Danny stared at the text on his phone from Mac. Get him to a window. Great, just how was he supposed to get this guy to a window when he had an M995 and Lindsay's was bleeding to death in his arms. Lindsay seemed to read his mind and asked his question for him. It only took seconds for Mac to replied.
Any method applied. Mac said.
Danny nodded. Lindsay answered for him, giving him time to think. Danny bit his bit and looked around. There were several window options for him to take, but he couldn't leave Lindsay by herself, even if he managed to distract Stephen.
Lindsay nudged Danny's knee. Danny looked down at her. She motioned to the phone. Ankle holster. Right ankle.
Danny shook his head. There was no way he could take the gun and get Stephen to the window. No, it was too dangerous. Danny would have to go about this the best way he knew how. Piss them off. Danny took a deep breath and typed his response to Lindsay. He stood up and faced Stephen.
Lindsay looked at the phone as Danny stood up. Too dangerous. Gotta do this my way. Panic filled Lindsay's body.Lindsay watched Danny face Stephen. He took several steps until he caught Stephen's attention.
Stephen aimed the gun toward Danny. "Sit down."
"I heard about you son. Colm, was it? Yeah, I heard he shot his boss through the back and took over the drug business." Danny said.
Stephen shoved the gun into Danny's unprotected chest. "I said, sit down."
"Wasn't too smart, though, was he? Breakin' into a Crime Lab to retrieve his drugs. Nah, definitely not the brightest one. But I'll give the kid some credit, his plan almost worked. But he just didn't think of one thing when he infested the building with the smell." Danny continued.
Stephen seemed to angry for words.
"We see the smallest details. He had to realized we'd notice a small flame with a natural gas leak. We didn't spend a god decade in school for nothin'. Clearly your son should've stayed in class, rather than drop out." Danny said.
Stephen snapped. He swung the gun into Danny's face, sending him to the side, right in front of the window. Danny struggled to his knees. Stephen lashed out and kicked Danny in to ribs, causing him to collapse to the ground. Stephen slammed the butt of the gun into Danny's back. He grabbed the back of Danny's neck and slammed his head into the ground.
Lindsay watched in horror as her husband was brutally beaten. She groaned as she made the slightest movement. She had to do something. Lindsay bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from screaming. She slowly brought her right leg to the side of her body, just enough for her to removed to small pistol from its holster.
Stephen seemed to have had enough of beating Danny senseless. He raised the rifle and aimed for Danny's head. But before he could fire, he staggered backwards. One of the S.W.A.T. men managed to knocked his legs, disrupting his balance. Danny lunged for Stephen. He grabbed the rifle and struggled to pull it from Stephen's grasp. They both unknowingly moved into the line of one of the snipers.
Suddenly a shot rang through the shop. Danny cried out and dropped to the ground. His shoulder was bleeding from an unknown gunshot. He heard Stephen step back from the window line and cock his weapon. Danny looked up into the barrel of the gun. So much for his plan.
The sound of the shot rang through the shop. Stephen dropped the gun and collapsed onto the floor. Danny released the breath he was holding. He turned around. Lindsay was partially sitting upright. She exhaled deeply and dropped the gun onto the floor. Her chest heaved from the strain she'd put on her body.
Danny exhaled deeply. "Nice shot babe."
"Anytime." Lindsay nodded and let her back drop back to the floor.
The door to the shop burst open. Mac and flack entered quickly, followed by another team of officers. Flack moved to Stephen and moved the gun from him. Mac holstered his weapon and knelt next to Danny.
"Get EMS in here!" Mac ordered.
"Gunn's dead, Mac." Flack informed.
Paramedics rushed in. They immediately moved to Lindsay, trying to stabilize her for transport. Danny struggled to get upright. Mac eased Danny to his feet and helped him to Lindsay's side. Danny took Lindsay's hand into his. Blood had begun rolling down his arm from the gunshot wound. Lindsay's hands were already covered in blood from her stomach wound.
"You're gonna be alright, Lindsay." Danny said.
Lindsay nodded slowly. The paramedics began transporting her out of the shop. Lindsay's hand slipped out of Danny's as she was wheeled away. Even after he'd told her, she would be alright, Danny still fear for her life. He'd put her in danger and she saved his life at the cost of her own.
Mac suddenly drew Danny form his thoughts. "Let's get to EMS, Danny."
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yay!!! bad guy dead. game over.
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