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A/N: Thanks a ton to Kay, DCFanatic4life, kandiland, stratusskittles316, wwefanatic92, and KrystalBlaze-Jerikor (By the way, you are very forgiven, glad to see you back, girl!!) I am a very self-critical person, and the reviews helped out an awful lot. Thanks to all of you!! I am glad that you all enjoyed the last chapter.

12:00-1:00AM

12:00 Chris felt the bullet graze the back of his neck as he quickly jerked his head down to miss it. It was a ballsy move, and he hadn't even really been sure if it was going to work anyways. He closed his eyes to keep up the appearance that he was dead, and bit down to keep from crying out from the pain.

"You bastard!!!" Shawn was screaming. "You stupid bastard!!!" Randy merely smiled at him. He turned to Batista.

"Get him to the SUV, we're moving him."

"What about Irvine?" Batista asked. "When the cops get here-"

"When the cops get here, we'll be long gone at sea, and they won't have the slightest clue where to find us." Randy said. Chris bit back a smirk and ignored the blood that was freely flowing down his neck.

"The sooner we leave, the better." Flair said. Rebecca nodded. Batista walked over to Shawn and stood before him for a moment.

"If you try to escape, you will watch Stephanie die in the most painful way that your mind can imagine." He said, knowing that Shawn cared about his best friend's wife very much. More in a best friend way, than a romantic way, though. Shawn fought back the rage that he was feeling and nodded a little bit. Batista untied him from the chair and helped him up. Ric and Rebecca had already headed out the back way to get the vehicle. Randy was standing next to the front door, peeking out to see if any cops were here yet. Shawn walked slowly over to Chris and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

"I'm sorry about this, old friend. I hope that we meet again some day. I promise to look after Stephanie and the baby once I get out of this mess. And, if I don't, I know that Jay will. Rest in peace, man." He said before letting Batista lead him out to the vehicle. Chris had to bite back his tongue in order to not give away what he was doing. Once he heard the door slam behind him and the vehicle start up, he raised his head and looked around him.

"I'm sorry to make you suffer through this, Shawn." He whispered. Then he turned his head towards the front door, where sirens were quickly becoming audible.

12:09 Batista was tying Shawn's hands back together as the vehicle sped off and the police sirens became audible.

"Do we actually have Stephanie?" Randy asked, turning to Rebecca as Ric drove the SUV. She shook her head.

"I don't know, I was bluffing personally. He might've gotten to her, though." She said. Shawn opened his mouth to yell something, when Batista put duct tape over it. Shawn began to struggle against his bonds.

"Don't fight this, Shawn. Even if we don't have her right now, we're going to get her. Soon." Randy added.

12:12 The police cars pulled up right as Jay was stepping out of Regal's Explorer. Benoit, Regal, and Matt all followed out. One man immediately got out of the vehicle and jogged over to him. His blond hair was cut very short and he was not dressed like a policeman. He extended his hand to the men.

"I am Jack Bauer." He said. "Has anything happened sine you last called? Anyone gone in or out of the building?" He asked. Regal shook his hand.

"No, nothing that we saw." Jack nodded.

"All right," he said and jogged back over to the policemen, and pulled out the megaphone. He was about to start shouting into it when a voice was heard yelling from the inside. Four policemen ran up to the door, and Jack pulled out his gun. He nodded at the cops and then kicked the door in. He was very surprised and actually quite angry to find that the room was completely empty except for a screaming Chris Irvine.

"Mr. Irvine?" Jack yelled, jogging over to him.

"Bauer?" Chris asked. Jack nodded. He quickly kneeled and began to untie him.

"Where is the other man that was with you?" Jack asked.

"He's gone, they took him with them. They thought I was dead." Chris said. "I think that they're headed for the docks or something like that." He said as Jack finished. He grabbed Jack's hand with his good one and pulled himself up. He teetered a little bit before gaining his footing. Jack looked at his shirt, which was quickly becoming a darker shade of blue because of the blood.

"Why do you think that they were headed for the docks?" Jack asked.

"They said something about being long gone at sea. I figured that it was a pretty good assumption."

"It was. We need to get you looked at. By the way, some of your friends are here." Jack said. Chris turned to look at him.

"Who?" He asked.

"You'll just have to see." Jack said as the policemen deemed the area was all secure.

12:23 Jack helped Chris across the room and out to the ambulance, where Jay was currently being loaded into. Standing around the rear of the ambulance was William Regal, Chris Benoit, and Matt Hardy. Chris felt his jaw drop in spite of himself.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asked. They all turned, slightly disturbed smiles on their faces, but happy to see him nonetheless.

"Here trying to save your ass, Irvine." Benoit said, reaching out to embrace his friend. The briefly hugged before Chris was ushered to the back of another ambulance to get bandaged up.

"I spoke to Stephanie after-" Regal began, but Chris cut him off.

"Jesus Christ!! Stephanie must be worried shitless about me!" Chris said with sudden realization. He turned to Jack. "Do you have a cell phone on you?" he asked. Jack nodded and dug it out of his pocket.

"Want me to get your wife's number for you?" Jack offered. Chris nodded.

"Thanks." He said.

12:27 Stephanie picked up the hospital's room phone on its second ring.

"Hello?" she asked uncertainly.

"Stephanie?" Chris' voice came from the other end. Stephanie felt a huge knot being untied in her stomach.

"Chris, thank God, are you okay?" she asked. Chris smirked in spite of himself.

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. Just lost a little more blood, that's all." He said.

"Lost a little more blood?" she nearly shrieked.

"I got shot in the back of the neck, what else would you expect?" Chris spit out before he could stop himself. Talking about injuries to your wife could make her suddenly very hysterical and overprotective. Even more so if she was pregnant, or in this case, recently pregnant.

"Shot in the back of the neck?!" Stephanie yelled hysterically.

"I'm fine, Stephy, really. I'm still in one piece, I promise." He said. Regal had to turn away to hide the laughter that was coming to his face. He knew how Stephanie could be sometimes, as did Benoit and Matt. All three of them were finding this very humorous.

"You'd better be. How's Jay and Shawn, are they there with you?" she asked.

"Jay's getting loaded into the other ambulance, he should be your roommate soon, if you're not in the maternity ward. As for Shawn-"

"What happened to Jay?"

"Got a little roughed up." Chris said. "Shawn is still with them, but I think I might know where they are going, so I'm not going to be coming in with Jay. I'm going to ride along with Mr. Bauer, and we're going to bring these bastards to justice." Stephanie sighed irritably.

"I don't like the thought of you back with Flair again, if you even find him. You know what happened to us earlier today already." Chirs was a little surprised that she knew about Flair being one of them, but then guessed that someone had believed his message.

"Yes, I know, but I would go nuts sitting in that hospital room, waiting to hear something from Shawn."

"Like I have been, waiting to hear from you." Stephanie said coldly. This took Chris by surprise. He knew that she would want to talk to him and see him, but right now, one of their best friends was still out there. He was still captured and God only knew what they were doing to him right now. There would be a time for deciding baby names and getting back to their normal lives, but right now in the middle of the situation was not the right time to start.

"Stephanie, don't make this about you. I don't want to fight with you, I'm tired, we all are. I just want to go along and help with finding Shawn, otherwise I won't be able to rest anyways. You know how I am about this stuff. You're the same way. If you weren't in that hospital bed, then you would sitting here right next to me. No matter if I had told you to stay back somewhere or not." Chris said. He heard Stephanie sigh again. The sigh that signified that he was right and she knew it.

"I know Chris, I just…this day has almost been too much for me to take. I just want to see you again, to hold you. If you think that you can help them, then go." She said.

"Stephanie?" Chris said.

"Yes?" A silence passed between them. The paramedic that had been bandaging Chris' neck and hand up told him that he was finished.

"I love you." He said. "I love you and I promise that I will come back. We'll name our son, go home, and just be us. We'll hang out with our friends and have a good time, and forget about all of this okay? I promise that we will." Stephanie felt a tear roll down her cheek.

"Just make sure that you get your ass back here soon." She said. Chris nodded, although she couldn't see it.

"I will." He said and disconnected them. Stephanie put the phone back in its cradle.

"I love you." She whispered to the empty room.

12:37 "Ready to go?" Jack asked as Chris handed him the cell phone back. Chris nodded.

"Yeah, let's go." He said. Then he turned to William, Benoit and Matt. "You guys coming?" They all nodded.

"We can take my car." Regal said.

"Give me the keys." Jack said, and Regal tossed him the keys as they headed over to the Explorer that Regal had rented.

"Chris, did they happen to mention which dock that they were headed to?" Jack asked him as they all piled into the car. Chris shook his head as Jack started the vehicle.

"No." he said, grabbing the back of his neck for a moment, as if he was checking to make sure that it was still there.

"How many were there?" Jack asked him.

"Four. Three men, one woman." He said.

"One woman?" Matt asked. Chris nodded and turned to him as Jack pulled the vehicle out of the lot.

"Yeah, Shawn's wife."

"Shawn's wife?" Benoit asked incredulously. Chris nodded again.

"Rebecca." He said. "Not to mention Ric Flair, Dave Batista, and Randy Orton."

"The remaining trio of Evolution." Regal commented.

"How many were in Evolution originally?" Jack asked.

"Four." Matt said. "Paul Levesque made up the last member. Although, most people find it easier to call him 'Hunter'." Chris nodded.

"That's almost what he was-a hunter." He said.

"At least until he pulled a suicide bomber attack and blew up the hospital that you and Stephanie were at, right?" Jack asked. Chris looked at him for a moment, a blank expression on his face.

"I've done my fair share of research on you, Chris Irvine." Jack said, glancing over to meet his eyes for a second. Chris lowered his gaze.

"Stephanie told you about that day, didn't she?"

"Actually no, she told me to look it up, said it would save me a lot more time, which I suppose is true." Jack said. "She thought that there might be a connection between that day and today. Much like there was last time." He said. Chris saw a flash of a memory that he had long buried. He saw the car spinning again, and felt sick to his stomach.

"Last time." He echoed quietly.

"Did you know the maiden name of the woman that was killed in the accident?" Jack asked him. Chris brought himself out of his momentary haze.

"No." he said. Jack sighed.

"It was Levesque, the same as your friend's." He said. Chris felt his jaw drop open in pure shock.

"What?!" He stammered. Jack nodded. Chris felt the world around him begin to spin.

"Apparently, your Hunter friend had a sister that was quite a bit older than he was." Jack said. She was forty-three when she died, and Hunter would've only been…thirty-one." Chris shook his head. He'd read every single article that he could get his hands on about that accident, and not one of them had had that information in them. What could he do about it now? Too little, too late, as the saying went. It certainly explained Hunter's actions a lot better, but why had he not yelled something about it? Why not scream that Chris had killed his sister?

It didn't make any sense to him.

Not much did anymore.

12:57 Stephanie sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. She hadn't meant to sound like a selfish, ungrateful snob on the phone, but dammit, she wanted her husband! He'd been kidnapped and tortured, and she wanted to make sure that he was physically and mentally okay. Hell, she wanted to ease her own mental pain by just hugging him. She knew that what he'd said about her was true. If she didn't have this bed to slow her down, then she would be out there riding around with him. She shook her head. She and Chris weren't very different when you thought about it, and it was kind of scary to admit.

As that thought was finishing up inside her head, a man entered her room, pushing an empty wheelchair.

"Time for your bath, Mrs. Irvine." He said cheerfully. Stephanie gave him a look.

"Are you the one who gives the baths?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No ma'am, I just transport." He said, and came over to help her out of the bed. Stephanie still didn't trust the man completely, but what could you do? She got up out of bed with the orderly's help, and sat down in the wheel chair.

"If my husband happens to call, you'll let me know ri-" Stephanie was cut off by a hand slapping a cloth over her mouth and nostrils, filling her nose with a scent that was both sweet and stung at the same time. She tried to break free of the man's grip, but he held her far too tightly. After a few more seconds, she fell limp against the chair.

12:59 "I doubt if your husband's ever going to call you again." He muttered.

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