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A/N: It seems that a lot of you are enjoying this. I would also like to give a great hand of applause to my new beta reader. sammystokes. I thank you!

Previously: She was awake and hurting like hell.

Lindsay's body was wracked with pain the minute she awoke. the pain seemed centred in her stomach. She'd never felt like this before ever. She wished the darkness would come for her. Her eyes flicked painfully around adding to the major headache that had already began to build. Mac looked down at her. The once peaceful features were clenched shut her teeth were grinding together trying to stifle the pain. Flack gripped her hand in his and winced with the iron tight grip that met him.

'Lindsay.' Mac's stern voice cut through the whimpers and into Lindsay's ears. She turned her head slightly toward him and groaned at the pain once again. Mac's fuzzy head swam into view waving his hands around making her feel nauseated. Her eyelids felt heavy giving her a chance to shut them again.

'Monroe open your eyes!' Flack asked demandingly. Forcefully she opened them again but this time tears were streaming down her face. Why wouldn't he just let her fall asleep make her life easier? Truth be told Flack wanted nothing more than to allow his friend to slip into a sleep where she was in no more pain. But he knew that meant she may not wake up again, and he wasn't going to let that happen at any cost. Mac took the time to take in his surroundings. The ceiling above them was no longer above them instead big clumps of it lay around him and his colleagues. If one thing was moved in the wrong way it would collapse completely and in there current situation he hoped that wasn't the case. Lindsay groaned again and moved her injured hand to her stomach.

'Lindsay.' Mac went to stop her but he didn't quite get there in time. Her eyes widened in agony and shock when her hand went inside her body.

'Arrgh.' She tried to move but found Mac's strong hands push her down to the ground trying to keep her still.

'Lindsay stop you'll hurt yourself more.' Flack let go off hand and gently took the other one away from her body. Flack looked once again at her face and her eyes misted over.

'Lindsay. Stay with us. Lindsay.' Mac tapped her lightly on the cheek. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her muscles relaxed.

'Mac she's stopped breathing.' Flack had his head suspended above Lindsay's mouth wanting with all his heart too fell a brush of air against his cheek.

'Jesus.' Mac pushed Flack out of the way and started mouth to mouth. Leaving Flack just sitting there a look of shock al over his face.

The sirens and shouts of the injured fell deaf to Danny. His eyes had gone all tunnel vision like. All he could see was the wrecked building before him. Some knocked into the back of him causing him to stumble forward allowing the world to hit him with full force with a thump. Suddenly the chaos seemed so real and so hard to deal with. If this was what the effect of the blast had been like on the outside. What must it have done on the inside, where the women he loved was trapped in between the rubble and destruction. He pulled his cell from his pocket and hit Lindsay's speedial number. His attempts went directly through to voicemail. It had done this every time he tried. Why he kept on trying was anyone's guess but he'd carry on until he found Lindsay.

'Montana.' That was all he got the chance to say before a firm hand pulled him round. He came face to face with Sheldon Hawkes. They're was a look in his eye he'd never seen there before. That off complete fear. Danny broke down, crying into Hawkes' shoulder staining the red shirt he was wearing.

'Lindsay's in there Hawkes. What if she's dead.' Hawkes looked up at the building. Dust was still billowing out of the broken windows.

He had to admit it didn't look good from out here and who knew what was happening inside.

A/N: Yeah I know. These are getting shorter. Eek.