Hey people! I'm going on holiday tomorrow, so I won't be able to post any new chapters for at least a week...sorry! Now...this chapter is where the fun starts... Happy Reading!

Later that night, all the Rei, Lee, Kevin and Mariah were in Lee's room, playing cards. Triumphantly, Mariah laid down three aces. "I win!" The other three sighed and Lee gathered up all the cards, going to deal them again. Then there was a knock at the door. More of a thump, really...

Lee stood up and answered it to find Bryan standing there, looking slightly stunned. "What the hell do you want?" Bryan didn't reply, just keeled over, straight onto Lee. Then he started twitching. Lee pulled Bryan down to the floor onto his back, and all four of them watched, horrified, as Bryan jerked and twitched, making incoherent noises. His eyes were unfocused, and his mouth was open. A trickle of saliva was dribbling out of one side, making him look almost rabid.

"What...what's wrong with him?" Asked Mariah fearfully. Bryan jerked once more, lay still, then his back arched and he let out a gurgling cry.

"T-T-Tala! No! Kgh-" He jerked again, then cried out, rolling over onto his side and curling up into a little ball, whimpering. "No...No!" He flung out an arm and it touched Lee's shirt. Crying shamelessly, he dragged Lee closer. "You have to s-stop him!" He wailed. Lee just gawped at him as he writhed with pain again. "Help me..." He begged, grip tightening.

"What? Stop who? What's wrong with you?" Lee asked, as the rest of his team looked on in horror.

"-Him-!" Bryan sobbed. "It's always him! Don't you understand?"

"Him? Who-"

"Boris." Cut in Rei. As he said the name, Bryan cried harder, clawing his way up Lee's front and clinging to him.

"Stop him...stop him...-please-!"

"But...what-?" Bryan retched suddenly, and Lee moved in time to get out of the way as he vomited, shivering.

"You have to help them!" He begged, on his knees. "Help them...He's trying...he's trying to kill us..."

"WHAT?" Lee asked, incredulous.

"We're not useful any more! We were under orders to make sure..." Bryan coughed. "To make sure you hated us enough to not want to help us...but please...I'll do anything...help them..." He started to collapse, but Lee grabbed him and pulled him up again, carrying him over to the bed and sitting him down.

"Explain to me. What's Boris doing?" Bryan shook his head.

"It's a drug...he's using it...but we...we don't want to die! I don't want to die..." Bryan grabbed Lee's front, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I don't want to die..."

"He's given you all some kind of drug...to kill you?" Bryan nodded tearfully. "Which room are you in, Bryan?"

"They're with Boris..." He shook, holding himself tightly. "I don't want to die alone..." Lee bared his teeth.

"Where's his room? I'm going to KILL him!" He picked Bryan up and slung him over his shoulder. "Mariah, phone for an ambulance and the police, Kevin, go and get Mr. Dickenson, and Rei...come with me. We'll take him back and get inside, then I'm going to -murder- that bastard! Bryan, which room is it?"

"F-Four hundred and five...don't take me back...no...I don't want to...please...no...I don't..." Bryan shuddered, getting hysterical. "No..."

"Bryan, listen. I'm going to carry you to the fourth floor, and me and Rei are going to take you to Boris. We need to help the others, don't we? Well we need you to help us. We need to get inside the room to help them." Bryan nodded weakly.

Kevin rapped on Mr. Dickenson's door frantically. "Hmmm? Who's there?"

"Mr. Dickenson! There's something bad happening with the Demolition Boys! Boris has done something!" Kevin cried as the door opened.

"Done something?"

"He's trying to kill them with drugs! Lee and Rei have gone to do something, and Mariah's phoning for the ambulance!"

"What?"

"You have to do something! What if Boris does something to Lee and Rei too?" Mr. Dickenson looked serious.

"Come with me, then."

"Hello, this is the emergency services line, which service do you require?"

"Ambulance and police!" Mariah panted.

"Where are you dear?"

"The Grand Ravati Hotel."

"What is the nature of the emergency?"

"One of the teams is being poisoned by a horrible man, they need help!"

"...How old are you dear?"

"What?"

"Prank calls are-"

A hand suddenly plucked the handset from Mariah. "This is Mr. Dickenson of the BBA speaking, I will need armed police and four ambulances. There has been a severe poisoning incident. All the information Mariah gave you is correct. There is a dangerous criminal at large in the hotel." The woman at the other end sounded flustered as she replied.

"Yes sir. The services are on their way."

Lee hammered on Boris' door, glaring as the older Russian opened it. "We found him crawling around outside Rei's room." He barged past Boris with Bryan in his arms and saw an empty room.

"No...no..." Bryan begged.

"I think he's been taking something...or drinking too much..." Rei said straight after, disgustedly, trying to act well enough to put Boris off.

"Don't...no...no..."

"Bryan!" Cried a pained voice from the next room. Before Boris could say anything, Rei whipped the door open. It opened onto a much smaller room, where Tala was sitting, a shuddering heap, and Spencer and Ian were lying sprawled out on the floor. "Bryan...sh-shut up..." Tala snivelled, evidently slightly delirious.

Lee looked at Boris and saw the gun in his hand with some horror. He put Bryan down beside Tala and shut the door after them, just in time to hear a shot explode behind him. Rei screamed, and Lee saw red. "You and your little friend can't be allowed to live after this...I'll kill you both and then there's no-one to testify against me!" Boris laughed and took aim at Lee. Who walked forwards, breathing deeply. He opened his mouth to say something and a growl came out. "Come on now, it won't hurt...I promise..."

Lee threw back his head and roared as the sound of sirens came from outside. He crouched as a bullet flew over his head, making his hair ripple. "YOU'RE SICK!" He howled, teeth bared. Boris trained the gun on him again and missed as Lee launched himself at a Russian for the second time that day. Except this time, he wanted to -kill- the person under him. He wanted to rip, to tear...to murder... The door clattered as he dug his nails into Boris' wrist, forcing the gun out of his grip. He knew he was snarling, and he knew he was going to -bite- Boris-

"Lee! Lee, the ambulances are here! Get a grip!" Lee looked up to see Kevin and Mr. Dickenson in the doorway, then with a vicious swipe, he smashed a hand into Boris' head, knocking him out cold. Rei was standing there too somehow, with a cut scored along his arm. Mariah ran in and Lee stood up slowly, still feeling instinctive. "Grab one of them each and we'll get them downstairs in the lifts. Mr. D, you'll have to watch -him-..." He wrenched open the door of the other room and found Bryan and Tala clinging to each other, sobbing. He picked Bryan up and started to walk, followed by Rei with Tala, Kevin with Ian, and Mariah somehow dragging Spencer by his underarms, leaving Mr. Dickenson to watch over Boris.

Lee hammered the button for the lift, then growled and headed for the stairs, with Bryan whimpering softly. "It hurts...I don't want to die..."

"You won't."

Paramedics met them halfway down with stretchers, but as Mariah and Kevin looked to be coming towards him, Lee shook his head. "Stay with them." Mariah looked like she would argue, but then decided not to as she saw the look in Lee's eyes. The ambulances were parked up on the pavement, surrounded by a gaggle of onlookers. Lee and his team walked through them as if they weren't there. Nothing else seemed really real.

Short, I know. Sorry. The next one'll probably be longer.

Next Chapter: Needles, oxymorons and hiding under beds.

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