Radioactive Roses
A/N: sorry for taking so long. Please enjoy.
Chapter seven
Lisbon heard their thoughts two seconds before the armed men burst onto their floor. She turned to the team, and her boss. "Everybody down!"
They all hit the ground behind the desks as the men opened fire into the room. The glass partitions and windows shattered, scattering glass all over the room. The men were yelling orders, and began pulling the agents out from behind the desks. There were four of them with automatic machine pistols, and two hand guns each. They lined the agents up against the far wall and made them sit down. A pile of identification cards, hand guns and cell phones sat next to Van Pelt's desk, which had been pushed to the side to make room. Jane did a quick check for injuries, and saw that Van Pelt had a cut above her eyebrow from a flying shard of glass. Apart from that one injury, no one else appeared to be hurt.
Lisbon sat with her eyes closed. The leader stood in front of her boss, Agent Stevens. "We are here to make a protest against the brutality of state agents towards citizens."
Lisbon's eyes snapped open. "The Kingsway Case."
The leader heard her speak and turned his gun on her. "What did you say?"
Lisbon looked up into the man's face. They hadn't bothered concealing their identities, which didn't bode well for the team's survival. "The Kingsway Case. My team and I worked it. There were claims that my team were too brutal in the arrest of Leonard Sullivan."
The leader scowled. "Yes, Agent Lisbon, your team gave my brother a broken arm and a black eye before he was finally taken into custody."
Jane remembered the case well. Leonard had been lucky not to be shot. He had run into an apartment building, and had been followed by Lisbon. She had caught him at the top of the stairs, where he had taken a swing at her and wrestled her to the ground. She had defended herself, and ended up accidentally pushing him down one flight of stairs. The landing had broken his arm. The black eye had happened during the wrestle. However, Lisbon had had a few bruises too, as well as a split lip. Cho and Rigsby had arrived in time to avoid a fatal shooting.
The leader, Lisbon realised, was James Sullivan, Leonard's older brother. He hadn't been interviewed during the investigation because he didn't know the victim, Mara Kingsway. But he had made himself known now. James turned to the rest of his men and indicated that they cover the doors. He sat at Van Pelt's desk and laid his gun down. "What do you want?" asked Stevens.
James smiled. "I want Agent Lisbon and her team to resign, or I kill every person in this room."
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Lisbon started awake. She had been dozing on Cho's shoulder, and she turned to him. He felt her move, and gently patted her arm. 'We won't resign, Lisbon,' he thought. 'I'd rather die with you.'
Lisbon smiled. "Comforting thought, Cho."
She turned to Jane. He was sitting with his eyes closed, and she watched as the couch shifted closer and closer to them. His thoughts explained why. 'Lisbon, it will make a good shield for when you come up with a plan to get us out of here. I don't mind a few bullet holes.'
Rigsby and Van Pelt both looked at her. A few ideas flashed through her mind, but Lisbon shook her head. Although they were all very good ideas, none of them really appealed because they meant sacrificing a member of her team. James appeared next to them. "Agents Jane and Lisbon, come with me."
Jane stood up and pulled his boss to her feet. They walked together through into interview room one. The door shut behind them, and Jane went to the window. 'I think we're being recorded, Lisbon.' Jane thought.
"I think so too," replied Lisbon.
'So, any good plans?' Jane turned away from the window and frowned.
Lisbon shook her head. "None so far."
She sank into a chair and held her head in her hands. Jane sat opposite her. 'I've been experimenting with my telekinesis,' he thought. 'You remember that shield I managed to create on the balcony?'
Lisbon nodded. "Where is this going?"
Jane shut his eyes and concentrated. 'Get up and walk slowly towards the door.'
Lisbon frowned, puzzled, but stood up anyway. As she walked, she wondered what would happen.
Suddenly, it felt as though she had walked into a wall. She tried not to make it obvious, but she realised that Jane had formed the shield with his mind. She turned to face him. Before she could say anything to him, the door opened and James entered. The shield vanished. 'We can talk later.' Thought Jane as Lisbon sat down.
James began to circle the table. "You two had some pretty interesting conversation." He put his gun back into his holster. "How did you understand each other?"
Lisbon shrugged. "We've worked together for the better part of a decade. We can understand each other without speaking."
Jane nodded. "Lisbon knows everything about me."
Lisbon marvelled momentarily at how easy it was for Jane to lie. James nodded. "Whatever. All I want from the two of you is for Agent Lisbon to be the first to resign from her job."
Lisbon shook her head. "I will not resign. Your brother assaulted an officer of the law, and I was within my right to defend myself."
James turned to her. "So you were the one who broke his arm."
Lisbon scowled. "Your brother tackled me at the top of a flight of stairs. If I hadn't defended myself, he would have probably been charged with two counts of murder, instead of one."
James pulled out his gun and pointed it at Lisbon. "Maybe I should just finish the job."
Lisbon felt – rather than heard – Jane's mind go blank. James was intent on killing her, and he pointed the gun at her chest. His finger compressed, but nothing happened. The gun just clicked. James threw the gun in frustration and stormed from the room. Lisbon turned to Jane. "You?"
Jane nodded. 'I focussed on the firing pin and stopped it from moving. The gun is fine, if you want it.'
The gun scooted across the ground and stopped at Lisbon's feet. She picked it up and handed it to Jane. He slid it into his jacket pocket. She bent close to him. "Did the camera see?"
Jane shook his head. 'I cracked the lens when they weren't looking. The most they can see is a lot of cracks.'
Lisbon nodded, and the two of them stood up. A member of James' team came to the door and followed them back to the bullpen. Lisbon could see Rigsby with his arm protectively around his wife. As they sat down, the TV in the corner snapped on. Lisbon turned to see a news reporter standing out front of the building. The volume went up. James turned to his men. "Who did that?"
They all turned to each other and shrugged. The woman on screen turned to the building. "We have reports of a hostage situation within the CBI building. Most of the agents have been evacuated, but eleven agents remain unaccounted for, including CBI boss Agent Henry Stevens. It appears the hostage situation began as a protest against the brutality of state agents against the public, but the culprits still remain unknown. This is Lisa O'Connell, reporting live."
James turned his head as Cho's desk phone began to ring. He knew what was coming, and turned to Stevens. "You, answer the phone."
Stevens nodded, and sat down at Cho's desk. He picked the phone up, and put it on speaker. "Hello, this is Agent Stevens."
Jane turned to Lisbon. 'We need a distraction to break out. The negotiations won't save our lives.'
Lisbon nodded. He was right, because she could read James' mind. And his mind was set on murder, no matter what the negotiator said.
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