Chapter 11

Ashley and Spencer quietly slid the elevator doors open. Seeing the two guards with Uzis, Spencer quickly slid a circular disk toward them and closed the door. Ashley heard a thud and was about to open the door until Spencer stopped her.

"Not yet," he said as he looked at his watch for a few more seconds. A second thump was heard and both of them went through the door.

"Do you think Parker made it out okay?" Ashley asked. Spencer could hear some concern coming through his friend's voice and smirked. Love triangles were serious business.

"Oh, I'm sure she's fine," Spencer replied as he bound the guards. Boy, was Derek in for a surprise!

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"How are we doing, Baby Girl?" Derek asked as he came into the suite and sat down with Garcia.

"Okay, I guess. What took you so long?" She looked at him curiously.

"Security," Derek replied simply.

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Ashley entered the codes to the first part of the vault and it immediately opened. Both of them looked at the next door in awe.

"There's an 115 pound girl with 160 million dollars behind this door."

"Actually 137," Ashley said. "Most of it in the muscles." Spencer rolled his eyes. Even he didn't know how much Emily weighed, just her clothing size.

"I'm not even going to go there; let's just get them out," he said. He knocked on the door twice but there was no answer.

"Try again," Ashley said.

He tried a second time.

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"Twenty says she shorts it," Derek said.

"No bet," Garcia replied as they intently watched the screen.

Parker misjudged the jump and almost landed on her back on the floor. Only her legs saved her. Derek and Garcia let out sighs of relief. Parker hoisted herself up, climbed from the shelf to the door and planted the bombs. She then pounded on the door.

On the other side, Spencer heard the pounds and started to set up things on his end.

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"Where we at, guys?" Hotch said as he and Ziva sat beside Derek and Garcia.

"Pins and floor sensors, now," Garcia replied.

"Blinder," Ziva murmured as she opened a beer and started to drink.

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Parker planted her final set of bombs and pounded on the door again.

"Here we go," Spencer said as they stepped from the door. "Countdown begins now," she said. Ashley started to count.

Inside the vault, Parker couldn't move her arm as her bandage was stuck into the door.

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"Oh no," Garcia said. "Spencer, do not blow the door, do you hear me?"

"The pinch must've blown their earpieces out," Hotch said.

"Keep trying," Derek said frantically.

Parker closed her eyes, expecting to get blown to pieces.

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"Five, four, three, two, one," Ashley finished as Spencer pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. Spencer shook the device and pressed again. Still, nothing happened.

Parker blinked as she didn't feel the explosion and thanked every God in heaven for that. She quickly freed her hand and leaped for cover.

"What's wrong?" Ashley asked as Spencer shrugged. "Did you check the batteries?" Spencer glared Ashley who was smirking. "You know, you lose focus in this game for one second…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, and someone gets hurt." They changed the batteries in the trigger. "You don't hear Parker complaining." His finger accidently hit the trigger and both friends covered their heads as the explosion was heard. They opened the vault door, stepped into the wreckage and looked around for Parker.

"Parker?" Spencer called. A cash cart was quickly thrown their way as Parker stepped from the wall.

"Where the fuck you been?!" she angrily asked with narrowed eyes.

"Sorry," Ashley and Spencer said as they packing the money.

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The rest of the gang, with the exception of Gatsby, watched Parker, Spencer, and Ashley collect the money in the hotel room.

"That's the sexiest thing I've ever seen," Gideon said. He was now in jeans and a blue plaid shirt.

"Yeah, she is," Derek smiled, referring to Parker.

Garcia looked at Derek. "You do know that Gideon was talking about the money, right Morgan?" she asked.

"Apples and oranges."

Rolling her eyes, Garcia gave Gatsby her cue. "Gatsby, it's your turn."

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While on a semi-chaotic casino floor, Gatsby reached into her pocket and pulled out a silver prepaid phone to make her call.

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While walking away from the noisy arena, Emily was oblivious to the constant ringing until Doyle brought it to her attention.

"Aren't you going to answer that?" he asked with irritation lacing his voice.

"I don't have that ringtone." She reached into her pocket and pulled out the small device. "This isn't mine."

"see who it is," Doyle ordered and she obeyed.

"Hello?" she answered it.

"Put Mr. Doyle on the phone," said a familiar voice.

"It's for you," he handed it to him as he stopped walking.

"Who the hell is this?" Doyle asked.

"The person who's robbing you." Ian Doyle's eyes widened.

A/N: Hi! Zabe Rogue here! I got two more chapters to go…so PLEASE if you haven't done so already REVIEW! LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! I would greatly appreciate it!

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