'What the- let me through!' bellowed Pike at the top of his lungs as he fought through the crowd of people milling around the FBI building. The whole of the top two floors had sort of fallen down onto the one below, making the whole structure look oddly distorted and, in some places, dented. Pike kept trying to phone Lisbon but she wasn't picking up. This made him very anxious.

Pike scanned the sea of people for someone- anyone- who looked in the slightest way official. He didn't know whether he was looking for an FBI worker or a face he recognised but he had to speak to someone. He had to know if Lisbon was alright.

Finally, he was able to push his way to the front of the crowds so that he was as close to the building as he could get without crossing the yellow tape. He watched as a combination of policemen, firefighters, and rescuers did their best to get into the building and remove rubble without accidentally causing the whole thing to collapse. Pike could tell merely by surveying them closely that it was tricky work. He edged to a man with a clipboard, hoping that perhaps he would provide him with answers.

'Hey,' he said urgently, making the man turn around, eyebrows raised on his surprisingly calm and steady face.
'Please,' implored Pike, 'you have to tell me. There's a friend of mine, more like girlfriend, who works there and I think she's in the building.'

'Which floor was she on,' he asked in a matter of fact tone.
Pike pulled an exasperated grimace, 'how am I supposed to know? She normally works near the top though so does that mean she's stuck? Will she be able to get out?'

'Too soon to tell,' sighed the man, 'we're not sure just how damaged it is on the inside. Rescue helicopters,' he gestured overheard almost as if Pike couldn't see them already, 'have come now and, once we have the right equipment and machinery, we will try and carefully dismantle the top few floors in order to uncover any people that may remain in there.'

'How fast can you do it?' asked Pike, 'only, we- me and my girlfriend- are supposed to be moving to DC tomorrow.'

However the man merely shook his head, 'I'm not sure whether we'll be able to get to her before then. Though we will try our best… but I assure you I'm not promising anything… but we will try.'

Pike nodded and turned away quickly, feeling that if he didn't do something the man would continue shooting uncertain statements at him. All of his talking was making Pike even more uncomfortable.

What was he going to do?

He had to make the move to DC tomorrow but Lisbon needed to be with him. What if she didn't get out before then…
He had to move, would he just have to move houses and then come back to 'collect' her?

The noise of the helicopters combined with the chattering of the surrounding people was making Pike's ear ache a little so he made to turn around and retreat back into the thinner sections of the crowd however he soon found himself ambushed by a reporter and a camera man who were obviously working with some sort of news or media.

'And here you join us at the wreckage of some of the buildings that were the most badly affected after the earthquake this afternoon,' said the reported before turning to Pike, jabbing a microphone forcefully in his face, 'can you, sir, tell us what has been happening here. Do you think there is any hope for the building and, more importantly, the people inside.'

'I don't know,' muttered Pike, 'but I kinda need to be someone so can I just-'
'How long do you think it will be before this disaster is resolved?' Interrupted the reporter.

Once again, Pike tried to get away, murmuring, 'I really have to be going.'

'Do you-'

'Dammit I don't!' Yelled Pike before shoving the cameraman out of the way, intent on getting as far away from the annoying reporter as it was possible to be.

Once Pike was back on the street, away from all of the babbling people standing on tiptoes in order to see the building, he made to walk to his car. There weren't many buildings that weren't showing signs of being affected by the quake however the place in which he feared Lisbon stood was definitely the one that had suffered the most damage.

Pike then wondered whether any of her other co-workers were in there so, to find out, he called each one them in turn.

He started with Abbott who, thankfully, answered almost immediately.

He then tried Wiley: No answer.

Then he tried Kim: No answer.

Then Cho: No answer.

Pike frowned, wondering if all three of them were in there. Perhaps they were with Lisbon. Maybe there was a chance they were still alive.

He then remembered Jane and how he spent most of the evenings on his sofa. Wanting to know whether Jane was still with Lisbon, he tried to phone Jane. As he had feared, Jane didn't answer either.

Pike bit his lip. He knew he ought to feel really bad that Jane was stuck in there, but then again, he'd never really taken to Jane. There was no denying he felt threatened by him and a little intimidated by his attitude.

Well, there was no staying here and watching the extremely slow progress of the rescuers so Pike got into his car and drove home. He'd be returning the next day however to pick up Lisbon- and then they were out of here.

He wanted to leave now more than ever and he wanted to take Lisbon with him quickly because, despite her enthusiasm, he couldn't shake of the hunch that she was going to decide to stay at the last minute.

The last thing that Pike wanted was for Lisbon to stay here where she could act as Jane's pet dog.

Hope you liked it:) please review

and, btw, if you're getting the impression I'm leaning more towards pike/Lisbon in this scene: don't worry! I am a 110% jisbon fan and this fanfiction is primarily aimed at them. I just thought that Pike getting a bigger role may make the plot more interesting. next scene will be jane/Lisbon, promise! then I might do one from the other people trapped (kim/wiley/cho) ;)