In an unprecedented act, (at least for me), I'm updating again!!! I guess this is because I feel bad that I didn't update for 20 days, and now you have three chapters in a row! Incredible...

DISCLAIMER: Delapsus Sum, Upward Elevators and Janey Jacobs are mine... The rest is not, unfortunately...

ENJOY!

Chapter XII

"Rossi! Take cover!" yelled Morgan, ducking behind a wooden sideboard.

Coughing, Derek lifted his head to look at what it looked like an explosive device. Ignoring Rossi's advice to remain where he was, Morgan approached the device and then, a fireless, but noisy explosion occurred, forcing him to fall backwards.

"Morgan, are you OK?" worriedly yelled David.

Derek rapidly reacted, hearing nothing, but his own fast heartbeat.

The older FBI agent ran to his colleague's side and grabbed his arm. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Morgan had his eyes fixed on the device.

"Son of a bitch!" he exclaimed.

From the bomb-like artifact lifted a stick and on top of it, there was a flag with the word "BOOM!" printed on it.

"I'm getting sick of this bastard and his damned bombs!" bellowed the dark-skinned man.

Rossi knew exactly how frustrated Morgan felt, but they couldn't stay there to indulge in their self-pity. They were running out of time.

"Come on. We have to move now" said Rossi, patting Morgan's back. Derek nodded and got up. "I'll call Hotch. We need the CSI team here" informed the senior agent.

"Rossi."

"David turned around, with his phone already to his ear.

"It's five minutes to 1 pm... The next fall" whispered Morgan, his voice laced with fear for his friend.

"For heaven's sake! You're killing me, man!"

Dr. Spencer Reid had tried once again to place the dislocated shoulder of Sebastian Malucci back to where it belongs. Once again in vain. He had waited until the man's muscles were relaxed, even though the pain made him want to tighten his body.

Spencer performed the technique with careful hands and waited for the intense pain to go away, but the awaited relief never came.

What did come was a new and refreshed wave of curses.

"Sorry, sorry." Reid apologized, giving a step backwards. He knew it had been so close. He just needed to keep trying, he could do it and was determined to do it, although Sebastian by now thought Spencer was determined to kill him, not to help him.

"Look, just leave it like this" came Sebastian's weak voice.

"No, no, we don't have much time. When the shoulder is back into place, you'll feel much better and you'll be able to grab the handrail more forcefully" explained Reid, trying to convince the injured man.

"What's the point? We're going to die in here." The smelly guy sounded defeated.

"No." The FBI agent shook his head no. "We will get out of here, but we just have to try to survive until they get us out." Reid hoped he was saying the true. He really wanted to believe that his team members would get them out.

"You'll need both your arms in the next fall" continued Spencer quietly.

"He's right, you know?" interrupted Linda. For a second, Reid wondered who she was referring to. "You'll need both your arms. Let him help you." The blonde girl was looking at them with her head resting on the wall of the elevator and her hands resting on her lap.

Reid checked his watch. They had two minutes before the next fall. Two minutes to fix the guy's shoulder and placed themselves in a comfortable and safe position.

"Come on, we have two minutes. Let me help you" offered Reid, kneeling by the man's side.

"Alright, but..." Sebastian paused and licked his lips. "Try to do it right this time."

"I will, I will. Now, relax."

Slowly, the FBI agent bent down Sebastian's elbow to a 90 degree angle, ignoring the guy's painful groans.

"Just keep breathing and relax" said Spencer in a soothing voice and looking straight into the injured man's semi-opened eyes.

"Wait, wait! It hurts too much!" yelled the smelly guy, closing his eyes and trying to escape to a painless scenario, far away from the agent's side.

"Look, we don't have much time" explained Reid. He wouldn't let him give up.

And as if on cue, a voice was heard in the elevator, a voice that didn't belong to any of the three people in there.

"Why is he trying to help that guy after he tried to kill him?" asked Garcia, completely caught in the scene unfolding at the screen.

Hotch was standing right next to her, with his eyes on the screen. He had received Rossi's call informing the latest undesirable news. He knew Morgan and Rossi were on their way to the BAU. They had just one hour and a few minutes to find the UNSUB.

"That's Reid in there. It would surprise me if he didn't do anything" said Hotch with a hint of pride evident in his voice. He was worriedly aware of the fact that Reid would do anything for others, utterly regardless of the danger to himself.

Garcia smiled and checked her watch.

"Hotch, they have one minute."

The unit chief took a deep breath and prepared himself to talk to the people inside the enclosed capsule about to fall.

"Reid, you have one minute" said Hotch's voice.

"I know, I know" answered the agent, getting more nervous. "Come on, we have to do this."

Sebastian nodded and tried to relax.

The seconds went by rapidly and the nightmarish fall was approaching.

"Reid, prepare yourself. You have 30 seconds." ordered the unit chief in a stern voice that didn't hide his fears.

"I can't leave him like this" answered Spencer, still working on the man's shoulder.

20 seconds

The bone in the victim's upper extremity seemed determined to stay out of its socket. Sebastian's muscles were tensed due to the pain and the proximity of the fall.

10 seconds

"Come on, come on" said Reid, as if talking to the stubborn bone.

"Reid, it's an order. Prepare for the fall!" commanded Hotch.

"Oh, God" gasped Linda terrified.

5 seconds

Just then, the obstinate bone gave up the fight and placed itself where it belonged.

Sebastian sighed in relief.

Reid gave a content smile.

But they didn't have time to celebrate their victory, as the light in the display of the floor number started to flicker and the clock hands hit 1 pm.

And then, all hell broke loose, in an elevator voyage down five floors with unprepared hostages in its interior.

And the last hour will start in the following chapter... Let's hope I can update soon, right?? Thanks for reading and reviewing!!!