of his head.
"I don't know! We have to get out of here! Now Ken is going to kill us for sure!" Aaron yelled again, grabbing his leather coat and throwing Chris.
"Wait, what do we do about the girl?" Chris asked, motioning towards Monica who sat tied to the chair, eyes wide, too shocked to move.
"Just leave her, by the time somebody comes in here, her, and they guy in the other room will both be dead, and no longer a problem." Aaron replied, opening the door.
"Whatever you say." Chris said, following Aaron out.
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The four friends stood in front of the old creaky building, wondering if it was safe to go inside.
"Are we going in?" Joey asked.
"Well, I guess we have to go-" Ross stopped talking as he noticed two rather large men walking out of the building, both looking like they had no idea where to go.
He wasn't the only one to notice, everybody else had seen them too.
"I'm going in!" Phoebe said, running towards the building.
"Hey, wait up!" Joey yelled, running after her with everybody else trailing behind.
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The room was dead silent.
Chandler was lying motionless on the floor, bleeding from the cuts and bruises that covered his body.
But blood had yet to come out of the bullet hole left in his chest.
Harry had heard all that had gone on out in the other room and, with all the strength left in his body, was trying to drag himself into the main room.
He finally reached to door frame and grabbed hold, pulling his entire body through the door.
"Chandler!" He yelled as his eyes settled on the man lying about ten feet in front of him.
He looked over to Monica who was still sitting there, looking down at her husband, or what was left.
After a long struggle, Harry managed to pull himself across the floor, reaching Chandler's body.
"Hey." He whispered as he shook him lightly in an attempt to wake him up.
Chandler moaned softly and slowly lifted his arms to his chest, motioning that something was wrong with it.
"Hold on buddy." Harry said as he undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing the bulllet proof vest underneath.
He pulled on the velcro straps at the top, wriggling it out from underneath Chandler.
The bullet hadn't gone through, it never touched him.
'Oh thank god' Harry thought to himself.
"You still with me?" Harry asked.
Chandler mumbled something in response which Harry took as a yes.
"Good, cause I don't know how much longer I will be." Harry said as a wave of pain flashed through his body, making him lay back down next to Chandler, his head landing on the ground next to Chandler's thigh.
He held his hand up in the air, which Chandler gladly grabbed on to as they both lay, inches from death, on the cold, hard, ground.
xxxxxx
Each of them had taken a floor, and Ross, Phoebe, and Rachel had finished before Joey, who had taken the largest floor.
They were all walking down the hallway to where Joey ran ahead, looking in each empty and fortunately, unlocked, apartment.
There was one room left to look in.
Joey slid the door open, happy, and shocked at the sight in front of him.
He backed out of the door, calling down the hallway to his friends, who were slowly making their way toward him.
"I found them!" He bellowed, which made the three people come running.
Joey ran into the room, immediately taking Chandler's side.
Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe burst into the room.
Ross went over to untie his sister while Rachel and Phoebe stared at Harry and Chandler in complete shock.
"Chandler?" Joey said, fairly loudly, shaking his arm.
Chandler slowly opened his eyes, looking up at Joey.
A smile slowly spread across his face. "Hey man." He whispered weakly.
"Ross call 911!" Joey yelled up to the man that was standing next to Monica.
He huridly pulled his phone out and dialed the short number.
Monica still sat on the chair, not sure what to do.
"You're gonna be just fine Chandler, just hang in there." Joey smiled down at his friend.
Rachel walked over to Harry, kneeling down by his side and grabbing his other hand, that wasn't occupied by Chandler's.
From the looks of things, Chandler had had it far worse than Harry.
Monica slid off the chair, crawling on her hands and knees across the floor.
She stopped next to Chandler's head and layed down on her stomach.
Gently, she put a hand on each side of his face, which caused his eyes to flutter open.
"Hey baby." She said in a small voice, begining to cry.
"I love you so much." Chandler whispered.
"Don't do that Chandler, you're going to be ok. We're gonna go back home, and everything is going to be right again." Monica pleaded.
"You won my heart Mon, and it's yours to keep." He said as his eyes began to slowly shut.
"Chandler no! Please!" Monica begged, lowering her forehead to his, crying softly.
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Sorry for the short chapter. One more chapter i think, then i'm done! Please Review! oh, and Happy Valentines Day!
By Reviewing, that can be your gift to me!