Chapter 4- The Third Floor

Ok, to start off, I'm an idiot because I just looked at my first chapter and realized that in the ratings category I put an M instead of a T (must have been a rough day :) ) and I have already deleted the document so I can't edit it, so just to be clear, this is a T fic. Sorry for any confusion.)

Ok, well back to the story at hand:

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Sarah skillfully walked up the employee stairs in the office building. She had her gun in front of her and a lot going through her mind. She was trying to think about how she was going to take on two experienced fighters and shooters that would both be facing her when she opened the door off the stairs. She was also hoping that Chuck would stay in the van. She thought that it would be about a 50/50 that he'd stay. Sarah knew that he had strong feelings for her but she was hoping that his feelings of fear would overcome those feelings of love because the last thing she needed right now was for Chuck to walk in during a heated shootout.

She stopped as she reached the second floor. Chuck had seen them on monitor three which meant that they were on the third floor and Sarah definitely didn't want to go up there without a plan. "Ok," she thought as she looked at the floor above her, "I'll just shoot Ahmed Al-Majiid as I open the door, seeing that he's an arms dealer and probably will be more heavily armed than Lee, and then I'll have to play it from there." she concluded as she started up the last flight of stairs. She reached the door and quickly glanced through the window, making sure to jerk her head away so she wouldn't be seen. Just as she suspected, Ahmed and Lee were facing each other and were sideways from her.

She knew that she would have to yank the door open, take a well aimed shot at Ahmed's vitals, and then move carefully but quickly towards Lee as he took shots at her. The rest was up to luck and chance. Sarah took a deep breath, grabbed the handle of the door, and pulled it open. She brought both hands to her gun and moved it's sights right to Ahmed's chest. She placed a perfect shot just as he was grabbing for his gun. She quickly rolled as Lee pulled out his gun. He flicked off his safety and took a shot which Sarah skillfully dodged. One more flip and Sarah was right at Lee, who holstered his weapon, ready for a fight. Sarah didn't get enough time to put her gun away before Lee quickly kicked it away from her. It hit the wall and fell almost 70 feet away.

Sarah cursed herself for being so stupid as she tried a kick at Lee's face. He batted it away and made a jab right at Sarah's face. It hit with amazing accuracy and force. It knocked Sarah backwards and brought the taste of blood to her mouth. This only made her angrier as she went at Lee with a hook. He grabbed her hand and twisted it, turning Sarah around and leaving her vulnerable to a kick, which was exactly what came. Lee's strength amazed her as his kick again came with a staggering force, which knocked her to the ground almost 10 feet away from where she stood before. By the time she got up, she had a gun pointed at her head. Sarah knew that she couldn't go at Lee because he would shoot her before she even got three feet.

She felt helpless as Lee stood in front of her with a smile on his face. She looked over at where her gun lay and knew that that was also a lost cause. "How did you find me?" Lee asked in a Chinese accent. Sarah stayed silent as her training directed her to do. "Who led you here?" Lee asked again as he bent down and removed Ahmed's shirt, looking for a wire. "I'll give you one more chance to tell me who sold me out and brought you here." Lee said, demanding an answer.

Sarah thought that she could at least buy some time to think of a plan if she fed him a false story, so she started talking, thinking her story up as she went along. "Your group, your rebel group, they led me here. Everyone has a price and your group's was reasonable enough for me to take. They told me that you were looking for weapons and I wasn't just going to let you buy some crap, like Ahmed here sells. I'll give you real weapons, American weapons, that have more killing power than the outdated things that anybody from the Middle East uses. I even have them here, if you come downstairs with me, I can seal the deal right here, right now." Sarah said, satisfied of the story she thought up on the spot.

"Wow, that was pretty convincing, except you forgot the fact that no one in my organization would ever sell me out and that you look nothing like any weapons dealers that I've ever met, and I've met my share. Well, I guess you can't talk to whoever you're working for if you're dead," Lee laughed as he focused his gun right on Sarah's forehead. "Say your prayers," Lee said, concentrating on his target. Sarah closed her eyes and thought of her life up to this point. She mostly thought of these past couple months, which had been the most amazing of her life. A tear came to her eyes and started streaming down her face as she knew that she was leaving too soon. She was going to try to be courageous and was about to open her eyes to face death, when she heard a shot that she thought would be the one to take her life...

(Hope you liked this chapter as well, I tried to add some action to it to keep people awake and a cliffhanger for the next chapter :) ) (Thanks for readin'. Please review and I'll try to update again soon)