I'm back. Sorry it took me this long to get this up. This is what happens when I find out I'll be an aunt in 8 months! Sorry this is so short too.

I own nothing from Dick Wolfe.

Ok, for some of you that aren't to familiar with police codes, a 10-34 is an assult in progress. Code 3 is lights and sirens on. 10-4 is Acknowledgment (they got the message.)

I do apologies for any mistakes with the police codes. I'm just going by what I see on tv.

Chapter 12

"Son of a…," muttered Mack. What a way to start my morning, she thought. I should have taken the damn bus. Sitting in traffic for 40 minutes was not one of Mackenzie's most favorite things to do on a Wednesday morning. Picking up her cell, she dialed the centre.

"Tender Hugs Centre. Melody speaking, how can I help you?" came a kind voice.

"Hiya Mel. It's Mack."

"Hey! Where the heck are you? Brady is going nuts. She's worried about you and she's trying to calm Alex down. And that new girl, Liv, she's…well…she's trying to get…," Mel said in slightly panicked voice.

"Whoa! Slow down Mel. What happened to Al? What's going on over there?" Mack was now sitting straight in her seat as she heard yelling in the background.

"Alex's father. He's here! Liv is about to have a serious smack down with the guy. He wants to take Alex! Where ever you are, you better get here quick. Alex is climbing the walls! He's scared out of his mind. You're the only one that can calm him down!"

"Ok, Ok! I'm stuck in traffic. I'm about 15 minutes away. Can you hold down the fort until then?" Mack was now even more anxious then before.

Realizing that Mel hadn't said a word and the other line was now quiet, Mack was now afraid.

"Hello? Mel? MELODY!" Not getting a reply but only hearing more yelling, Mack hit the button for speaker phone and tossed her cell onto the passenger seat.

Shit! Mack twisted around in her seat and looked wildly in every direction. There was no way for her to get out of this traffic jam. The only option left was to park her car and run to the centre. Don't have much of a choice do I? Grabbing her cell and getting out of the car, Mack yelled into the phone,

"I'LL BE RIGHT THERE!" She began to sprint down the sidewalk with pedestrians staring in disbelief. Mack didn't care. She just had to get to Alex before it was too late.

"Move! I said, MOVE! OUT OF MY WAY!" Mack continued to swerve left and right trying to avoid an accident. Flipping her phone on, she quickly dialed 911.

"911. What is your emergency?"

"I work at Tender Hugs Centre. And I'm about a block and a half away from there. But I just got a call from one of the volunteers and there is a bit of a situation," she said in one breath. Still running as fast as she could she did her best to relay as much information as she could.

"What seems to be the problem ma'am?"

"Tender Hugs is a centre for abused children. And I believe one of the parents, a father, is down there right now. I heard a lot of yelling in the background. The volunteer got quiet on the other end and I think one of the workers there is ready for a smack down with the father…I'm just worried." Mack was now just across the street from the centre. She jogged through the yard and saw that a few volunteers had a group of children with them.

"We're sending a unit down to your location now. Ma'am, I advise you not to go in."

Looking at the terrified faces of the kids and volunteers, Mack had no other choice. She then heard loud screaming and a loud crash.

"I can't," Mack pushed through the doors. And was making her way to where the yelling was.

"Ma'am. Just stay outside. A unit is on its way now! Ma'am? MA'AM!" Mack had dropped her phone and ran to one of the rooms where everything was going down.

"Unit 303 this is dispatch. Caller has entered the premises. I repeat caller has entered the premises. Children are involved.10-34 in progress. Code 3. I repeat this is a code 3"

Both detectives looked at each other.

"Shit! Liv!" Fin hit the sirens and drove in the direction of the centre.

"Dispatch, this is unit 303.Our ETA is 2 minuets from the centre," Munch responded to the operator.

"10-4."

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know man. But whatever it is, Liv better be alright."