Sorry its taken so long to post a new chapter but I seriously got writers block but with the help of a Fanfiction friend I have managed to get some new ideas as to where to take this story...please enjoy and PLEASE LEAVE ME A REVIEW...

Sitting in his car on the quiet suburban street Gabriel Tate watched the 2 SRU officers that he now knew to be Greg Parker, Ed Lane's Sgt and Kevin Wordsworth his best friend leave the house so engrossed in a conversation they never paid him the slightest bit of attention even though he was right under their noses, making his back bristle it started to fuel the anger that pushed him into making the rash decision to take an enormous risk and make the call from which he had just hung up his phone and now looking down with hatred at the cell phone he was tightly clutching in his hand, he slowly repeated through clenched teeth "All in good time Edward ... all in good time ... tick tock ..."

Quickly pulling himself together and ripping out the sim-card from the back of the phone he threw it out of the car window, replacing it with his own breathing a sigh of relief having heard the distress, anger and frustration in his preys voice it had given him some form of short-term satisfaction and this would keep him going for a couple of days but it was nothing compared to the pain he was going to inflict, hell would be a 5 star resort compared to the place he was eventually going to send Ed Lane to.

Taking one last look and turning the key in the ignition he pulled away from the side walk and started to make his way back to the place that he once use to call home.

Along the way, Gabriel wondered to himself if he had made a mistake by calling Ed, it is unlikely that they will be able to track his call ... but he should not underestimate him, he was one of the most elite cops in the city working for the best police enforcement team if he wanted his plan to work and for Ed Lane to suffer he must be more careful especially if he wants his revenge to go perfectly.

It was enough that he had been forced to resort to hiring the help of a three low lives from the murky depths of the underworld, who for the good deal of money had agreed to create a small piece of hell for one SRU officer and pass on his message the exact way he had described.

The first one was a former sportsman who now hired out his certain set of skills to beat the required results out of some unsuspecting victim and he had to admit he had done a fine job at the warehouse, sitting in that ER waiting room watching while Ed was rushed through the doors unconscious and covered in blood had sent his heart rate soaring he hadn't felt that amount of pleasure in a very long time.

The second one would have done anything for a few dollars to support his heroine addiction so he had jumped at the chance to be paid to give the cops the run around, the only downside had been the time he had had to wait until Lane was fit to return to work but that wait had been made so much sweeter when he had watch Ed put his arm through the window slicing it open that pain he hadn't banked on or paid for and had come at an added bonus.

The third had been a little more complicated and expensive but he had made quick work of stealing the car from the recovery garage and he had put on an amazing display of destroying the vehicle right in from of the whole SRU team, seeing Ed's catastrophic emotional melt down had only solidified the facts in his own mine that his plans were getting the desired affect, but he wasn't that naive and although the executors he had used had never seen his face he knew it had been a risk and from this moment on he knew he was going to have to act on his own.

Pulling up onto the drive and exiting the car Gabriel stopped at the front door and like he had done a thousand times before over the last couple of years he forced himself to enter and as usual the only thing there to welcome him now was nothing, where once music swept down the stairs all there was now was silence and it had become deafening.

Walking down the hallway Gabriel entered his dinning room and stops and stares at the wall on the opposite side of the room covered in pictures of Ed, his family, his home and lastly photos of all his team members, moving further down the wall he stops again but this time photos are replaced by numerous newspaper clippings with varying forms of headlines from "SRU Sniper Forced To End Hostage Situation With Deadly Force," "SRU Officer Dramatically Rescues Drowning Boy From Frozen River," to "Officer With The SRU Critically Wounded In Road Rage Incident Named As Edward Lane," but there is one that he is always drawn to and the one that started him on this course of action pulling it down from the wall he reads the headline for the millionth time:

"SRU Officer Cleared Of Any Blame In Crash That Killed Mother And Daughter"

Officer Edward Lane of the city's elite SRU has today been cleared of any blame in the fatal accident which lead to the deaths of a mother and her daughter a promising music protege.

Officer Lane was airlifted to hospital with life threatening injuries along with another member of his team Officer Samual Braddock, who where at the time answering a 911 call, both have made a full recovery and have since returned to full duty, Mrs Elizabeth Tate and her daughter Hannah were pronounced dead at the scene.

Mr. Gabriel Tate had launched a legal case that Officer Lane the driver of the vehicle should stand trial for vehicular homicide but the Courts have decided there is no case to answer...

Tears blurring his vision Gabriel crumpled the cutting and turns to look at the family photos on the other wall and slowly walking over he stands in front of photos of a woman and a teenage girl, touching the photo of the teen, his hand begins to tremble. He looks at the photo of the woman and once again asks for forgiveness:

"I'm sorry I could not protect you or Hannah ... I promised you that I would always be there for you and when you needed me most I failed you and our daughter ... they killed both of you... he killed you" His face distorted with grief and anger, Gabriel turns to a photo of Ed and Clark "And they have let him get away with it...but I won't...I promise I will take away everything from him, everything he has ever loved...today he got a taste of what it is like to lose a child now I'm going to make it real... starting with his son."

Turning away from the life he use to have Gabriel climbs the stairs and sets about putting the next part of his plan in motion to separate father and son permanently.