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This chapter is kind of strange... Well I'll let you see why ! If you have any question or anything that you might not have understand at the end, don't hesitate to ask me, and I will answer - if that doesn't spoil what's coming next of course haha !
Enjoy !
« Put the guns down ! »
Really ? REALLY ? He stopped himself from turning around and rolling his eyes at Erin. Did she really think for only ONE SECOND that they were going to obey, when they had already started the fire for two good minutes and were totally overpowering them ? Well, at least she still had some hope, and he guessed it was better than if she had decided to have a breakdown and curled herself in the corner of the room, but still, he didn't know she could be this naive sometimes.
« You both should put the guns down lady ! »
« Like if » thought Jay and he fired back. He smiled a little seeing he had touched one of the guys in the arms, and that one other had stopped firing to check on his comrades, making himself an open target. He shot him successfully in the torso and quickly backed down behind the wall when they fired back.
Okay. Two down, three more to go. But he only had one bullets left, and if he had counted well, it was the same for Erin.
Sighing, he looked at her deeply, trying to let her understand how deep they were and how it would be great if she could magically think about a plan before their opponents understand too that they were both running low on bullets and were almost not a threat anymore.
Erin seemed to have thought about the exact same thing, because she simply nodded knowingly. Their only chance was to go frontal now and hope for the best. Without letting himself think about the stupidity of his plan or how their chances to escape from this were way to low for his liking, he almost jumped from his position, grabbed a vase that was on the table near him and threw it at one of the guy in the head. He saw one of the guys going down and thanked in his head Erin for her good aim.
His last bullet went directly in the head of the last guy, and he checked the other guy that he had hit just before with the vase : this one was out of cold also, lying limply on the floor. Well, he didn't know a vase could do that much damage, but he was thankful of it.
« Good work partner » He turned to Erin, smiling.
And frowned when he saw her face going from relieved to horrified.
« Jay, behind you ! »
He only felt something jabbing him in the neck, and almost immediately, everything seemed to blur out.
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He hit the ground, hard, incapable of stopping himself. His own body wouldn't respond to him anymore. But the worst was that he was still very conscious, but incapable of doing or saying anything.
His vision was blurry, but clear enough for him to distinct the form of Erin's legs, a few feet away from him. She wasn't moving. Why wasn't she moving ? He concentrated, trying his best to make his body obedient to him, but he just wouldn't move. He thought that he could vaguely hear something, like someone screaming maybe. Was it Erin ?
Jay knew the thing that he had been injected with in the neck was probably the cause of his state, but what he didn't is who jabbed him in the first place. He had counted they were only five guys, and all five of them were down ! Maybe a sixth one was hiding somewhere or one of them was only playing the unconscious part…
Erin's legs were moving. They stopped in front of him, and suddenly it was her knee and then her face that he was seeing. She looked worried. Eh, he was worried too, but he didn't like seeing her worried. He desesperately wanted to tell her something, anything, or to even move the smallest part of his body to reassure her but he just couldn't and it was the most frustrating sensation he had ever felt. He was feeling utterly useless.
Another pair of feets appearead, and Erin got up. Why was she getting up ? Who was with her ? Wait, they were going away. If Erin was with one of the guys then she was in danger. He had to do something !
But he couldn't.
He wanted to scream his frustration, but his lips wouldn't even move.
He wanted to kick something, but he could just feel his hands totally numb against the ground.
He couldn't even close his eyes, damn it !
Something wet was running down his face. Blood, he guessed. He did had hit the ground hard on his head on his fall.
They were no legs moving anymore. They had gotten out of the house. The only thing he could see now was the body of one of the guys he shot just before, and the ground.
And he thought it was going to be a simple interview…
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For how long had he been staying here ?
He couldn't be sure. He had started to count the seconds in his head a few minutes, he guessed, after the departure of Erin and the guy, and he was now at 4200 seconds. So roughly one hour and fifteen minutes, to which he could add the presumably five minutes after their leave.
So it would bring him to 1h20. But he had no way to be sure about that. Maybe they had left for less or more time before he started to count. But even still, the difference surely was not that important.
During all of this time, not a single person came. Erin had called for reinforcement during the shooting, someone should have arrived for a while now !
His eyes were burning, and he wished he could just close them, even for a second.
Why wasn't anyone coming ?
Was Erin okay ?
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Someone was coming. A pair of leg was coming closer and closer to him. Judging by the shoes, it was definitely a man, approximately 5'8 tall.
Jay saw a hand coming close to his face and then, much to his relief, his eyes were closed.
He felt someone grabbing him none-too-gently by the arm, and then he felt himself being dragged out of the house.
He was pretty sure someone was talking, but he couldn't understand what they were saying, the voices seemed to be coming from miles away while he was pretty sure they were just next to him.
Then something pierced his arm skin, and with a mix of relief and worry, he felt himself drifting into uncounsciouness.
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« Is he awake ? »
Someone was talking.
« No.
- How long until he wakes up ? »
- I don't know. He's weighting less than I thought, I suppose he will stay out for another hour or so. »
Who were they ? What was happening ? He had to open his eyes.
« Eh, he's moving ! »
Were they talking about him ?
« Inject him now.
No !
- Sure. »
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Jay slowly opened his eyes, and closed them almost imnediately, mentally cursing the light.
« Come on Jay, open those baby blue of yours for me. »
He knew this voice. Who was it ? Adam ! Yes, it definitely was Adam's voice. But what was Ruzek doing here ? Had he got himself kidnapped also ? Wait, what about Erin ?
« Where is Erin ? »
Well, at least, that's what he tried to say, but it came more as 'whesein', but Ruzek seemed to understand, because he responded :
« She's good, just resting in another room. Come on, open your eyes now ! »
Jay obeyed reluctantly and smiled when he saw that he was in an hospital room.
Okay, so they had gotten rescued then. Good.
« What happened ?
- Well you got into a nasty car crash in your way to the Parson's house. Erin got out with a sprained ankle, a concussion and a memory loss but rather than that she's okay. You were also quite lucky : you only broke two ribs, apart from all of those gash and contusions you got yourself all around your body.
Jay narrowed his eyes.
« What are you talking about ? What car crash ?
You don't remember ? The doctor said it might happen. Some guys found your car crashed against a tree, and they called the aid. I don't know what happened exactly, but you should have seen the state of your car ! It was literaly in pieces. You guys are really lucky to have made it out in one piece.
But the shooting…
What shooting ? Oh man, laughed Ruzek, you must be delirious from all of this drug they're giving you !
No, you don't understand ! » Jay felt himself tensing up «We never got into a car crash, we went to interview the Parsons and when we entered in their house some guys attacked us and…
Eh, calm down buddy ! » Ruzek was now frowning, clearly worried. « Come on Jay, it must be your imagination, you just were…
I know what I'm saying ! » Halstead cut him, trying unsuccessfully to keep his breathing even.
What does that mean ? What was happening ? Why was Adam talking about a car crash ? He knew he hadn't dreamed the shooting, and Erin getting away, and some guys injecting him something. It was real, he knew it. He knew it.
« Jay ? Jay ! »
It was getting hard to breathe, and his all body completely tensed up. He was aware that he was having a panic attack, but he couldn't fight it. What happened ? Why was Ruzek convinced they had a car crash ? What does all of this mean ?