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Gunshots woke Flack from his dreamless sleep. Instantly he was fully awake and had unholstered his weapon. Through the window he could see Lindsay in Danny's arms, despite the chaos somewhere down the corridor; both of them were still asleep.
Upon hearing the sound of smashing glass nearby, Flack spun around just in time to see a man running at him with a gun.
A single gun shot brought both men to the ground.
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The familiar sound of a gun being fired woke Danny and Lindsay with a start, without hesitating Danny kissed Lindsay's cheek, pulled his gun from its holster and approached the door.
Lindsay watched as Danny slowly pulled the door open and slipped into the corridor.
Thirty seconds later, another gunshot echoed throughout the room and Lindsay witnessed Danny and a uniformed officer drop to the floor.
She waited with bated breath for a sign that Danny was alright. Another long thirty seconds passed and the officer that had gone down with Danny suddenly appeared, talking quickly into his radio.
The sight caused Lindsay to go into panic mode. Realising that Danny could be injured, she pulled at her IV so that it came out and ran to the door, ignoring the sharp pain in her stomach and the fact that the room around her was spinning.
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In the middle of the corridor Danny could see Flack, on top of his legs a man lay whimpering, a gun still clenched in his hand.
Danny glanced at the two officers to his left, who were edging closer to the man with the gun and Flack.
"Flack, are you alright?"
"I'll be fine as soon as you get this idiot away from me." Flack muttered under his breath.
"Shut up!" The man shouted raising his gun.
Before he even had a chance to pull the trigger one of the officers had put a bullet into his chest causing both the man and the gun to fall to the fall.
At the same time, both Danny and the other officer dropped to the ground, the officer secured the weapon and Danny went to help Flack.
"Are you hit?" Danny asked eyeing Flack who was still lying on the floor.
"Nope, this idiot just fell on me when officer Murphy shot him down. He must have been on one hell of a mission to have carried on with a bullet in his shoulder."
"He had a bullet in his leg as well." Danny told him, looking at the man.
"Yeah, one of the security guards got him." The officer on the floor told them as he stood up and started talking into his radio.
"Do you think he wanted Lindsay?" Danny asked quietly.
"I dunno. He could have just been a junkie looking for a fix." Flack told him, sitting up. "Either way you better call Mac."
"Danny? Flack? What happened?" Lindsay asked as she appeared in the doorway, clinging helplessly to the frame to keep herself stood up.
"Montana!" Danny called as both he and Flack scrambled to their feet and over to Lindsay just in time to stop her from hitting the ground.
"Linds, what are you doing out of bed?" Danny asked as he carried the pale woman back to the hospital bed.
"Danny, Lindsay, Flack, what's going on?" Mac asked entering the room followed by Hawkes and Stella; both had concerned looks on their faces.
"Gun wielding maniac, probably a junkie, decided to try and take a shot at me so officer Murphy shot him, hit him in the chest." Flack informed them.
"Security had already put a bullet in his leg and Murphy had already got him in the shoulder but he wasn't about to give in." Danny continued.
"And Lindsay?" Stella asked as she moved closer to the bed.
"Montana here got a little over excited and decided she wanted to play the heroine." Danny said as he watched Lindsay turn red.
"That is not true…" Lindsay started.
"She didn't even make it to the door though." Flack interrupted.
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"Hey Mac, I've got something." Hawkes called over to Mac from where he was crouched beside the body. "This was in his back pocket." He said handing him a folded up piece of paper.
"Lindsay Monroe, room 238." Mac read from the paper.
"Guess we know what this guy was after." Hawkes said turning back to processing the body.
"Have we got a name yet?"
"No ID in his pockets, just that note and ten bucks." Hawkes said showing him the evidence bags containing the contents of the man's pockets.
"I'll get Stella out here; see if she knows who this guy is." Mac said heading over to door, leaving Hawkes taking pictures.
"Stella, you got a minute?" Mac asked from the entrance to the room.
"Yeah, sure." She said walking over to him. "What do you need?"
"The body out there, do you know who he is?" Mac asked.
"I didn't get a good look at him." Stella told him heading over to Hawkes and the man.
"That's Ben Stone, another of the suspects from Chicago. I think he was the man at the crime scene the other day, where the man was thrown from a van."
"The man with the knife?" Mac asked.
"Yeah, I definitely knew his voice and now that I can see his face…"
"Okay, thanks Stella. Hawkes, when we are finished here I need you to go home and get some sleep. We still have to interview Matthew Finley tomorrow."