Here ya go! The next chapter! Hope you enjoy! :D Oh, and thanks for the reviews as always!
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"Look, all we need is the video tape coverage for the shooting." Colby said. The frustration in his voice was clear.
"And I'm telling you that you need a warrant." The security officer replied.
Suzie and Colby were standing in front of a desk with a sign on it that said Chief Security Officer. The small office was bland. Three of the walls were white and the fourth was a gray partition. Other than that was a calendar, clock, and the cluttered desk in the middle with a few chairs around it.
Suzie glanced at the security officer's name tag before she leaned over and placed both hands on the man's desk all the while giving the man an intimidating glare. "Mr. Fox, an FBI agent's brother is in the hospital on his death bed while his pregnant wife has nothing to do but worry. If he dies before we get those videos I'm sure we can find some things to charge you with. Obstruction of justice, accessory after the fact, accessory to manslaughter…" she trailed off letting the man's imagination take care of the rest.
Mr. Fox gulped as sweat started beading his forehead. Colby was impressed.
"Y-you'll have to t-talk to my lawyer." Mr. Fox stuttered. He grabbed a sticky note and pencil. When he was done Suzie all but ripped it off his desk. She read it and then handed it to Colby.
"We'll be back." Suzie answered gruffly pretending that she hadn't read the note. On the sticky note was scrawled 'Man w/gun behind partition'.
Colby unholstered his weapon and took a few silent steps forward. Suzie silently walked up beside him. She held her gun in her left and grabbed the handle for the sliding partition with her right. Colby brought his weapon up and nodded. Suzie flung the partition open without a second thought.
Colby came face to face with another gun barrel. "Put the gun down!" Colby yelled. Suzie had her gun leveled on the other man now too.
"Put it down!" Suzie yelled.
The gunman eyed the two agents warily. His intel had been wrong. He'd been expecting two males.
Suzie saw the man's eyes shift towards her and tightened her grip on her gun.
"Don't even think about it." Colby barked.
He thought about it. And then he did it. He launched himself forward and into the female agent hoping to take her down and use her as a hostage.
Colby didn't shoot. He couldn't risk hitting Suzie. A mere 3 seconds passed. Suzie was on top of the man with her knee planted firmly in the middle of his back and had one of his arms twisted back behind him. His gun was a good eight feet away. She holstered her gun and then reached back and pulled out her cuffs. She slapped on his wrist and started reading him the riot act.
Colby holstered his weapon again and whistled, impressed.
Suzie had to repress the wicked grin that came across her face as she jerked the man into a standing position. "Well, Granger, you gonna call for back up or not? We can't transport both of these guys in the same car." She teased.
"We could…" Colby said sarcastically.
A look of horror crossed Mr. Fox's face. "Am I still getting arrested? I was under duress!"
"You hand over those tapes and all we need is a statement from you." Colby said with no real intent of arresting the innocent man.
Suzie had a tight grip on the back of the gunman's shirt as Colby called in for backup.
The gunman wasn't finished though. He wouldn't go down this easily. He quickly threw all his weight to the side. He cracked Suzie in the head with his head.
Suzie let out a yelp as her vision blurred and she stumbled forward. Colby literally dropped his phone to go for his gun, but the gunman was using Suzie as cover. The gunman had slipped through the chain and now had his hands in front of him.
Suzie was suddenly aware of cold metal against her throat that was cutting of her air supply. The gunman had pulled the chain of his handcuffs tight over her throat.
"Put the agent down!" Colby yelled and thought the words were as awkward as it sounded.
"Take the shot." Suzie gasped. She looked calm, but inside she was sure her heart was going to leap out of her chest at any moment.
"You're not going to take me in!" The man said and tightened the chain over Suzie's throat. "Not unless it's on a stretcher!"
Suzie's face was starting to turn blue. "Take it." She rasped.
Colby pulled the trigger. (He thought that the Mr. Fox guy was going to pee his pants at the sound.) The gunman and Suzie toppled over backwards. He heard a cry of pain from the man as they hit the floor. Suzie pulled out from underneath the chain and started coughing as fresh oxygen entered her lungs.
"Let's go." Colby growled menacingly as he picked the gunman up off the ground. "You alright, Suze?"
"I'm fine." She rasped in between coughs. "Nice shot."
Colby had placed a well aimed bullet in the gunman's arm. "Let's just get this scum bag out of here."
A couple minutes later a few LAPD squad cars and an ambulance had arrived. Mr. Fox had readily handed over more than enough tapes and was then put in a car and sent over to the FBI building. Colby and Suzie were currently watching the EMTs fix up the mysterious gunman. Suzie was holding an ice pack on her head.
"You should get your throat checked out." Colby said nonchalantly.
"I'm fine, really. You don't have to worry about me." Suzie replied hoarsely.
Colby sighed. He really didn't want to have to say what he did, but he was going to be supervisor of the Violent Crime Squad as soon as Don was officially the SAC. "Do I have to pull rank on you?"
Suzie sighed. She knew she probably should. "No, sir." her tone was defeated.
As if on cue an EMT came over. "The shot was a through and through so he should be ready to be transported now."
"Good." Colby said. "Would you be able to look at her for a moment?"
The EMT's eyes widened as he saw the purple bruising around Suzie's neck. She smiled weakly in response.
Don had a screaming headache, but he wasn't about to take the pain meds. Pain meds always did funky stuff to him. He was still sitting in Charlie's room in the same chair. He was holding his head with his left hand. He figured he must have dozed off because he suddenly felt arms wrap around him from behind. He smiled and looked up to see Robin.
"Hey." She greeted quietly.
"Hey." Don replied.
"How's he doing?" Robin asked.
"Fine as far as I can tell." Don said as he glanced over his unconscious brother. He ran a nervous hand through his hair.
"How are you?" Robin asked instead. "Alan told me what happened."
Don winced at the memory and Robin noticed. "I just have a headache now." he said honestly.
Robin walked around and curled up on Don's lap. She pressed her head against Don's neck. Don rested his cheek on top of Robin's head. He was glad to have her here. "Don't you have court?" he asked curiously.
"We got out early when one of the jurors got stung by a bee and nearly went into anaphylactic shock." Robin explained.
"That sounds fun." Don said lightheartedly.
"I get the next two days off while they find a new juror. One that's not allergic to bees."
Don chuckled lightly.
Robin waited then. She gently ran her hand up and down Don's chest. Don needed time. Then he would open up.
It happened quicker than Robin had expected. "I'm scared for him, Robin." His voice was husky. Robin looked up and saw a single tear escape down his cheek. Don hastily reached up to wipe it off, hoping that Robin hadn't seen. Robin was genuinely worried. Don never cried.
"Hey, look at me, Don." Robin said as she straightened up so they were at eye level with each other. Don looked over with pleading eyes. Robin put her hands on his face to keep him from looking away. She felt the stubble on his face and subconsciously wondered when the last time he shaved was. "Charlie's going to be fine, Don. The doctor's cleared him and he's going to be fine. You're going to be fine too. Everything's going to be alright in a week or so." She held Don's eyes. She knew her words were just words, but she hoped Don knew what she felt.
"I just keep thinking about their baby, Robin." Don said sincerely.
A corner of Robin's mouth turned up. "You are such an overprotective brother." She teased.
Don smiled and then kissed Robin. Don's cellphone rang moments later. "Eppes." He answered in seconds ignoring Robin's protests that said he wasn't allowed a cellphone in here.
"Don, we found someone related to Charlie's shooting. He was waiting to get a hold of the security tapes at the airport." Colby said.
"Good. You have him at the office?" Don asked.
"He's already in the interrogation room."
"Nice job, Colb." He replied then clicked his phone shut. "Gotta go, they've got a suspect in custody."