Bad Language
He fired a shot at Nick's right thigh before Nick even knew what was going on. Pault spun around and once he saw it was Nick down, he drew his gun. He made Michelle stand in front of him, blocking his body. Tony had pounced on Nick and taken his gun as well, they were now in a stand off with each other.
"Give it up Pault, you've got nowhere to go."
Tony could tell finally that Pault was nervous because his voice had become a little shaky. "Yeah and you've got everything to lose. Back off Tony."
Pault knew he couldn't shoot Michelle because then Tony could go for him. As long as he had Michelle there was no way Tony would risk firing at him if there was a chance he could hit her instead.
Michelle hated having Tony just standing there so open, he was a sitting duck for Pault to take him out. "Tony please move, don't do this." Michelle's words were crippled with tears.
"Chelle, I promised you that you would be ok, that you are safe with me. I'm not going to let you down."
A gun fire went off and Michelle wasn't even sure who had fired. She stared at Tony, he was just standing still with no expression on his face. Michelle was confused. Suddenly Tony raised his hand to his chest . His face turned pale within seconds and his eyes were shutting. "Oh My God Tony......TONY!!" She watched him fall straight down onto his back. The realization of what had just happened was more than Michelle could handle. She passed out.
Pault felt Michelle's body go limp in his arms, he saw that she was unconscious so he let her body just fall to the ground. He laughed, looking at their two bodies, he felt proud that he had defeated them. He would wait until she came too and then he would kill her too. He preferred the idea of being able to watch the horror in her eyes when he did it. He walked over to Tony and kicked his feet, nothing. He kicked his lifeless body as hard as possible right on the side of his stomach, nothing. 'Wow' Pault thought to himself as he turned to go to Nick 'I must have hit him perfectly in the heart'.
Tony not only had the thin protective vest on under his t-shirt but he was also wearing a flak jacket. The bullet hadn't even made its way to his skin. Tony figured Pault would take a shot at him if he was in the open and slowly making his way to him. He was certainly running the risk of Pault shooting him in the head but he didn't have another option – it was only a matter of minutes before Pault murdered them both. At least with all the protection he was wearing he was completely confident to take a bullet anywhere between his hips and neck. The other beauty of all this was that Pault had seen Tony in just his t-shirt and didn't notice what he had on underneath. He obviously had no idea what a flak jacket was so Pault wouldn't think for a second that the bullet hadn't completely taken him out. Playing dead whilst he was kicked had been damn hard. He had to be so conscious of not even letting his eyelids move, he took the smallest, most shallow breaths hoping that his breathing wasn't going to give him away. His gun was half under his back, thank God Pault hadn't noticed it and taken it.
Pault was standing over Nick yelling at him. He just kept saying that because he'd been so fucking stupid as to have been hit he was now going to slow them down. Tony knew he had to take Pault out in the cleanest fashion. If he had it so the guy could think or function at all he might shoot Michelle who was still completely out of it just on the other side of the room.
Tony lifted the gun into both hands, opened his eyes, sat up, aimed and fired two bullets straight into Paults head. He collapsed to the floor immediately. Tony jumped up and went straight to his body and grabbed his gun. He wasn't going to leave even a 1 chance of Pault not being completely dead and trying to pull another stunt. He stood over him and fired another bullet straight into his chest. He turned the gun on Nick.
"Oh God, please don't kill me man. I'm begging you."
"Although he wanted to and he knew no one would blame him he knew killing an injured, unarmed man was not the right thing to do. He checked every inch of Nick to make sure he had nothing else on him and when he was satisfied he didn't he took Paults phone and called CTU.
"Hammond."
"It's Tony."
"Tony what is going on? You didn't call back with a location, we have looked everywhere....."
"I had to just say that shit because they had a gun at Michelle's head. I need you to send people to come get us. I have Pault dead and one of his men badly injured."
"And you and Michelle?"
"I'm fine. Michelle will need to go to hospital, she's pretty bad."
"What's the location?"
Tony turned to Nick, "Where are we?"
"Are you going to kill me?"
"If you give me the wrong address or fuck with me at all, I will kill you. If you do the right thing I won't touch you."
"32 Leemans Drive, Beverly Hills."
Tony repeated it to Hammond and told them to hurry up. Hammond promised to have people there within 6-7 minutes.
He kept his gun pointed at Nick as he was finally able to make his way to Michelle.
He hadn't seen what had happened to her so he didn't know if Pault had knocked her unconscious or if she had passed out. He wondered if he should wait for the medics. He checked her breathing which was fine. Her body was freezing. He didn't want to lift her incase she had a neck injury or something so he took off his shirt and jacket and laid them over her.
Nick called for him. He stood up and got a little closer to him. "What?"
"Do you have to keep me here? I've been punished enough from you shooting me. You also just killed my best friend."
"You've got to be joking. You kidnapped Michelle for nearly 3 days. You have all beaten her, raped her and God knows what else. You have had a gun pointed at my head all night, not to mention you threw Michelle into the metal railing. You will be in jail for the rest of your life. I hope you spend every fucking second of it regretting what you did."
"They can't give me life. I didn't kill anyone. I didn't do all this alone there was heaps of us."
"It's just a shame for you that you decided to fuck with two federal agents, in a court's eyes you can't do much worse. Why is Michelle unconscious? What did Pault do?"
"He didn't do anything. She thought you had been killed. All the color in her face drained away and then she just passed out. It was like she couldn't handle what had just happened and so she shut off."
Tony went back over to Michelle. He couldn't do much with her until someone else could watch Nick. He felt horrible that Michelle was like this, he wished there had been a way he could have warned her first. There was nothing he could have done in the situation.
Hammond, Chapelle, Tray, Trevor, Samuels and 6 medics and 4 running agents rushed the room. Tony pointed out Nick as one of Michelle's captors, he also told that he had shot him in the thigh. "That's Pault, I gave him two in the back of the head and another to make sure in the chest."
He rushed back to Michelle. "I need help here." A pile of them all ran over, including Hammond and Chappelle. "Was she knocked out or passed out? How long for?"
Tony was finally able to keep his eyes on Michelle, he stroked her hair. "I guess for 15 – 20 minutes. She passed out apparently when she thought I had been killed. Pault shot me in the chest so I went down to make him believe I was out. Michelle didn't know I had protection on though so she also thought it was real." He kept stroking her hair. "Can I hold her? Can't we wake her or do we have to wait till she does naturally?"
The medic started getting things out of his kit. "No, we should wake her. I'll do a scent snap, she will come too immediately."
Tony put his hand up. "Wait, wait – I want to have you guys all turn around so I can at least put the t-shirt on her. It will upset her if she thinks everyone saw her without cover."
Everyone turned around. Tony had the medic help him with Michelle. The medic sat her up and Tony pulled the shirt back over her. The medic was shocked. "Shit Tony, what have they done to her? The shirts going to have to come off soon anyways so we can check and fix all her injuries." It hurt Tony so much to see Michelle in this state – he almost didn't even know how to think about it or deal with it. They also put the jacket on her as well. They lay her back down, this time with her head on Tony's lap. He pulled the t-shirt down, almost to her knees. He told everyone they could turn around now.
The medic snapped the stick under Michelle's nose and her eyes opened straight away. Everything was blurry at first, she could make out people but she didn't know who they were. As her eyes adjusted she saw Tony. She jumped up straight away and started to head for the other side of the room. Everyone was calling after her, telling her it was ok, that she was safe now but none of it registered.
Michelle was trying to think straight. At first she wondered if she was dead and that's why she had seen Tony and also why everything was a blur. She could feel her pain, the cool air and of course she recognized this room. It hadn't been a nightmare, she was standing in the room. She saw Tony though, 'am I going crazy? I watched him die' she thought.
Tony edged back up to Michelle. He spoke in a quiet soothing voice, she had her back to him. "Chelle, its Tony. I was wearing the flak jacket and the bullet didn't even touch me, I had to fool Pault and it worked. I'm ok, you are ok, and we are going to be ok."
Michelle turned around to face Tony slowly. She stood staring at him for a few moments, she lifted her hand and pressed a finger into his chest before dropping it back by her side. A single tear ran down her cheek. "I thought you were dead, do you know how that made me feel?"
Tony very gently put his hand on her cheek. "I'm so sorry Chelle, I didn't know what else to do, and there was no way for me to warn you. I'm sorry baby, let me hold you."
"Where are Pault and Nick?"
"I killed Pault Chelle, you will never have to worry about him again. I shot Nick in the thigh and he's been taken into custody – I guess they will just fix him up first." Tony tried to look into her eyes to read how she was feeling but she just looked so lost. He so gently put a hand on each shoulder and started to bring her in close to him. Her hands were in front of her body and she finally began to allow herself to get close to Tony. Before their bodies met, "Is it over Tony?"
She was close enough for him to completely wrap his arms around her. Her head rested into his chest, one arm clung to his upper chest on one side of her head and the other hand did the same thing on the other side of her head. "It's over Chelle. You are safe sweetheart."
Tony couldn't believe he was actually holding Michelle in his arms. He had spent the last 3 days praying for this moment. He kissed the top of her head. He could feel her crying into his chest, he massaged her back with his hands. "You are ok now baby, I've got you and I'm never letting go."
"Tony, I didn't think I'd ever be in your arms again. Since the moment I left CTU I just wanted you. I spent the last 3 days just thinking about this moment. I've never been so scared."
Tears ran down his own face. "Oohhh Chelle.......I was exactly the same. God it has been the hardest 3 days of my entire life, I can only imagine how you must be feeling."
"All I'm feeling is you right now. I love you so much."
"I love you......you are the love of my life."
She gripped him tightly and he held her firmly and kissed the top of her head.
Chappelle approached them both, "It's great to see you Michelle, and you did great."
"Thanks Ryan."
"I need you both to come back over so you can be seen by the medics."
Michelle pulled out of Tony's embrace but kept her body close to his. He put his arm around her and led her back to the medics. They had set up two little stations there for them both, right next to each other. They asked Tony to remove his t-shirt. Everyone saw the huge bruise the size of a foot on his side and back where Pault had kicked him. Michelle gasped, "Tony, Oh my God are you ok?"
"I'll be fine Chelle, it's just a bruise."
Michelle lay down patiently as a couple doctors began to inspect every inch of her. Once Tony had been cleared fine he went and sat next to Michelle and stroked her hair. He could see how nervous she was. One of the medics, Jim, pointed to some burn marks, "Michelle are these from cigarettes?"
"Yes Sir."
"What was happening?"
"They kept pressing me for information on CTU and when I didn't give it to them they would start push lit smokes into me."
"Fucking Bastards..." Tony couldn't help himself.
Michelle just tried to keep her eyes closed and block out the feeling of more strangers hands all over her. They had to give her stitches around her ankle and wrist where the handcuff's had been. They had been so tight they'd spent that whole time cutting into her.
Tony tried to talk to her while they gave her pain injections and the stitches to distract her. "You are doing so good Chelle. Do you want me to get you anything?"
"Can I go home soon Tony? I just want a shower. I have to get away from all this."
"It is going to be awhile Chelle. We may even have to go to the hospital after this."
"Why? These guys can do everything – no one ever has to go to a hospital after seeing them."
"Let's just wait and see what happens ok...."
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