Sorry it's taken me this long to put up a new chapter. I have limited access to the internet. But here's chapter two finally. Hope you like it.

Chapter Two

AD Travis sat in his office sorting through some papers when his secretary stuck her head in the door.

"There's a call for you," she said as he looked up.

"AD Travis," he said picking up the receiver.

"You picked the wrong man to mess with Travis," Robinton's voice said coming through the receiver. "Larabee and his men has already paid for their intrusion."

"What have you done with them, Robinton?" Travis demanded but the phone went dead.

Travis slammed the phone down just as Cathy stuck her head in the door again.

"Is everything okay?" she asked.

He just nodded and she left again, shutting the door behind her. He sat down and pulled Robinton's case file toward him to try and found out where Chris and his team was.

At the warehouse, Josiah started to stir and his head felt like it was splitting in two. His vision finally cleared and he looked around. Nathan wasn't far from him and he was also starting to come around.

"Man what happened?" Nathan asked as Josiah helped him to his feet.

Josiah glanced up at the ceiling and saw nothing but a huge hole.

"Looks like we fell through the floor when the explosion occurred," he said as he winced some.

"You okay?" Nathan asked.

"My ribs hurt a little," Josiah said. "I don't think it's anything serious."

"Seen any of the others?"

Josiah just shook his head. Then they heard moaning from nearby and as Josiah moved toward the sound, he saw Buck and Ezra. He looked around to see if he could find Chris, Vin and JD, but they were nowhere in sight.

"Buck, Ezra, you two okay?" Josiah said helping them sit up.

"I think so," Buck said brushing rock off him. "Gonna be sore for awhile though."

"I can concur that also, Mr. Sanchez," Ezra said taking a handkerchief out of his coat and wiping his face.

They were soon on their feet and made their way over debris to Nathan, who was looking around.

"We need to find the others," Buck said. "They were together when the floor gave way."

"My bag should be around here somewhere," Nathan said looking around. "We need to find it."

At the ATF building, Travis had called a meeting with Teams 3, 6 and 8.

"I received a call from Magnus Robinton about a half hour ago," he said to them. "Something went wrong with the bust Team 7 was working on. Haven't heard anything back from them. The last place they could be at is the old box factory out on 10th. I need Teams 3 and 6 to check out the warehouse and 8 to try and find Robinton. Report anything back to me."

"A report just came in that there was some kind of explosion over that way," Jerrod Thompson, who was the leader of 6, said.

"Let's go," Travis said grabbing his jacket.

At the warehouse, Chris' eyes slowly opened and regretted it at once as pain seared in his head. He found he was laying on his back, staring at a huge hole above him, and he remembered what had happened.

He went to sit up and found he couldn't. He raised his head far enough to see a piece of slab across his legs from the hips down. He tried to move it and pain coursed through his body and he almost passed out.

He heard movement and looked around to see Vin not far from him. He was trapped under the slab also. He was moving his head but hadn't regained consciousness yet.

Knowing JD had to be around there somewhere, he looked around and found him beside him. Chris could see that he was on his stomach, still unconscious. But he was trapped from the middle of his back down and since he was facing him, he could see that he was bleeding heavily from a deep gash on his forehead.

Meanwhile, the others had found Nathan's bags and was glad to see that the flashlights hadn't broken from the fall.

"Let's go," Buck said as they clicked them on. "We need to be careful and also need to try and find anyway out of here."

They fanned out as best as they could and started forward looking for their friends. Debris from above dropped every once in a while.

Pain coursed through Chris' body every time anything fell on the slab pinning him, Vin and JD to the ground.

"What happened Chris?" Vin's weak voice came through to him.

Chris looked over to see Vin watching him through pain-filled eyes.

"We fell through the floor," Chris said, wincing as another piece hit the slab.

"What about the others?" Vin asked as he spotted JD.

"Don't know," Chris said. "I don't think they got out. Are you able to move at all. The slab won't budge."

Vin tried but could not move his legs at all. "Guess we're stuck here til help arrives!"

Vin turned his head as he saw a beam of light coming and saw Josiah heading their way.

"Nathan, over here," Josiah called, as he hurried over to them. "You guys okay?"

"Been better," Chris said. "Check on JD. He hasn't regained consciousness yet."

Nathan got there and checked on JD. "He's alive," he said after checking his pulse. "How are you and Vin doing?"

"We're okay," Chris said. "Just can't move our legs."

"We sure got lucky," Vin said. "It's probably a good thing there was this room beneath the warehouse."

In an old house not far from the warehouse, Robinton and his men were happy with the way things had gone down.

"Ernie, turn on the news, see if there's anything about it yet," Robinton said.

Ernie flipped on the television and tuned in to the local news.

"We don't know exactly what happened," Kathy Newton was saying. "But according to witnesses, there was an explosion at the old box warehouse. Firefighters and ambulances have dispatched I have also heard from AD Orrin Travis that one of his ATF teams was possibly in there at the time and possibly still in there. Back to you, Jim."

"Thanks Kathy," newsanchorman Jim Thomas said. "In other news…"

"Go keep your eyes on the scene and once they are free, find out if they're alive then report back to me," Robinton said.

Travis and the teams arrived at the warehouse at about the same time of the rescue teams.

"I'm going to talk to the fire chief then we'll start looking for Chris and the others," Travis said to the others and then headed for the fire trucks.

In the basement, Buck and the others were trying to get the slab of concrete off but wasn't having any luck.

"It ain't budging," Ezra said wiping the sweat off his brow. "Now what?"

"We look for a way out of here," Buck said. "Me and Ezra will look while you and Nathan try and figure out a way to lift that off of them."

Buck and Ezra moved away, looking for a way out. Nathan took a bandage out of his bag and put it over the gash above JD's eye. As he applied pressure, JD woke with a start, gasping in pain.

"Easy JD," Nathan said putting his hand on his shoulder.

"What…happened?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"We fell through the floor," Nathan said. "How do you feel?"

"Can't feel my legs and my back is hurting," he replied. "Why can't I move?"

"You, Vin and Chris are trapped under a piece of concrete," Nathan replied.

The bleeding finally stopped and Nathan taped a clean one over the gash.

Outside, Travis was talking to the fire chief.

"You're sure your men are in that building?" Hank Gonzalez asked.

"Absolutely sure," Travis said. "There was a bust going down when it happened. I need to get my men in there."

"We can't send anyone down there until we get this fire under control," Gonzalez said. "Is there anyway to get ahold of anyone on that team?"

Travis smiled and took out his cell phone. He dialed Chris' number, but it was out of service. Hanging up, he tried Buck's number and sighed with relief as it started to ring.

Buck jumped when his cell rang and pulled it out, relieved it was still in one piece.

"It's Travis," he said as he pushed the talk button. "It's good to hear your voice, Mr. Travis?"

"Are you all okay?" Travis asked.

"We've been better," Buck said. "We need help down here. Chris, Vin and JD are trapped under a piece of concrete."