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Peyton and Sid were still standing in the alley when they heard the gunfire. Sid dropped his paper and grabbed hold of Peyton who's legs went weak at the sound.

'Mac.' Her voice cracked. She knew he was in there. He wasn't going to have left the lab unattended, especially with all that cocaine in the safe.

'He'll be alright Peyton.' Sid pulled her to her feet and walked her over to the sidewalk and sat her down.

'There all in there.'

Danny's heart pounded in his chest, his breathing quickened and his heart broke in two at the very thought of Lindsay being in that room.

'Lindsay.' Danny looked into the many glass rooms as he entered the main lab. Splintered glass littered the floor and the gunfire seemed never ending. There were screams to be heard as long as he strained her ears. He saw a gun lying just inside the trace lab. Wasting no time in getting there he scooped it up and sprinted toward the gunfire. He unlocked the gun and burst through the window into the evidence locker and pointed his gun at the last man standing.

Stella had seen what was going to happen as soon as she'd seen the last man exit the vault. Before her the guns lay abandoned. It was now or never. If she was going to make it to tomorrow alive, then she had to do it. The bullets were spat out at the four CSIs against the wall. A searing pain through her left shoulder shocked Stella into discharging the gun in her hand a second earlier than she'd have liked. Instead of the bullet hitting the mobster in the legs It flew right past him. She dropped the pistol behind her as the pain spread down her arm.

The bullets still flew at them. Lindsay was lying in front of the onslaught. Pain ripped through her stomach as she lay there defenceless. Mac seized the gun on the floor and discharged the pistol til there were no bullets left in the magazine. He'd been grazed by a rouge bullet and felt the warm sticky liquid dribble down his neck. He looked across at his co-workers.

Only one man was left standing re-arming himself. Danny burst through the glass wall into the evidence room firing an onslaught of SMG fire onto the man before him. Danny watched satisfied as he fell to the floor.

Mac was torn in three different directions as he saw the state his co-workers were in. Stella was paling as the blood she lost from her arm grew more and more. She could feel herself ebbing away from reality as the seconds ticked by.

Hawkes was holding his leg in as tight a grip he could muster. Two bullets had embedded themselves in his thigh. He'd gritted his teeth to muster the strength to stay awake. The others needed him, no was no time to nap.

Danny skidded to his knees on the floor beside Lindsay. He'd seen Mac rush to Stella's side and Hawke's was holding his own as he shakily took his cell from his pocket hoping signal had been restored. Lindsay was lying sprawled on her front a growing pool of blood around her. He panicked as he urgently pulled her over. He saw the bullet wound and the bruising on her upper body.

'Oh god Linds. Please be alive.'

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