Title: Un-Forgotten

Author: HAPPYBUNNY13

Rating: PG-13 (Swearing and mild violence in later chapters)

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Early Edition and never ever will. Got it?

Summary: Bostwick (Samuel Bostwick) is back and Gary is in danger.

Note: Chapter title gives it all away

Un-Forgotten

Chapter Five: The Rescue

"There is no use worrying about things over which you have no control, and if you have control, you can do something about them instead of worrying." Stanley c. Allyn

Crumb sighed. "Thanks for your time," Crumb said to the woman who owned the store.

"Sorry, I couldn't have been more help," said the woman with a shrug.

"That's alright," said Crumb. He gave the woman a half-hearted smile and walked out of the convenience. He wanted to help Marissa and Hazel. He liked them and considered them friends, but things were starting to look hopeless. No one had seen Hobson or Bostwick anywhere and he had checked all over Chicago.

He had to say he was worried though. He liked Hobson, he may have been annoying, but he liked him.

"Sir," said a voice behind him. Crumb turned around and saw a man walking toward him.

"Yeah," said Crumb.

"That guy you're looking for," said the man, "I've seen him. The older one that is."

"You have?" said Crumb. "Where?"

"There are these old buildings on the other side of town," said the man. "They're condemned so I thought it was strange to see someone else there."

"What were you doing there?" asked Crumb.

"I jog through that area," replied the man in his defense. "I thought it was strange seeing him there because I've never seen anyone else there so it stuck out in my mind."

"Can you show me where you saw him?" asked Crumb.

"I'm kind of in a hurry," replied the man. "I can give you the address though." He quickly wrote down the address and handed it to Crumb.

"Thanks," said Crumb as he put the address in his pocket.

"You're welcome," replied the man as he hurried off.

!&!&!&

Gary wanted to get up, but the pain was killing him. All he wanted to do was sleep. His mind drifted back to Bostwick's threat, and the fear forced Gary to sit up. He looked down and saw the cut was bleeding again. Gary looked around and saw the bandana lying a few feet away. He picked it up and pressed it down on the cut. He wince involuntarily at the pain.

"This is all my fault," Gary muttered to himself. "Those people got hurt because of me and if my friends get hurt it will be because of me."

!&!&!&

Crumb could feel the tension in the McGinty's office and he knew exactly why. He couldn't say he liked the young agent, but then again he couldn't say he didn't need the help. It seemed though that both Hazel and Marissa disliked the agent.

"Are you sure that's all you know?" McCain asked both Marissa and Hazel.

"For the last time," said Hazel not hiding the fact the young agent was irritating her, "yes."

"He's just trying to help," said Marissa.

"He hasn't had a case yet," said Hazel, "how the hell can he help?"

"I have had cases," said McCain, "and I wouldn't really be talking if I were you. I'm not the one who quit the FBI."

"How could you quit the FBI?" asked Hazel. "You've only been working for them for a week."

"Would you children stop arguing?" said Crumb. "I have a lead on where Bostwick."

"How come you didn't say that sooner?" asked McCain turning to stare at Crumb.

"You didn't ask," replied Crumb liking the agent less and less.

"You people really need to learn that I am in charge of this investigation right now," said McCain angrily. "The FBI sent me here to do a job and I intend to do it."

"Yeah," said Hazel, "but how well?"

"Better than you ever did," said McCain. "You see, I haven't let my partner die."

Crumb and Marissa were shocked at the younger agent's words, but Crumb was still able to predict her next move. Crumb grabbed hold of Hazel arm as it went back into a fist. McCain was a good four inches taller than Hazel, but he had no doubt that she would have been able to do a lot of damage to him.

"We don't have time for this Hazel," said Crumb.

Hazel pulled her arm out of Crumb's grip and glared at the agent.

"What's the lead?" asked Marissa after giving the agent and the ex-agent time to calm down.

"I ran into a man who said he saw a man matching Bostwick's description near these old abandoned buildings," replied Crumb.

"He repeats himself," said Hazel.

"What?" asked the agent looking at her. Hazel didn't reply.

"What are we waiting for?" asked Marissa as she stood up.

"My car's outside," said Crumb.

Hazel pushed past McCain and followed Crumb and Marissa out of the office. McCain sighed and followed too.

!&!&!&

Bostwick walked out of the building and over to the car he parked long the side of the road. He had hoped he wouldn't have to go in search of Gary's friends for a few days, but since the paper stopped showing up, he had to find them early.

!&!&!&

"Which one?" asked Hazel as she helped Marissa out of the car.

"He didn't say," replied Crumb. "I don't think he knew."

Hazel looked at the buildings and studied them carefully. Most of the doors were boarded up or shut tight. One building stood out. The door stood slightly ajar and boards were lying on the ground.

"I say that one," said Hazel pointing to the building with the open door.

Crumb nodded and the group walked toward it. They walked in through the already opened door.

"Which way?" asked McCain when he saw there were stairs leading both up and down.

"Marissa and I will go up," said Hazel. They left before Crumb or McCain could respond.

!&!&!&

Gary was trying his best not to fall asleep. He was cold and tired and he was having trouble ignoring the pain. His head lolled back against the wall again and this time, he didn't bother sitting up again. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Gary heard the door open and feared that Bostwick was back. He shut his eyes tight and covered the cut on his stomach with the bandana.

!&!&!&

"One last room to check," said Hazel as she turned the door knob.

"What if he's not here?" asked Marissa as she clutched her cane nervously.

"We're going to find him," said Hazel. Marissa heard the confidence in her voice, but was having trouble believing it.

Hazel opened the door and tried and failed to hold back a gasp.

"What is it?" asked Marissa nervously.

Hazel didn't reply. She simply pulled Marissa into the room and rushed over to Gary who was sitting against the wall. "What is it?" Marissa asked again.

"It's Gary," replied Hazel as she knelt down in front of him.

"How is he?" asked Marissa nervously.

"I'm not sure," answered Hazel. She set her hand on the side of his face and then pulled it back quickly surprised by the heat. Hazel sighed and set her hand back on his face. "Gary?" she said quietly. "Gary, wake up." She saw the bloody bandana on his stomach and gently took it off. She cringed at the sight of the cut and gasped involuntarily.

"What is it?" asked Marissa anxiously.

"He's got a bad cut on his stomach," answered Hazel. "I don't think it's very deep though."

Gary slowly opened his eyes and saw two blurry figures standing in front of him. He felt someone's hand on his face, but didn't feel scared about it. His vison cleared and he was able to identify the people in front of him. "Hazel?" he said weakly. "Marissa?"

"We're right here," said Hazel. "You're going to be okay. We're going to get you to a hospital and then we're going to get you home."

Gary nodded and then his eyes went wide with shock. "You have to get out of here!" he said nervously.

"What are you talking about?" asked Marissa scared by Gary's tone.

"Bostwick!" replied Gary nervously. "He's coming."

"Don't worry," said Hazel. "We're not leaving without you." She stood and reached into her pocket. "Damn! Forgot my phone." She turned toward Marissa. "I'm going to go get Crumb. I hope he has his with him."

Hazel helped Marissa over to Gary and Marissa stooped down in front of him. She took hold of Gary's hand and quietly talked to him trying to keep him calm.

Hazel left the room and rushed down the stairs. "Crumb!" Hazel shouted through the building. "Crumb! Where the hell are you, Crumb?" She heard someone behind her and turned around. "How come you didn't respond, Crumb?" Her eyes went wide when she saw who it was. Before she could even react, she felt a burst of pain in her head and she fell to the floor unconscious.

!&!&!&

"Crumb," said McCain, "someone shouted your name."

Crumb turned around and listened for a second. He heard Hazel's shout and sighed in relief. "I guess she found him," said Crumb. He and McCain started back upstairs when thy heard a soft thud. Both of them knew the sound of a body hitting the floor and hurried to where they had heard Hazel calling.

!&!&!&

"Marissa?" said Gary quietly.

"Yeah, Gary," replied Marissa.

"You have to get out of here," said Gary weakly. "You gu-guys are in danger."

"We're not leaving without you," said Marissa. "I can't see how badly you're hurt, but I can tell by your voice you're in no condition to be here. Hazel went to go get Crumb so we can get you out of here so don't worry."

"No," said a voice behind them, "Hazel is right here."

Gary looked past Marissa and saw Bostwick standing in the door with a knife to a disoriented Hazel's throat.

"I'm actually quite glad you two showed up here," Bostwick as he walked farther into the room. "Saves me the trouble of tracking you down."

"Let them go!" said Gary not caring how tired he was anymore. He struggled to his feet. The movement startled Marissa and she stumbled back a few feet.

"You see," said Bostwick with a smile, "that's what I was talking about. How you care about other people more than yourself." He pressed the knife into Hazel's throat.

"Leave them alone," Gary said taking a shaky step toward Bostwick.

"What are you gonna do about it?" asked Bostwick with a laugh. "Can't very well save them in the condition you're in, can you?"

Suddenly, there was a loud crack and Gary watched as Bostwick fell to the floor. Crumb was standing behind him with the barrel of the gun in his hand. Crumb had knocked the man out.

McCain helped Hazel up off the floor and Crumb hurried over to Gary who looked like he was going to collapse.

"You all right there, Hobson?" asked Crumb as he helped Gary sit back down on the floor.

Gary didn't answer. He was staring at Hazel. McCain was trying to get her to sit down, but she refused. She was holding her head with one hand and balancing herself against the wall with the other. "Is he okay?" asked Hazel.

McCain looked over at Gary and then back at Hazel. "I don't know."

Hazel gave her head a shake and walked over to Gary. "Give me your cell, Crumb," she said. Crumb reached into his pocket and handed the cell to Hazel.

"Gary, are you okay?" Marissa asked nervously.

All Gary could manage in response was a weak 'yes.'

"You're going to be fine, Gary," said Marissa.

Gary nodded and then rested his head on the wall behind him. He closed his eyes and sank into the darkness he had been trying to avoid.

!&!&!&

"He passed out," said Crumb.

"What?" asked Marissa. "He was just talking."

"The ambulance is going to be here as soon as possible," said Hazel as she handed the phone back to Crumb.

"So will the police," said McCain as he walked over to the group. "Is everyone alright?" he said that as he cast a glance at Hazel.

"We're fine," replied Hazel. "Right now, we have to worry about getting Gary out of here." She unconsciously rubbed her head.

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Done with five. Bye.