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Chapter 5: Never Let Go

Previously on A Chance At Tomorrow

As everyone else watched in horrified fascination Tyson pulled out a knife and held it to her neck and said "Oh will I? Then answer this…." He held Jess pressed to his chest. "How mush does she mean to you?"


'No' was the first word that went through Don's mind when Tyson had first grabbed hold of Jess. His first instinctive reaction had been to move forward and grab her wrist. But Tyson had just laughed and pulled her out of his grasp. As two more men pointed their hunting rifles at him he glared at Tyson who had Jess pressed against his chest. He had many times imagined what holding Jess would be like and seeing Tyson holding her and threatening her made him see red.

When Jess had seen Tyson pull out the knife her blood had run cold. Tyson just pulled her against his chest like a human shield. Her struggling was useless. When she had glanced at Don she was amazed. His clear icy blue eyes showed an emotion that she had never imagined to see in the tough homicide detectives eyes. Anger, horror and most of all, fear.

Don knew that Jess had found out he was afraid. As soon as she looked over and locked sights with him. Jess could always read him like a book. He only hoped that she knew the fear was for her. The fear for her life, that Tyson could kill her, he hoped that she could survive the ordeal to have a chance to see tomorrow.

Lindsay looked at Jess who was held captivated by Tyson and Don who was held captivated by fear. She had known that Jess and Don, both had feeling's for each other. She was instantly horrified when Tyson had held onto Jess. Just as horrified when she had reached the break room and saw Danny's frail form being helped by Don. She was praying that they get out of this ordeal, all safe so they all get a happy closure.

Tyson's voice broke into their trail of thoughts again "Answer me, how much does she mean to you?" Jess could feel a substance running down her throat and knew the knife had penetrated skin. She kept looking at Don and tried to portray through her eyes for him to not show or tell anything.

Luckily Don Flack was a good enough cop to not give a direct answer. "What are you going at?"

Tyson gave a growl at not getting the answer he was expecting "What am I going at? What do you think I could hesitate to kill you or her?"

This time Stella answered "You need all of us. Without one the goal will not be completed."

Tyson answered with an evil glint in his eyes "You think so missy?"

With those words he put his blade down and dug it into Angell's shoulder. Blood started pouring out and her screams stung them like a thousand dagger's. Angell felt like someone had thrown acid over her shoulder. Tyson pulled out the knife, harshly she screamed louder. The pain was radiating up her neck and down her chest and arm. Her hand reached up to the wound and Tyson suddenly threw Jess to were she was formerly sitting, beside Don.

Flack caught her as she fell and lay her on the ground, he then glared at Tyson "Bastard" he spat out.

Tyson laughed "Ohh, someone's mad."

Don turned his attention back to Jess who was now resting her head on his lap. Sid and Hawkes were beside her, trying to stem the bleeding. Stella, Mac, Lindsay and Danny were looking on in shock. Angell's blood was pooling around on the ground and also falling on his pant's. But his focus wasn't on those thoughts. It was the woman who was laying on his lap, the woman he deeply cared for, the one who had caught his sights at once. He suddenly remembered the ball.

Flashback

Don, Mac, Lindsay, Danny and Hawkes were waiting at the crime lab. Don was wearing a black and white formal suit. The other guy's were wearing formal suits like him and Lindsay was wearing a mint green dress, supported by spaghetti straps that fell just below her knee's. Danny had been drooling as he saw Lindsay.

They were waiting for their other friends Stella, Adam and Jess who had yet to come. They were going to the policeman's ball together. They were all talking together.

"I can't believe it. You compared Lindsay to a sex doll?" Don asked incredulously.

"Yes he did" Lindsay cut in "It was worse then the time that I caught my boyfriend making out with Courtney White in the movie theater and hearing his excuse than it had been dark and he didn't know that is wasn't me."

"He cheated on you?" Danny asked wide mouthed. "What's his name and address?"

Lindsay smiled "That's sweet but still doesn't get you clean from comparing me with the doll."

"But your as beautiful as one." Danny attempted weakly

"Your comparing her to the doll again" Hawkes said as he joined the conversation.

Danny sent Sheldon a glare as Mac cut in before things got ugly "I just got of the phone with the others and they should be here……"

"Now" announced a voice from behind. They all turned around as they saw Stella, Adam and Jess come toward's them. Adam was wearing a suit, Stella was wearing a red halter top dress that stopped above her ankles. But what really got Don's attention was the fact Angell looked drop-dead gorgeous. She was wearing a mid-night blue dress that contrasted nicely with his eyes it also had strap's criss-crossing at the back and held up by spaghetti straps. It stopped right at the knee's.

As everyone started filtering towards the elevator Angell saw Flack staring at her "What?"

"You look gorgeous." He managed

A faint blush spread through her cheeks "Better than a Kevlar?" she asked coyly.

Don laughed "Either way if your wearing it then drop-dead gorgeous" he answered truthfully.

She smiled and the blush was now definitely visible. "A/N, who wouldn't blush after they were told they were drop-dead gorgeous by Don Flack???"

"Thank you detective" she said as she looped her arm through Flack's.

End Of Flashback

Jess was always gorgeous. Even when not wearing dresses she was naturally beautiful. The first time he had seen her he had felt her air of confidence and even their first conversation was filled with banter and flirting. They were charged with electricity and both could feel it. Don Flack just hoped she could feel it as she lay in his arms. The other's were sitting beside each other. As Jess stirred he looked up at Sid. At Sid's nod and smile he leaned over her head and pushed a stray strand of hair from her face. The other men were now blankly ignoring them. As Jess opened her eyes he said

"Hey"

"Hey yourself" she said weakly "What happened?"

"Tyson stabbed you and Sid and the Doc managed to stem the bleeding. You were out for ten minutes. Give or take. How are you feeling?"

Jess cursed softly and said "Fine" looking up and seeing his face laced with pain she reached and grabbed his hand which was resting on her cheek. "I'm alright"

"I know but that bastard" he indicated Tyson "stabbed you. I want nothing more then to have some quality time with him."

She smiled at him from her position on his lap and said "If there's anything my dad taught me it's that never let go of hope. Even in the most dire of situation's"

He smiled at her and bent his head so it was touching her forehead "I wont let go." He promised "I'll never let go. Of hope or" his breath was tantalizingly close to her. "You"

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