Okay, first of all... I'm really sorry for not updated that long. But first I was busy with college, then i got this huge writers block, then was christmas and now i was sick too.. wah, horrible.
But finally i finished my new chapter. It's not that long but i hope you like it! :)

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Chapter 10

"John? Can you here me? Hello?" Bailey repeated again, speaking into his headset but he couldn't hear him. When he tried it again and again, he started to get nervous.

"There's something wrong." Sam whispered, giving Bailey a worried look.

"George. What the hell happened?"

"We've lost touch with him."

"What?" Sam's eyes were wide with shock.

"Yes. Patrick must wear a jammer or something because we have no signal. Nothing." George explained, typing something on the keyboard of his computer.

"Damn it." Bailey let out. "Can you fix it?"

"I'm already trying but it'll take some time."

"But we have no time. Bailey, we need to go inside." Sam said, getting up from where she was sitting.

"You're right. I have to contact Marcus."

"Bailey."

"I may need him inside. George?"

"A few more minutes."

Bailey breathed out heavily before he spoke into his walkie talkie, "Marcus?"

"Bailey, I..." Sam started again.

"Marcus?"

"Hey, I'm coming with you." Sam was finally able to finish what she wanted to say.

"Sam, I have Marcus to come with me."

"But..."

"I want you to stay here with George, okay?"

"What? No, no," she shook her head. "I'm coming with you."

"This is too dangerous."

"It's not. Bailey..."

"I don't want you to get hurt."

"And maybe John is hurt? I'm definitely coming with you."

"Sam..."

"Please don't ask me to just sit here. I want to go inside and see what's wrong. Okay? Okay!" she shooted him a glare before she opened the door of the van and jumped out.

"Women." Bailey muttered, glancing at George before he followed her. "Sam wait. Do you have your gun?"

She turned around and showed him the gun she wore under her jacket.

"Good." he pulled his walkie talkie out. "Marcus? We lost touch with John. I need you here. Now."

"I'll be right there, Bailey." he heard Marcus answer and tucked his walkie talkie back into his jacket.

A moment later, Marcus hurried down the street and joined Bailey and Sam in front of the factory.

"Let's get inside. Sam, stay behind us. Marcus, I need you to give me backup."

"Sure." he pulled his gun and the three of them rushed into the building.

They headed up the stairs until they came into the hall where John and Danny met O'Doyle earlier. But now the hall was empty and there was no sign of them.

"Damn it. They're gone."

Sam swallowed hard and looked around. "But... but where did they go? We didn't see them coming out."

"I have no idea." Bailey kicked a bin furiously. "I don't believe this."

"Bailey, look." Sam pointed to the other side of the hall where a lifeless body was laying beneath some boxes.

They ran over to him, soon recognizing that it was Danny.

"Oh my god." Sam held her hand to her mouth when she looked down at him. "Is he...?"

Marcus knelt down, reaching for his pulse. "He's alive."

"I need an ambulence to the Crawford factory. We have a hurt civilian here." Bailey spoke into his cellphone.

"Danny? Can you hear me?" Sam said, kneeling down next to Marcus, reaching for Danny's hand.

His face was swallen and bloody, his left eye had the color of purple and green and above his right eye he had a small deep cut where blood was running over his temple.

O'Doyle did a pretty good job , she thought, still holding his hand.

"Danny!" she tried it again and suddenly she felt him stir.

"John." he whispered, slowly opening his eyes and reaching up to his head as a sudden headache hit him.

"Sshh... it's okay. The ambulance is on it's way." Marcus said, holding a hand on his shoulder to prevent him from sitting up.

"John, where's John?" Danny looked around but couldn't see him. Then he met Sam's gaze, "Is he okay?"

"I don't know." Sam was slightly shaking her head.

"You don't know?" Danny asked fearfully.

"Can you tell us what happened?"

Danny shoved Marcus' hand away to sit up. When he lifted his hand to his head, he noticed that he was bleeding. "Ah, damn it."

Sam took a tissue out of her purse and held it onto the cut over his eye before she asked again. "What happened, Danny?"

"I... I don't know." he closed his eyes for a second to think about what happened earlier. "Well, O'Doyle met us here but he didn't came alone. And John got into an argument with him, they started to fight and the next thing I know is that one of the men knocked him down. I asked him what the hell he was doing but then he came towards me and... yeah, I guess you can see what he did then."

"I'm sorry." Sam said and he noticed the sadness in her eyes.

"No, I'm sorry. This whole thing just happened because of me. If I wouldn't come back nothing of this would've happened and we would know where John is."

"Don't say that."

"But it's the thruth, isn't it?" he tried to get up on his feet when a sudden pain rushed through his left leg. That's when he noticed that he was bleeding there too. "Ah geez ." he winced and sat down again.

Bailey hurried in again, with the paramedics close behind him. "They're here." He stepped aside and watched as the men lifted him up on of a stretcher. Then he turned to Sam, "Does he know where John could be?"

Sam met his eyes and shook her head. "No. He doesn't."

Their eyes locked for a moment and Sam continued, "Bailey, I'm scared."

Bailey thought for something to say but he didn't know what. O'Doyle was a dangerous man, so he had absolutely no idea what he was capable of.

Sighing deeply, he flipped his cellphone open. "Agent Bailey Melone, FBI. We have a missing Agent. Grant. John Grant... yes..." Sam heard Bailey talking before he slowly walked away from her.

Sam turned to Danny, searching his eyes. "You okay?"

He nodded slowly. "You have to find John. Please."

"Sure." she tried to give him a small smile. "Don't worry. Just see that you'll get back on your feet again."

"Yeah." he gave her a wink. "I'm fine. It's not that bad."

"I can see that." Sam's eyes wandered down his leg.

"Ma'am. We'll bring him to the hospital now."

"Which one?"

"Antlana Memorial."

"Okay." she looked back at Danny. "I'll drop by later."

"You don't have to, Sam."

"I want to."

"Thanks." he whispered and Sam watched the medics, bringing him outside to the ambulance car.

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To be continued... Please R&R! Thanks :)