Hi there! I'm so happy to read that you still want to read the story! Thank you so much! I really appreciate every review.

So here's part 2 of the story! My aim was to emphasize that we are all just human, so we sometimes feel fear. But we can turn the fear into power and determination. And that's what we see from Jay's point of view.

Enjoy!

Blink. Take a step. Look around. Bite a sandwich. Change TV channel. Grab a gun and take a shot.

These are things you can do in 2 seconds. These 2 seconds weren't enough for me to reach the gun. A sudden wave of cold hit me when J.P. pointed the gun right at me. I could only hope that the rest of the team got the photo as well. That they know what to do next. Cause I didn't. I found myself holding my hands in the air and waiting.

The way he was driving could get us killed on the train tracks. But honestly? I understand J.P.'s actions. His kid was in serious danger. What would I do if I were in his shoes? Putting aside the fact that I'm a cop – I would probably do the same. As a cop I swore that I will do everything to protect the city of Chicago. That I will protect every human being with all my power. But as a son, a brother, a husband or a father I would do whatever it takes to protect the loved ones. Even if it would require actions not really allowed by law. But on the other side – I won't be able to serve my country and take care of people that I love if J.P. exchanges me for his son. I have to work out a way to save both of us.

It was no surprise that he took my phone and my gun from me. He's a professional hitman, I couldn't count on as easy mistakes as forgetting about the phone and the gun. But the only thing I could count on was his concern over his kid. That could easily distract him. Although if it does, I may not have much time. I got to act quick when the time comes.

I was trained for situations like that. But every situation is different, so you cannot act schematically. It this case, I decided to dull his vigilance by doing everything he wants me to. It's not enough, but still something.

We pulled over the roadside. Getting out of the car made me feel that this may be my chance to take the control over the situation. But instead he handed me a zip tie and ordered to put it on my hands. Damn. He was prepared for it. We trusted him and he knew Shostak may want to mess things up. Being in such situations taught me not to try arguing with the person who has a gun. So I put the zip tie on.

He's a risk-taker. Walking through a street with a gun in one hand and a hostage in another? I would say he wasn't too careful. It was too dangerous to try to overpower him on the street when he stole the car. Too many people around. If the situation led to shooting, innocent people could get hurt. No way. I had to wait a little bit longer. I still didn't feel too comfortable with the gun pointed at me. Even if I see it often, I'm still not used to the view.

Finally we stopped at an abandoned area. I looked around. Perfect place for making the deal. And the ruins on one side – hell, he could just sit somewhere in there and shoot both of us dead. I was running out of time. With no idea where my team is, I had to count on myself. Again, he ordered me to get out of the car. With the gun pointed at me. That's it, we are not going anywhere else. There's only one way to get out of this alive. So it's the showtime.

He pushed me on the car what made the anger grow in me.

'You really think you gonna walk away from this?' I like giving people second chances. But J.P. wasn't interested in making things the safe way. He followed his plan. So did I.

He took out his cellphone. Probably to call Shostak that we're waiting for him. He looked on the screen to choose the number. I had two seconds to save my life. Two seconds before he looks at me again and trades me for his son. So I jumped on him to knock the gun out of his hands.

It's funny. The same time measure. Two seconds. This time two seconds were just enough to rethink my options and take the opportunity. Now there's no way to back out. He wasn't going to give up easily. I felt the rush of adrenaline is released into my bloodstream. With my hands tied I had to work really hard to take him down to the ground. I made it. Somehow I managed to make an advantage of my tied hands – I started choking him. As he struggles to free himself, I shut down the fear and stop feeling pain in my hands caused by the zip tie. I just concentrated on defeating the opponent. After
a while the strong pulse I could feel through my hands' skin - weakened. J.P. was slowly giving up the fight. My actions became quick. Despite I didn't see anything suspicious around, I had to foresee what may happen next. I grabbed the gun, jerked J.P.'s shirt making him get up and searched him.

Busting the zip tie never felt so easy and painless. Noticing a red car coming towards us, I quickly dialed Voight. I could feel the pulse on my neck quickens while taking shallow breaths. Knowing Voight and the rest of the team are on their way, I made J.P. act as we planned at first.

Shostak pulled over as he saw J.P. holding me as a human shield. This time the gun was in my hands.
I was in control of the situation. I wanted to win this game. No more deaths. No more bounties.

To our surprise, Shostack turned around and drove away. Voight's car just behind him. Seconds later Antionio arrived taking me and J.P. I couldn't sit still, I had to do something, finish the case.

When we got to the scene, Shostak was on his knees next to his car, with Erin and Voight holding him at gunpoint.

'Hey, give me your cuffs, give me your cuffs!' I yelled to Erin.

I took the cuffs and yanked his hands behind his back, then I lifted him off the ground, still feeling the anger. It took me exactly two seconds. Two seconds to once for all free Chicago from this dirtbag.
I can't remember what if felt like. For sure there was relief, but… The adrenaline wasn't wearing off at all. I could barely hear voices around me. Someone put a hand on my shoulder asking if I was ok. But instead answering the questions, I went aside and just sit down on a curb. It's over, it's all over.

Finally I could close my eyes, start to slowly feel calmness and try to catch some deep breaths.

Just have two seconds for my own.

A/N: That is my idea on Jay's thoughts during the situation. Do you agree with my point of view? You can always let me know by posting a review or sending PM ;)

At first I thought I'm going to finish the story right here, but yesterday, after having a very good day, I got an idea to write my concept of what may happen after they all went 'to get drunk', as Antonio said. Seen through Jay's eyes, of course. Just to close the story in a different way. So chapter 3 is on the way!

Thank you for reading! Have a nice day! :)