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A/N: Thanks again to Sammy much appreciated! And sorry for the rather long gap! Hope this chapter satisfies!
Previously: He had to admit it didn't look good from out here and who knew what was happening inside.
Stella was standing in the middle of a crowd that consisted on mainly FBI agents, with a few rescue workers thrown in. They agreed unanimously before splitting to do there assigned jobs.
'You arrived quick.' Stella turned to face the female supervisor that had been stood behind her.
'A bomb goes of in New York city. Of course we arrive quick.' She replied taking a step forward looking closely at the scene in front of her.
'This is you're crime scene but we expect to be kept in the loop.' Stella nodded to show she understood. Her mind was working too fast for a coherent sentence. Her friends where in there and she was calling the shots that could either get them killed or save them. It was something she'd been trained to do but never imagined herself actually having to do so. The FBI agent left Stella to ponder and Hawkes walked over Danny closely behind. His eyes were red and puffy but there was something about the was he was standing that said something.
'Danny.' Stella looked at him and her heart sank. After all his heartache over the past few months this was not what he needed.
'Are they going in?' Danny ignored Stella to keep his composure he'd just regained. He would not give up on Lindsay with the last ounce of his life. Hawkes moved his head slightly so he could see exactly what Danny was staring. A group of rescue workers were getting ready to enter the lobby. There leader was helping a younger women strap her torch to the luminous yellow hard hat that sat on her head.
'Yeah.' Stella looked at Danny's impossibly blue eyes and sighed. They were full of anguish and despair. She imagined what could be happening inside at this very moment. Hawkes gripped Danny's shoulder tightly what he'd hoped to gain from it was unknown. Danny raised his head to the sky and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Stella could see the flow of tears slowly making a steady path across his face.
'I'm going in.' Danny took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. Stella stepped in front of him and pressed a hand onto his chest.
'Stella let me go.' Hawkes tightend the grip he had on Danny's shoulder.
'Danny I'm sorry. I can't let you go in there.' Stella felt her heart sink down to the tips of her toes. She wanted to be right alongside him digging through the rubble but she knew the FBI wouldn't let them through not even into the lobby.
'Stella all I want is too know she's safe...to know she's alive!' Danny was stood his eyes still glistening with tears.
'All I can do is too let you watch it on a video screen.' Hawkes felt Danny's shoulders slack and released his grip on the younger mans shoulder.
'If it helps her than yes.' All Danny wanted was too see her protect her, keep her safe like he should've done in the first place. Stella smiled sympathetically not only was Lindsay in there but the man she was in love with was also in danger. She started walking at a steady pace leading her friends under the crime scene tape and into the temparary base post that had recently been set up. A small table was situated in the right corner shunted away from the rest of the chaos that surrounded them.
'Sit down there.' Stella pointed toward the two seats in front of the monitor. Danny reluctantly sat down. The static on the screen was minimal but the dull lighting inside didn't help matters.
'Thanks Stel.' He offered his thanks. It wasn't what he had originally wanted but he was too shocked to retaliate further. This would have to do .
'You're welcome Danny. Sit tight.' She patted him supportively before turning on her heels and exiting the building.
'Come on Lindsay.' Danny whispered holding his head in his hands.
Mac had been giving Lindsay mouth to mouth for almost ten minutes before he finally got a reaction. A tiny splutter emmited from the small women. Flack let out a loud sigh before falling back onto his hind legs.
'Linds don't you ever do that again. You hear me.' He whispered into her ear. She was still unconscious but breathing.
'You.' Mac was breathing deeply trying to regain his breath. He pointed toward Jacob who was cowering behind Flack. He stepped forward sheepishly afraid of the detective.
'Y…Yes?' He stuttered. He didn't know what it was about the older man that scared him. It was just his professionalism in this state of chaos had given him a type of aura.
'Make as much noise as possible.' Mac didn't even look at the man. He was too busy concentrating on keeping Lindsay alive and that was all he cared about.
'OK.' Jacob started riffling through the debris until he found a suitable piece. He stumbled over a slab of concrete and into what was left of the wall. He quickly recovered himself before either of the other men realized what had happened. He slammed the beam against the filing cabenit. The metallic ringing echoed through the building. Mac found himself zoning in and out. It had been nearly five minutes of constant banging until they'd had any response.
'HELLOO!' A strong beam of light pierced the neverending darkness. They'd found them. They were safe. Until a steady rumbling filled the air and dust started falling once again. When would this nightmare end.
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