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004: Repeat

The entire ride there, Angela barely heard a word that Martin was saying. Gunshots and screams kept echoing through her mind. Jack couldn't do this to her. He couldn't just throw her out onto the field without warning.

As they got out of the car fifteen minutes later, Jack was already walking towards them. "Martin, go with Danny. He'll explain," he said shortly. "Angela, come with me."

"Jack, I can't go on the field. I can't."

"On the field? Of course you're not going on the field," Jack said, almost stopping in mid-stride to look at her. "I can't do that. You can't do that. That would be suicide."

"Wait, then why am I here?" Angela's fear translated into confusion as Jack led her away from the car.

"You're here because we need you. Now listen. We've got a hostage situation. Each of the agents entering the building has ear pieces. The victim and the kidnappers are in that building," Jack said, point to a large, old building in front of them. "It's like a maze in there, and these," he pointed to a computer screen where several techs were congregated around, "are the virtual blueprints of the building. You've got to guide us."

"Through ear pieces?"

Jack nodded. "We've each got trackers so you can see us on the screen as well. The victim's cell phone is on which is emitting a signal. And we've tracked the signal down. You see the flashing red light in that room?"

"Wow," Angela said, raising her eyebrows. "So I just have to get you to the room where the red flashing light is?"

"That's it. You stay outside. Now the kidnappers are in the middle of the building. Rather convenient because if we come in any one of these entrances, they can escape from the numerous other ones. But, of course, they're covered."

"When are you going in?"

"In about two minutes. Danny and Martin will be coming in through the north entrance, Vivian and I have the south, Samantha and Agent Felder have the east, and Agent Morris and Agent Pavilion have the west." He stopped and looked at Angela. "You got it?"

"Got it."

Jack looked at her for a few more seconds and then nodded. "See you in a few minutes."

Two minutes later, the agents were all in the building. It felt as though Angela was playing a video game without a controller.

"North, you're going to want to turn at your first left," she directed over the radio system. "East, keep going straight. South, take an immediate right. West, you're good."

Watching the flashing green lights move across the screen was seemingly more nerve wracking than she had expected. Then the red light began moving.

"All corners, we've got movement on the victim heading north. East take a left. South go straight until you hit a door. Go through it and take a right. North head straight. West, you're furthest from them, but keep going in the same direction."

"Angela, we've got a wall in front of us," Danny crackled over the radio.

"Damn it. Is there a door on either side of you?"

"One on our left."

"A hallway?"

"Yeah."

"Go that way and then the next door on your left, take it."

It took a moment for her to realize that for the first time, Danny had called her "Angela" instead of "Agent Harper." Her hopes rose a little.

"West, you're going the wrong way. Turn around and take that right that you just passed."

Martin's voice came over the system, but he was talking to Danny. "Do you hear that?"

"Yeah, keep going," Danny replied.

"South, you're coming up closely on the kidnappers."

And then something strange happened. The red flashing light that had been ceaseless for the past five minutes suddenly stopped moving.

"All corners, the kidnappers' movement has ceased. South, you're in the room right next to the signal."

She heard Jack counting down to Vivian for their entrance into the room. And then—

"FBI! Hands in the air!"

There was silence.

"Jack?" Samantha's voice came over the system. Her green light had stopped moving as she waited for direction.

"Damn it!" Jack's voice echoed over the radio. "Damn it, they found the cell phone. It's lying on the floor. Angela, which way were they heading?"

"They were still heading north. If they're still going the same way, Danny and Martin are going to run into them first."

"We don't hear anything," Martin said.

"Damn it. Angela, radio the guards stationed outside the exits and tell them to get ready."

"North, you're going to want to advance quickly the way that you're going. East, take a left to cut off that side exit. South, come through the room and then… they probably are heading to the north exit, so take a right. West, take a right and cut off that other exit," Angela relayed through the radio system before picking up the walkie-talkie sitting on the table next to the computer. "All stationed guards, we've lost kidnappers' signal. Be prepared for an unannounced exit. North guards, they were headed your way."

"Hey! Do you hear—"

"Angela, we've got an audio confirmation coming from somewhere close ahead of us," Martin said over the radio.

"East, take an immediate left," she ordered. "West, double back and go into that hall to the right. South, keep going straight."

And then it sounded as if Martin and Danny were finally on the tail of the kidnappers. Angela could here snippets of what was going on over the radio.

"Freeze! FBI!"

"Damn it, Frank, run!"

"Grab the girl!"

The short bits of dialogue were shouted over the radio system, and Angela realized that she was clenching her fists in anxiety. There were sounds of footsteps running.

"I want the north guards in the building!" Jack shouted over the system. "Angela, get them in there!"

"North guards, enter the building. The kidnappers are coming out. Go in and take a left."

There were more footsteps and then a gunshot.

"We've got one down and the girl." Martin said, panting. "The girl's ok, and Danny's on the other one."

"The guards should be intercepting them…" Angela said, anxiously. "Where the hell are they?"

Then something on the screen caught her attention. Across the hall from where the guards had turned into, there was a small corridor. And currently turning into the corridor was a flashing green light…

"Damn it! Damn it! He's going through a passage! Jack, those guards aren't going to intercept them!"

"What?"

"There must be a passage that the kidnapper found because that's where Danny's following him!"

There was a gunshot. And then another. And these were not from over the system. These were barely thirty feet from her. The kidnapper was going to be coming out of the exit and there were no guards there.

Without even thinking, Angela took her gun out of her hostler and ran to the exit door where the shots were coming from. As she approached it, the door swung open with a crash, and a large, burly man came bursting out. She was too far away to take aim just yet, but Danny came out of the door just seconds after. The large man looked behind him and raised his gun to aim at Danny.

It happened in a second. The moment Angela saw the kidnapper's gun begin to rise, she raised her gun herself. Two shots were fired. One from the kidnapper's gun and one from Angela's. One hit Danny. The other hit the kidnapper.

He swung around madly and raised his gun at Angela. She shot again catching him in the middle of his chest. His eyes wide and mad, he fell heavily on the ground, the gun clattering out of his hand onto the cement.

Agents were now swarming all around them. The gun was kicked away from the kidnapper's hand by one, while another declared him dead. Several agents were attending to Danny who was still on the ground. His shirt had been ripped open to show his bullet vest over his chest. He was breathing heavily, but he seemed to be alright.

Everything for the past minute had been in complete slow motion, but now that it was over, everything sped back up to normal speed. The sound came back. The feelings came back.

Angela was shaking madly and her gun dropped to the ground. There were hands on her shoulders, and Jack's voice was by her side. Her eyes stayed glued to the dead man still lying on the ground. Her breath was shallow and rapid. Her knees were shaking so badly that she could barely stand. Her eyes slowly moved from the dead man to Danny who was looking at her in a way that he hadn't before.

She turned to Jack to say something, to say anything. But she couldn't. She could talk. She couldn't stand. She couldn't see. She couldn't hear. She couldn't take it.

Angela doubled over and vomited before she disappeared into a world of black.

A/N: I bet you kids have been waiting the entire week, checking every half hour to see if there's a new chapter up even though it wasn't Friday yet. Or maybe that's just something I'd do. :)

Anyways, leave me comments! Tell me what you think! I love to get your response because it allows me to see what you're thinking and let me make future changes to clarify or make something better.

So. Let's see. Of course the question, "What is up with Angela and guns?" "Why did she react so violently towards a shooting?" "Gasp, what does the title of the chapter mean?" and the ever present question "What the fuck happened to her in MAY?!"

Those questions should be burning in your mind. And if they're not, they are now.

Anyways, have a wonderful weekend, my readers. Tonight is my school's homecoming game which I will be attending in a few short hours. Tomorrow night is my dance. Wish me luck on getting asked to dance a few times. I keep hoping that a rather Danny-like guy will randomly show up at the dance. I'm allowed to dream, aren't I?

Leave reviews and have an amazing weekend!

-Laura