Author's Note: Sorry again for the long wait. There's still a few more chapters left in this story, so don't think it's over yet! And yes, I've already got another one planned. In the meantime, check out user/signyc to check out my two Scorpion designs, including a Cabe Gallo for President shirt. I hope to have chapter 14 up in a day or two!

Chapter 13- Army of Dolls

He didn't see the shooter until it was too late. Leah had already pushed him and jumped in front of him before he saw the glint from the gun. As the bullet ripped through Leah and she fell to the floor in a crumpled heap, Cabe lifted his gun and fired off two shots, hitting the attacker.

Dropping to his knees, Cabe looked around, hoping that the last shooter wasn't around.

"Leah, Leah!" he called out in a panicked voice, checking on the woman. Her neck was bleeding. Not profusely enough for Cabe to think she had been hit in the jugular, but enough for him to know she needed to get to a hospital quick.

Cabe set his gun down on the ground, pulled off his jacket and held it to her throat, trying to put pressure on the bleeding.

Leah looked up at him under hooded eyes, growing paler already.

"Just hold on, okay?" he whispered. "I'm going to get you out of here."

She nodded weakly, trying to force a smile.

"Okay, hold the jacket as best you can and we'll get you up."

Leah's grabbed at his bloody jacket, holding it to her throat, though he could see she was too weak to add much pressure. Better than nothing, he hoped.

Grabbing his gun again, Cabe gently helped Leah to her feet, his throat tightening as she groaned. She fell into his side, moaning quietly, but she kept the jacket up at her throat, soaking up some of her blood.

They made their way towards the door, slower than Cabe would like. He knew there was at least one more person out there and they could be anywhere. The pair made it to the door and outside without being harassed by anyone else.

The sun was still out, though it was slowly making its way down. Cabe blinked against the sun and kept moving Leah towards where he had parked the car. Walter, Happy, and Toby were around, keeping an eye out for anyone outside of the warehouse, while Sylvester and Paige waited in the SUV.

"Cabe, is she ok?" Toby asked over the in-ear piece.

Cabe only shook his head.

"We're on our way to the SUV. I'll check her out when we get there," Toby said.

Cabe looked over his right shoulder as best he could as they crossed the street, looking for any sign that the last shooter was out there. He couldn't see anyone. Looking in front of him, Cabe tried to get Leah to move faster.

He felt his jacket begin to fall to the ground and Leah was sagging in his arms. He looked down at her, his heart breaking. She looked so pale and so weak.

"Come on, sweetheart. We're almost there," Cabe said gently, pulling her up again.

"Sorry," she mumbled, grabbing the jacket again, but she wasn't able to pull it up to her neck.

Cabe glanced up as someone came around the corner of the warehouse in front of him. He began to lift his gun, but quickly saw that it was Walter. Walter ran towards him and got on Leah's other side and helped her stand, using his left hand to hold the jacket up to her neck as they moved. Cabe smiled at Walter and the younger man nodded back in understanding.

Moving at a slightly quicker pace, they made it around the side of the warehouse and headed straight for the SUV. Paige was sitting in the driver's seat, impatiently bouncing in her seat as she watched the trio walk up to the car.

Toby pushed the back door open as they got closer, his eyes wide with worry and that doctor's compassion that Cabe had come to see every once in a while. Gingerly, Cabe and Walter helped put Leah in the SUV, with Toby helping from the inside. Once she was in, Cabe climbed in behind her and Walter headed over to the other side.

"Jesus, they did the worst, didn't they?" Toby asked as he looked over his patient.

"She took a bullet for me, Doc," Cabe said sadly. As Walter climbed into the SUV, Cabe looked up at Paige. "Head for the nearest hospital as quickly as you can," he ordered.

Paige nodded and took off, pulling out of the lot and back onto the streets. Sylvester directed her from the front as Toby began going over Leah's injuries. Cabe watched, his heart pounding heavily.

"She's lost a lot of blood. Broken leg, it looks like. Broken ribs. Probably some damage to her cheeks, judging by the swelling," Toby said, listing off injuries.

Leah turned her head towards Cabe, her breathing labored. "Water…water," she tried to say.

"Do you want water?" Cabe asked.

"No…Water-city, Waterford," she choked out. She took a deep breath, pushing more blood out of her neck wound. "Storage. Unit…number, number 117."

"There's a storage unit in Waterford?"

Leah nodded her head ever so slightly, taking another deep breath. Her eyelids fluttered close. "041570. The evidence," she said, unable to finish her sentence.

Toby and Cabe locked eyes as Toby pressed harder on her throat. Her breathing slowed.

"Go quicker!" Cabe ordered.

"I'm trying!"

The words had just left Paige's mouth at a high frequency when another car rammed the back of the SUV. The SUV spun around, skidding across the asphalt. Cabe held onto Leah until the car came to a stop. A second later, the car was hit again from the back. The car moved a few more feet and then stopped again.

"Everyone okay?" Cabe asked.

"Walt's bleeding, but I think we're fine," Happy said from the backseat.

Cabe turned to look at her and saw someone getting out of the car behind them. He pulled his gun back out and opened the door. Leaning out, he fired a few warning shots at the person. The guy ran behind his car, pulling out a gun as he went.

"Can you drive?" Cabe asked as he pulled the door shut.

"I think so," Paige said, starting the car back up. The car began moving, but at a slower pace.

Cabe began to worry as he looked behind him, recognizing the second person in the car as the man he had cuffed to Leah's chair.

"It's the guys from the warehouse," Cabe said out loud.

"Shit," Leah mumbled from beside him.

"Shit is right," Toby said.

"We need a place to make a stand," Cabe said to Paige.

"Got it. Find a place to hide," she said to herself.

While she drove and Sylvester tried to help her find someplace to buckle down, Cabe got on his phone to Deputy Homeland Security Director Katherine Cooper.

"Deputy Director Cooper," she said as she answered her phone.

"Cooper, it's Gallo. We've got two shooters on our tail, but I've got it covered. I need a medical chopper as soon as possible," he said quickly.

"Give me your location. And who's hurt?" she asked, concerned.

"We're on the move outside of a warehouse district. I've got someone who agreed to turn on the Irish. She took a bullet for me and she needs help immediately," he explained.

"Understood. Where are you?"

As Paige turned down a street, heading for a close cluster of buildings, Cabe gave Cooper their location. "We're trying to find cover, so I don't have an exact location yet."

"No problem, Gallo. Get somewhere safe. You sure you don't want backup?"

"I've got it. Just get a chopper, quick."

Cabe turned to look out the back window as Paige kept driving. The car was still behind them, though far enough away. Looking down at Leah, Cabe tried not to let the worry show on his face. He didn't know how long Leah would last.

His worry had to take a back seat as Paige pulled up next to a building that looked abandoned. Once the decision was made to go inside, Cabe let Cooper know the exact location and then he hung up his phone.

"Get out and let's take cover inside," Cabe ordered.

He pushed the door open and got out. Paige climbed out and helped Cabe get Leah out of the SUV and into the building. The building was, thankfully, abandoned. Leah leaned heavily on Cabe as they walked through the first floor, heading for what looked like an office on the other side of the room. Once inside, Cabe and Paige helped Leah into a chair.

After everyone was inside, Cabe shut the door and pulled the old blinds closed.

"Don't die on my account," Leah managed to say from the chair, a trickle of blood dripping down her chin.

Cabe looked over at her, frowning. "We're not going to die. None of us are," he said gently, but firmly. "Help me with this table," Cabe said to Walter.

The two men grabbed a table on the other side of the room and pulled it over to under the window next to the door they had come through.

"Okay, everyone under the table," Cabe ordered. Happy gave him a look, but complied with his order. As they knelt under the table, Cabe moved Leah's chair over so she was next to the table and away from the window. It wasn't the best place, but it would have to do.

They just had to last a few minutes longer.

Leah opened her eyes as much as she could to look up at Cabe. "I'm okay with dying, you know," she whispered.

"I'm not," Cabe said. "Hold tight. We're going to be fine." He resisted the urge to touch her face for a couple of reasons, but mostly because it wasn't the place nor the time.

"Remember, unit 117. 041570," she reminded him.

Cabe nodded. He wouldn't forget. Nor would Sylvester, for that matter.

It wasn't long before Cabe heard a car drive up, skidding to a stop. Then two doors slammed shut.

Cabe knelt in front of the table, just peeking over the edge. He had positioned the bottom blind so that he could just see out.

"Just keep your head down, Cabe," Walter whispered from under the table. "They won't find us."

"There's about a 78% chance they'll find us," Sylvester whispered in a panic. Cabe could hear his heavy breathing.

"Don't worry. There's only two of them." Even as he said the words, Cabe couldn't help but be worried. He wasn't worried for himself, but for the others. For Leah. He glanced over at her. Her chest moved with her heavy breaths, but they were getting slower. He didn't know how much longer she had. At least her throat had stopped gushing blood.

Cabe tracked the two men as they entered the building, moving across the large room. He could read their body language. They were coming for the room Cabe and Scorpion were in.

The two men turned, their guns raised to eye level.

Cabe wasn't going to give them the chance. He knelt down, raised his gun over the table and began firing at the window. It wasn't the best angle, but it was going to give them a chance. The federal agent fired off several shots, breaking the windows.

Before running out of bullets, Cabe looked up, but he could only see one body on the ground. There was still one man in play.

He knew he needed to draw fire away from this room and away from the group. So Cabe headed for the door and ran from the room, ignoring Scorpion's angry whispers. A few feet from the room, he heard a bullet whiz by him, hitting the wall behind him.

The aging man ran faster, heading for a stack of crates and boxes to hide behind. Two more shots went by him. Luckily for Cabe, the shooter had bad aim.

As soon as he was behind the crates, Cabe checked his magazine. He had just four bullets left.

He'd have to pick his shots carefully.

"Just come out and make this easy, so I can finish off the bitch. There's no need to protect her," the man said. Cabe could tell he was close. "She's really not worth it."

"I'll be the judge of that," Cabe replied. He waited a beat, kicked a box to his right and rolled to his left. Coming around the right side of the stack of crates, Cabe shot off two rounds.

One hit the guy in his left arm. The other hit him in his hip.

Rushing forward, Cabe reached the man quickly and kicked his gun away from him.

"You should have let us go," Cabe said, standing over the bleeding man.

He shook his head. "Not an option when you work for the people I do." The man groaned in pain, clutching his arm. "She's not safe, you know? Not safe at all."

"I wouldn't worry about her. She's pretty smart. I think she'll be fine."

The man grimaced, but said nothing more.

"Cabe, the helicopter!" Toby yelled out, leaving the room and pulling Leah on the chair with him.

The agent sighed heavily. He hoped she would make it.