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Chapter 6: One Choice

Previously on 'A Chance At Tomorrow'

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"

Stella looked at Don who was resting his forehead on Jess's forehead and how they were both smiling at each other even in the situation they were in. They really had something special together. Stella nudged Mac who was sitting beside her. Mac looked at her and she asked "What are we gonna do?"

"No idea." He rubbed his eyes "Tyson already stabbed Angell and Sid just said they were able to stem the blood flow barely, we need to get her to a hospital or she'll be in and out of consciousness a there is a possibility she might die" Mac struggled to get the last word out. Stella leaned in closer to him and whispered.

"We won't let that happen" she said "I bet O'Bryon is planning something"

"Hopefully" he said.

Jess had been resting her head on Don's lap and truth to say she was feeling very comfortable. After Don had told her he would never let go of her he had put his hand on her cheek and stroked her cheek. His touch had an instant effect on her. His touch had left marks on her soul and instant waves of warmth had begun radiating from were he was touching her. No man had ever had this effect on her and with a touch only!

Don knew that Jess was special. He had always known it. Since their first meeting there had been a ring of charged electricity around them. The first time he had seen her hair had been let down, she had been wearing a chocolate colored blouse with black skinny jeans and black biker boots. His first thought was 'wow' and then his mind had disconnected from his body. Making him blush had come naturally to her and the first time he had woken up holding her had been the first time he had realized he loved her. Yes, he loved her. Yes, Don Flack, homicide detective, skirt-chaser, womanizer had fallen in love with Jessica Angell! Yes, he had fallen in love with the lovely, funny, loyal, heart-breaker, friendly Jessica Angell. If someone had given him a pen and paper and told him to write all the reasons he loved her it would take an eternity to finish.

Unconsciously he had been stroking Jessica's hair. Just through this action she felt safe. "Jess" he bent down and whispered into her ear.

"Yea" she murmured back.

"I lo…." Just as he was about to finish the sentence a red spot appeared on the opposite wall. It began flashing on and of. After three blinks it stopped. He looked around at Mac.

Mac knew what those dots had meant. Being in the marines himself he had contacted hostages through that same method. The three blinks meant that the operation of rescuing them would begin at three. Since it was one now they had two hours to go. But unfortunately Tyson had also noticed the dot. He had a wicked grin on his face. And pointed his rifle at Mac.

Stella involuntarily gasped. Mac eyed the barrel of the gun. He had also heard Stella gasp and he grabbed her hand discreetly.

Tyson began speaking " Okay now that I have given you a chance to see that I will not show mercy I want to know what those dots meant. And I want to know know." He then shifted his gun to Stella. Mac instantly started to stall for time while his mind went in instant speed to think of an approach.

"Okay, Okay I'll tell you. No need to shoot us."

"There's always a need when I feel like it." He said evilly.

"The three dots meant there are currently three commandos in the building." He said thinking up of a story right on the spot.

Tyson's eyes went wide and he order all of his men to circle the building. When one of his men put the question of his capability to look after the hostages he shot him between the eyes in cold-blooded execution style. Everyone flinched when the shot rang out. The man was put in another room. A blood trail behind him.

Then all the other men filed out without a second thought when Tyson looked at Don and Jess. He seemed to have some sort of fixation with Don. It may have been because he had given out the press release when the drugs were found.

"Aww," he grinned "how sweet" he picked up his rifle. "now I think I've waited long enough. You have one choice. Either lead me to the drugs or I'll kill each of you starting with her." He pointed at Jess.

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