A/N: Super short... dont give up on me... this isnt the end dont worry! Lots more tomorrow, but i am sick and exhausted! Sorry to leave such a big cliff hanger but i gotta go... Ya know.. its exciting for me, cause i know what is going to happen you dont! MUAAHAHAHA

Ben walked out into the open and held his gun in front of him, "FBI! Get on the GROUND!" He screamed. Jack pulled out his own gun and pointed it at Cal.

"Now why would I do that Agent Ben?" Jack asked, surprising Ben.

"How do you know my name?" He asked him, keeping a firm grip on his gun.

"I know stuff… now are you going to shoot me… really?" He asked him.

"Step away from Lightman!" Ben yelled at him.

"Raising your voice isn't going to stop me." Jack stated.

"FBI!" Ben sighed when he heard his back up come rushing in.

"Shit…" Jack said throwing he gun down and backing away from Cal. He began to laugh and with a running start he ran up and kicked Cal in the face, then in the gut and in the side. He kicked him as much as he could before Ben grabbed him and pulled him away. Ben glanced at Cal to see him soaking wet with blood. He cuffed Jack and pulled him away.

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"They've got him! They've got him!" Torres screamed running into Cal's office. "They found him!" Emily ran up to Torres and wrapped her in a hug.

"Is he still alive?" She asked.

"Yeah… he was at some abandoned gym… unconscious… " She whispered.

Emily yelled. "Well, let's go to the hospital! NOW!" She said grabbing Zoe's hand and running to the car.

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"Hurry up! He needs surgery right now! He has broken bones all over his body. Come on RIGHT now! We can't lose this guy!" A doctor yelled bringing Lightman in on a stretcher.

"Alright! We will send him in right now!" Another doctor yelled back rolling the stretcher into an operation room.

A doctor took the stretcher straight into the operation room. He cut off his shirt and examined the now open wound, "Where should I even start?" He asked another surgeon.

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Ben ran in behind everyone and ran to the desk. "We are looking for Cal Lightman…" He breathed.

"Oh yes… he is in surgery right now." She said to him.

"Is he gonna make it?" He asked her.

She looked at him with sympathy and shook her head, "If he's a fighter… then he has a chance… but he is in horrible shape sir. I don't understand how he is still alive now."

"Shit…" He mumbled. He walked over to Zoe, Torres, Loker, Foster, and Emily, "He is in surgery right now…"

"What kind of shape was he in?" Foster asked Ben.

"I would rather not describe it. There was blood… all over… I could barely see his face. He was red with blood. I… I don't think he is going to make it…" He whispered and he went to sit down.

After hearing this Emily got off her chair and ran into the hospital hallways. She ran up to a random nurse and yelled, "Where is Cal Lightman?"

"He is in surgery; please go into the waiting room…" The nurse said pulling Emily back.

"I want to see my dad!" She yelled, she struggled to get away from the nurse.

The nurse was met by Ben who picked Emily up and carried her to the waiting room. She began to cry in his arms.

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(Cal is slowly dying… everyone is piled in the room.)

Emily listened to the slow but steady, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. She had one hand on his chest, she other on his arm. His face was covered in cuts and bruises. "Dad… please… don't give up."

Foster was on the other side, holding his hand.

Emily stared at him and continued listening to the steady to beep, so she could remind herself there was chance he would make it.

Foster stared at the green line that was rising and falling. She watched the numbers go down… the numbers that told them how many heart beats he had per minutes. "No…" She whispered through tears as the numbers came lower and lower.

Suddenly the machine made a steady beep… the numbers were down to zero. His chest was no longer rising and falling…

A/N: Dont give up on me now! There is much more!