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What Does It Take?

Heat Of The Moment

Sara stared up at the man, absolutely furious. His eyes bore into her, staring as if he could see every thought that crossed her mind.

She edged her hand a miniscule distance towards her gun, but he caught on quickly.

"Don't you dare." He said sternly in a rough voice that fit with his appearance. Sara stayed very still.

The man was blocking her only exit, her gun was lying five feet away and there was nobody in the hallway. Wait, where were the cops? Werent they supposed to stand guard? Maybe Greg had sent them away when he arrived. Greg. Shit, she'd forgotten about him.

Sara's eyes flickered to the living room and back, hoping the man didn't notice. She didn't see Greg, but she knew he'd caught on by now. He was quick, but at this point, pretty useless. He didn't have a gun on him, as per usual.

She maintained eye contact with he man for a few more seconds, even though it felt like hours.

"Who else is in here with you?" He asked angrily, his eyes moving around the visible space. But his gun remained firmly pointed at Sara.

"Nobody." She said quickly, her fear for Greg taking over. There was no way she was allowing hm to get hurt. "Just me."

The man stared at her even harder. "You better not be lying."

She shook her head slowly, wishing with everything she had, that Greg would be smart enough to stay hidden.

Suddenly she had to focus on staying calm. Out of the corner of her eyes, barely visible, she saw Greg's figure stepping silently towards them.

No, no, no! Don't Greg. Stay there! Her mind came up with a million things she wished to yell at him, but knew she couldn't even hint at his presence.

Greg was now literally inches from her attacker and she tried to keep him distracted. Her hand moved sideways to her gun and the man's eyes flashed red.

"I told you not to do that! I swear to god, I'll kill you. You understand me?" He said menacingly and she nodded, slightly shaken.

And one second later, Greg made the move she had been fearing.

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Greg jumped on the man, not listening to Sara's shout. His fear for her safety overpowered anything else.

The man stumbled, caught way off guard. Greg punched his stomach, and the gun flew onto the floor. A sickening blow hit Greg's stomach- he had hesitated too long.

Suddenly he was aware that Sara was now standing up, leaning on the wall for support. One hand was on her head, almost as if she was trying to hold it together.

Within a split second, Sara had launched herself past the man, trying to reach a gun. Any gun. The man grabbed her shoulders, pushing her backwards.

Greg forgot everything else except her. His arms outstretched and caught her falling figure, feeling her full weight in his hands.

And then it was over. He looked up and his body went numb. The man had regained his strength and not to mention his gun. It was pointed straight at Greg.

Greg had never liked guns. No, actually he hated them. There was something about having the power to kill someone instantly, that made him cringe away from them. So he never bothered to carry his. Boy, did he regret that now.

"Don't move. Your pretty dumb for doing that." The man stuttered, obviously without a plan B. "NowI have to kill both of you."

"Don't." Greg heard Sara say from beside him. She'd straightened up, but she was still shaking. "Nobody needs to die. Whatever you need us to do, to make this work, we'll do it." She was surprisingly calm, and in the back of his mind, Greg associated her with his mother, who often spoke to him that way.

The man continued to look frustrated. A second later he cocked his gun and Greg's heart leapt out of his chest.

"Please." He blurted out, the hand he still had on Sara's arm tightening. "We'll do what you say. You don't need to kill anyone. Were CSIs we know that you'll hunt us down if we tell, we get cases like that everyday. You can trust us. Just... Just don't kill us." He finished, rather surprised those words had even come out of his own mouth.

The man hesitated, but lowered his gun an inch or two.

"Fine... but you have to stay quiet. You have to do what I say and stay quiet. Okay?" He said, slightly calmer than before.

Sara and him nodded in unison. The man gestured towards the smallest bedroom, the one where Greg had found the locket.

"Go in there. Sit down, stay quiet and...and don't do anything stupid."

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