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-Scottie

Landslide

"Everyone, get clear, now!" Gabriel glanced over his shoulder at the fast approaching agents running towards them.

"What's going on?" Riley asked, looking up from the laptop that was sitting on the boot of the car. Gabriel quickly accessed the building blueprints and compared them to camera feeds and photos that had been taken of the scene.

"There's a bomb in there," he pulled Riley away from the car and began running.

Had they been any faster, it would have ended in their untimely demise. However, as luck would have it, a wooden pallet was thrown into the air as the building behind them suddenly spewed flames and a shockwave into the air. This wooden pallet struck Gabriel and Riley throwing them to the ground, unconscious and trapped.

Riley woke first, her head foggy and her ears ringing. She closed her eyes to try and clear the fog, but it wasn't happening. She tried to sit up to look around, only to find that her lower half and most of her chest was being held against the ground and the more she struggled against it, the tighter it got. Looking to the side, she saw Gabriel laying on his stomach, pinned under a wooden pallet and a fallen timber post.

"Gabriel," she called, or at least she thought she did, her ears were still ringing pretty bad. "Gabriel, can you hear me?" He didn't respond, but Riley figured his ears might have been as bad as hers. Ignoring the stabbing pain it sent through her ribs, Riley stretched her arm out as far as she could, her fingers grazing Gabriel's.

At the contact, Gabriel's hand jerked, and he turned his head to see Riley. His mouth moved, and Riley assumed he had said something, but she couldn't hear him. She just shook her head, hoping he'd understand. Laying his head against the concrete ground, Gabriel stretched his arm out further, and laced his fingers in Riley's. She hadn't realised how much she needed the contact until now, and her breathing finally calmed down, the tight pressure from the crate and whatever else on top of her going away slightly.

Riley wasn't sure how long she had been trapped when she noticed the ringing had finally quietened down enough that she could hear voices.

"Gabriel?" His fingers tightened around hers.

"Riley, you can hear me now?" Riley nodded, but then remembered he couldn't see her.

"Yeah, I can. How long have we been stuck?" Gabriel sighed.

"A little over an hour. The search parties are getting closer, though. They're only about 70 yards away." Riley sighed in relief.

"How long have you been able to hear again?" She asked, enjoying the lack of ringing.

"About 20 minutes," Riley heard Gabriel shifting a little. "I wasn't sure when your's was going to be back, so I've been talking out loud until you heard." Riley laughed, immediately regretting it when she felt some of the load above her shift.

"Should we call for help?" Riley suggested, groaning at the different position of the weight.

"Probably a good idea." A moment of silence, then Gabriel started yelling. "Hey, over here! We're stuck underneath rubble!" Riley heard voices approaching.

"Where are you?" They yelled. "Call out!"

"Over here," Gabriel called. "Right by the orange oil barrel!" More voices responded.

"They're over here," Riley could hear people getting closer. "Call in the paramedics. They're going to need medical help." A face appeared at the top of Riley's field of vision.

"Ma'am, Sir, my name's Jacob. Are you alright?" Riley nodded.

"I think so," she called, hearing a similar response from Gabriel. Jacob nodded.

"Alright. We're going to secure this load as best we can and try clear you folks from under it. Does that sound alright?"

"Just hurry up and move it," Gabriel groaned. "It's starting to get real heavy." Riley nodded in agreement.

There was about ten minutes of waiting until Jacob's head reappeared.

"We're about set now, call out straight away if something hurts." Riley nodded and gripped Gabriel's hand tighter.

"Almost there," Gabriel called to her. "We're almost out, Riley." They heard the call to start moving the load, and instantly, Gabriel pulled his legs out from under the pallet. As it lifted higher, Riley cried out.

"No, stop!" The movement ceased straight away. Gabriel dragged himself along the ground to her.

"What is it?" Jacob asked.

"Something moved. My leg's trapped and something's pressing down harder as the load goes up." Jacob nodded and hurried off. Riley winced and tried to muffle a groan. Gabriel squeezed her hand.

"Don't worry," he mumbled. "You'll get out of this. Just like you always do." Riley forced herself not to laugh.

"Why is it that whenever we take you somewhere, something blows up?" Gabriel pretended to look wounded.

"You take that back! Remember that ball?" Riley rolled her eyes.

"You got your head superglued back together. That's close enough." Gabriel sighed.

"That time in -"

"If you say Munich, I will kick your ass." Gabriel raised an eyebrow. "Well, as soon as I'm free." Gabriel laughed again.

"If you'd let me finish, I was going to say Armenia." Riley threw him a look of exasperation.

"We were there because you accidentally let a building explode." Gabriel frowned.

"Fine." He said. "But if you can't take me anywhere, what are you going to do with the Nation's most advanced weapon?"

"I don't know, put you behind a desk?" Gabriel gasped.

"You wouldn't!" Riley winked, and Jacob reappeared.

"I have bad news, ma'am." He scrubbed a hand over his face. "The load that shifted - a concrete rebar is trapping an oil barrel, and we can't free the load without hurting you without moving that rebar. But if we move that -"

"The barrel falls on me." Riley sighed. "What do we do?" Jacob winced.

"We're going to have to lift the load like before and just pull you out. As best we can tell, you're under a flat surface, so it should be pretty simple." Riley nodded.

"Except the whole leg crushing thing." Jacob nodded, and Riley closed her eyes, sighing. She opened them a moment later.

"OK. Gabriel, can you pull me out?" Gabriel nodded, and unlaced their fingers. He planted himself above Riley's head, his arms gripping her arms as tightly as he could.

"Are you ready, ma'am?" Riley looked up at Gabriel.

"I'm ready when you are, Gabriel." She forced her eyes closed and braced against the pain.

"Lift!" The call came from Jacob, and Riley immediately cried out as her leg was put under pressure. At the same time, Gabriel pulled as hard as he could, and Riley began to slide out from under the load. When her trapped foot was free, the pulling became much easier, and she slid out the remainder of the way, landing on Gabriel as he fell backwards from the release of opposing pressure.

She lay there, not moving as the adrenaline from the situation finally exhausted it's stockpile.

"Riley?" She felt more than heard Gabriel's voice. "Are you ok?" She took a deep breath.

"Yeah, I think I'm alright." Paramedics immediately reached their side, and two of them gently rolled Riley onto the ground. She groaned as her now freed leg touched the ground.

"Ma'am, can you tell me what hurts?" Riley had to think about it for a few moments.

"My leg, ribs are pretty sore, but that's it." She felt an IV inserted into the back of her hand, and then the throbbing of her leg began to fade, shortly followed by everything else.

"So I was trapped under a huge load of barrels and concrete, and all I come out with are a few stitches and bruises?" Gabriel raised an eyebrow.

"I hardly think 25 stitches is a few." Riley shrugged.

"Considering I thought I was going to lose my leg for a while there, I'll take it." Gabriel chuckled, fiddling with the loose gauze around his wrist. "I still don't quite get how you managed to drag me out of there with a broken wrist," she said. Gabriel shrugged.

"When you've had to drag a guy bigger than me through the desert with a bullet wound, pulling you out along a hard surface was a piece of cake." Riley rolled her eyes. "Shouldn't you be thanking me or something though?" It was Riley's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"Thank you Gabriel." He smiled sweetly. "I suppose it might come in handy to take you places sometimes, after all."

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