Author's notes: Yeah the play is over! My students did a great job and tonight we had tear down of the set, so once I get the costume room back in order, I'm done! Anyway, here is just a short chapter. I'll be typing more tomorrow, so tonight enjoy. Listening to countless politicians give their concession/victory speeches is making me nauseous. At least the campaigning is over!

Ricci waved his gun towards the pair, "Time to move out, come here." He motioned towards Ash. "I'm going to have my gun in her side all the way to the car, don't try anything." He indicated that Flack should start moving. "I'll tell you which way to go."

Ash moved towards Ricci, her head was spinning. 'He's a cop?' Her inner voice was screaming at her. Was this some kind of set-up to get Frankie? Did they know that she knew something? It had seemed too real, the confusion Danny, no, Don had felt had been too real. Some how their paths had crossed and now they were in this mess together. That meant there wasn't a SWAT team waiting for a shot. If they got into Ricci's vehicle, no one would ever see the two of them again. She thought desperately for a solution.

"Take left." Ricci spoke loudly enough for Don to hear and tightened his grip around the gun that was jammed into Ash's back.

As they walked along, Don tried to make sense of his jumbled thoughts. It had been so overwhelming, all of the information flooding back at once. There were still plenty of questions, but he was now more confidant in who he was. Of course the problem was now what to do with this situation. He didn't know this guy, but the fact he was holding a gun on them didn't make him a friend. The gunman had talked to Ash, something about how she should have stayed hidden and not taking up with a cop. Somehow his being a cop was putting Ash in jeopardy. He needed to do something, but the gun in Ash's side made him unwilling to risk anything yet.

They were only about four blocks from the mission when all hell seemed to break loose. The group had just rounded a corner, when Ricci's cell phone rang. With a muttered threat to not try anything, Ricci's free hand went to his pocket, the other arm loosening slightly. The phone snapped open and Ricci muttered a quick greeting. Ash reached around and yanked at the arm holding the gun. With it away from her side, she spun herself away from Ricci. Don hearing the movement and the yelp of surprise from Ricci, turned and charged into the man, driving him to the ground.

Ash looked around, seeing people stopping and staring. "Call the cops." She shouted. She wanted to dive in and help, but knew that she would probably do more hinder than help.

Ricci found himself struggling to hold onto the gun, the taller man had the advantage, but Ricci was very powerful. The gun turned slowly. Suddenly screeching tires pulled to a stop near the girl and two men piled out. The slighter of the two was wearing glasses and as he took in the scene he shouted, "Flack".

Suddenly a shot rang out and the man on the bottom suddenly rolled his way to the top. He pushed off the dark haired man on the ground and started to run. He hadn't even reached the end of the block when a squad car pulling into his path. A uniformed office jumped out and grabbed the fleeing man, tossing him across the hood.

Seeing that Ricci had been apprehended Danny turned towards Flack. His friend was struggling to sit up, a blonde girl near his side. Hurrying to his side, Danny knelt down and could see Flack's hand pressed high against his side, blood leaking between his fingers. Grabbing his phone, Danny made a hurried call for an ambulance. The blonde had convinced Don to lay back and she had added her hand to his; pressing against torn flesh.

Danny looked at his friend, concern coloring his voice, "I just can't leave ya alone can I? Always getting in trouble." He looked across to the girl; she looked scared. "Of course if I had a pretty girl fussing over me." He trailed off as he looked at Flack. The blue eyes showed the pain, but there was also detachment. "Stay with me here Flack."

Flack looked at the young man, his face was familiar. It was the image of the basketball player. He wanted to remember more, but right now the pain was knifing through his side and it was hard to breath. Gathering as much air as he could, he gave a shaky reply, "I'm not going anywhere. Who would kick your ass in basketball?"

Danny smiled, "Sure Flack. Keep telling yourself that."

Flack coughed slightly and a small dribble of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Ash wiped it away with her free hand. She talked softly to him, reassuring him and telling him to relax. Danny added to her monologue, echoing the need for Flack to take it easy.

Ash could tell the cop that was talking to Don was a friend and was worried. She was getting ready to talk to him when the ambulance pulled up. Paramedics rushed to them and pulled hands away. They applied pressure bandages and began to access the detective's condition. An oxygen mask was slipped onto his face. Flack's eyes sought out Ash and held hers until the medics moved, blocking his view. What seemed like seconds later they were loading him into the ambulance and shutting the doors. "Wait a minute, I want to go with him." Ash moved towards the back of the vehicle.

"Sorry, I need you to answer a few questions." A firm hand grabbed onto her arm. "I'm Mac Taylor and I need to know where Don has been."