A/N: Sorry for waiting but studies are taking all of my free time. Big thanks for my beta 'Spirit Speaker' and for dreameralways for your comment. Thank you all who put this story in story alert.


Chapter 5

General Jack O'Neill looked at his cell phone as if it would explain to him what just happened. He knows that Daniel can speak very quickly, but usually he allows him to get a word in. But not this time. This time Daniel spoke as a soldier not as a scientist, which could only mean that Daniel was in trouble.
Jack only sighed. Nothing new.
He knew what Daniel had in mind. He needed to contact Colonel Mitchell and General Landry. And then there was the part with the 'Magnificent Six'. So, there were six bad men.
"Dannyboy" he sighed hearing a knock on the door. "Come in"
"General" one of his Colonels entered his office and saluted, then turned on the television to the channel where a news reporter was speaking from Colorado Springs where six armed men took hostages in the bank.
"Damn you, Daniel" he said angrily and then grab the phone. "I need a transport to the SGC."

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"We got a call from someone at bank that George Bloom is having heart attack, and that they need paramedics." yelled Rossi to the rest of the team.
"They're letting the paramedics in?" JJ arrived from speaking with local reporters.
"They have to if they don't want to be responsible for the unintentional death of an elderly person." said Hotch coldly. This situation is taking too long.
"This man," Morgan point at man standing at the door, "That's the guy that Penelope can't identify." They watched as he let the paramedics inside and after a while they exited with the sick old man on a stretcher.
"We can't wait any longer," Hotch decided, and Rossi backed his decision. "We're entering in ten."
"Bring our golden boy safely back." They all heard Penelope's voice drift from the computer.

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"We have to get the hell out of here. It's getting too dangerous to stay here even if they still claim to want to negotiate with us." Yelled Joker as he paced nervously.
"Exits?" Count Dracula seized the manager of the bank by the shoulders.
"From the waiting area the exit goes to a small alley leading to the back road, and from the restrooms there is an exit to the parking lot." she said. Daniel looked out the window. It was getting dark, so they would want to escape under the cover of night. Joker looked around and, after a while, he grabbed a bucket full of the trash.
"Diversion." he suggested.
"We split up." ordered Dracula. "Perry, JJ, Collio you take two and you go to the parking lot. Di, you take care of the diversion. Mike, you're with us. Take the boys. The dude with friends at the Pentagon will be needed. We'll meet at an agreed place," He commanded calling them by their real names, a foolish and careless move on his part.

Three men with two women headed toward the designated exit. Joker set fire to a bucket and put it on the front door and then grabbed Reid by his injured shoulder making him to grimace in pain. Dracula grabbed Daniel and pushed forward motioning to him with his weapon. Daniel and Spencer knew that this was their chance. Joker with Spencer led them to the alley, and after them came Daniel with the Boss and another man.

Daniel quickly assessed the situation, and as soon as Count Dracula began a dialogue with the Joker, Jackson attacked the third man of the offenders. The man fell down immediately at the door. Jackson, without hesitation, grabbed the cover from the old bucket and brained the Boss of the group.
"Run Spence," he shouted, throwing himself on a third striker. Yet, Daniel himself was unable to avoid the series of blows that fell on him.

Reid swiped at Joker with a beam, who was swinging at Daniel. The robber fell to the ground, but both Reid and Jackson didn't foresee that Dracula gaining back consciousness and attacking.

With all his strength, Dracula struck Jackson in the ribs and then struck him across the head. Daniel fell to the ground unconscious, leaving Reid with the criminal. Dracula pushed Reid against a dumpster and pointed his gun at fallen agent.

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"Damn!" yelled Morgan seeing gray smoke drifting out of the door and windows of the bank.
"They're running; it's a diversion!" Rossi assured.
The agents were ready for action. They knew where the other two exits from the building were. Paramedics were waiting for their signals to pick up injured, if that would be needed. Morgan looked at the police officers. This needed to happen as quickly as possible.
"Rossi, take Prentiss and some police officers with you. Go to the parking lot exit." Hotch turned to JJ. "JJ, you and Deekson take the main door. Wait until the firefighters take care of the source of the smoke. Morgan, you're with me. We're taking the exit in the alley." Hotch yelled running with Morgan and three policemen to the back of the building.

They make it in time to watch one attacker point a gun at Reid.
Morgan and Hotch could feel their blood grow cold, like ice in their veins, and anger rushed over them. Anger wouldn't be helpful, though. They needed to be calm and cool headed for Raid and the rest of the hostages.
"Put the gun down!" Came the sharp and firm order.
Despite the alley being dark and cold, light wasn't needed in order to see Reid leaning against the dumpster, clamping his right hand nervously on his left shoulder. His facial expression told more than his fellow agents needed to know. Reid was wounded, and that made Hotch and Morgan even more furious. But at this point, Reid needed them be professional. Hotch saw another person. Not an attacker because Reid moved his gaze every now and then to look at the person lying on the ground, as if checking if the man was all right.

One of the hostages, Hotch stated in his thoughts, shifting his body to look at the man lying on the ground at Reid's feet. The man didn't move, but Hotch could see him breathing and knew he was alive. The criminals had to have taken them as collateral, but something obviously went wrong.

Reid and the other man resisted.
"I said, put the weapon down." Hotch hissed through clenched teeth. The attacker twitched, shifted while weighing his options, before realizing he'd lost. Carefully he began to put weapon on the ground.
"I got him," Morgan told Hotch, putting the cuffs on criminal's wrists. "There are two others."
"It's okay, Reid." Hotch touched the good arm of young man. "Everything is fine," he repeated.

"They, the robbers, but he..." Reid spoke quickly, and quietly taking deep breaths to calm the trembling of his body. He was pointing his finger at the prone body on the cold ground. Reid could feel all the adrenalin drain out of his body. A dull and throbbing pain was pulsing in his injured arm and he can feel hot blood spreading from the wound. He had to have reopened it when he fought with the criminal.
"Hostage" guessed Hotch taking Reid away from the alley, something Reid nearly doesn't register until he was standing close to an ambulance.

"W-wait, I... I need a..." Reid tries to protest, he needs to check if Daniel is alright. Daniel got hit pretty hard when saving Reid's life. All that time in the bank he kept Reid company and Reid owed him.
"It's alright, Reid, the paramedics are seeing to him" Hotch assured Reid, while helping him to get into the ambulance, "Let the paramedics check on you and at the hospital you can check on him."

Reid just nodded, knowing that he had no strength to argue with Hotch. Right now Reid was just dreaming about resting.