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All of the sudden, two men in masks came barging in with guns and started shouting

"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!" One of the men shouted in southern accent. Then the gunshots went off and that's when all hell broke out.

Everybody started to scream and we all went down on the ground.

From previous chapter, chapter 13

I looked up for a second and they were wearing masks on and had guns in their hands.

They were walking around and checking to make sure that none of us were looking at them.

I put my head down quickly when one of them walked by me and he must have stood there for a minute before grabbing my arm roughly and pulled me up.

"You, what's your name?" He asked harshly.

I took a quick look at his gun and looked at his green eyes.

"Isabella." I stuttered nervously.

"Isabella who?" He asked again.

I hesitate which made him mad.

"Tell me or I will shoot you!" He yelled, putting the gun on the side of my head.

"OKAY, OKAY!" I panicked. "My name is Isabella Whitney! There!"

"Good girl." He whispered into my ear before taking away the gun.

"Now, Isabella. I want you do me a favor… if you don't do it, I will shoot someone." He said, pointing the gun at one of the women and I heard her whimper.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to tie up everybody." His partner threw the rope to him and he gave it to me. "Also, when the phone rings, I want you to pick it up and give the messages to them when I give it you."

I nodded and went to the poor people. I had to tie them up even they begged me not to. I kept apologizing to each person as I tied them up.

I walked back to the guy and he smiled at me in a creepy way.

"Good girl… now go back where I got you from and I will let you know when I need you."

I walked back and sat down… I could feel myself shaking.

The men in masks started walk around the bank, locking it up and closing the blades so the police won't see them.

While they were doing their job, I slowly took the cell phone out of my bag and push the button that immediately dials Stella's number and I put it on mute so they won't hear Stella's voice.

Stella's POV

My phone started to ring in the middle of crime site where I'm working at and looked at the screen.

Its Isabella's number so I pick it up.

"Hey, girl." I said, smiling. But I stopped smiling when I realized that there was silence on the other end.

"Hello?" I repeat.

Flack came over to me because he saw concern on my face.

"What's wrong?" Flack whispers to me and I responded to him by holding up my finger.

"Who is this? Hello?" I demanded but there were no answer on the other end.

But suddenly, I heard muffled voices on the other end. It was hard to hear the voices because there was so much commotion outside that I decided to plug my finger in my other ear.

The voices became clear to me now and I could hear the men's voices… It sounded like they were yelling.

That's when I realized that Isabella is in trouble.

"Oh my god…"

"What, Stella? What's wrong?" Flack repeated his question. I didn't respond to his question because I was trying to remember what Isabella had said to me earlier this morning.

"But which bank?" I whisper.

"What bank?" Flack was confused.

I hang up my cell phone and stared at Flack.

"Okay, that was Isabella and I think she's in trouble. She's somewhere at the bank and there were men yelling… from what I could hear."

"Do you remember what bank she was going to?" Flack asked. "No, I don't. That's why I am trying to think."

Suddenly, one of police cars turned on its sirens and left quickly. I walked over quickly with Flack to the officer who is getting in a hurry to his car.

"Hey, what is going on?"

"Oh, some men are holding the hostages at the Bank of America. We are on our way to there now."

Flack and I looked at each in shock and horror.

"Oh my god, the Bank of America! That's where Isabella is!"

Flack nodded and starts running off to his car.

I ran in another direction and took my car on the way to the bank.

When I got there, there were police cars everywhere. I ran over to the hostage negotiator.

"Excuse me, my name is Stella Bonasera and I'm from CSI." I flashed my badge to him.

"Mine's Bill. What is CSI doing here? This is robbery, not a crime scene."

"Um, I heard that you guys got a robbery and the hostage situation. I wanted to see if I can help you in any way. So what's going on? Are they responding to you?"

"No, they're not. We're going to try to get them on the phone."

"Do you have any idea how many people are inside?"

"We have no idea but my men are working on getting the feedback from the camera inside. The witnesses heard gunshots as they went by. We're hoping no one is hurt."

"Okay… Can I stay with you when you try to contact them on the phone?"

"Come with me. We're going into a trailer where the phone is."

I nodded and went inside with Bill.

Isabella's POV

I looked down at my cell and I knew Stella got the message. Soon, we all heard the sirens in the distance.

That made the robbers more nervous and they paced around us. The tension in the air was so thick that someone can slice it.

The people and I were startled when the phone starts ringing. The same man who grabbed me earlier walked quickly to me and roughly pulls me up.

"Pick up the phone, pick up the phone!" He shouts, putting the gun to my temple.

"Okay!" I yelled and picked up the phone.

I clear my throat out of nervousness. "Hello?"

"Hello, my name is Bill and I'm the hostage negotiator."

"What did he say?" the man shouted.

"He's telling me that his name is Bill and he's the hostage negotiator." I repeated to the man.

"Miss, what's your name?"

"Isabella."

"Can you tell me what is going on?"

"They are holding us, Bill."

The man took away the phone for a second.

"Isabella, I want you to tell Bill that we want one-hundred million dollars and we want a car to get to the airport. Also, we want the perfect jet. If you don't pass on the message to Bill, I will shoot at someone else, understand?"

I nodded and he gives the phone back.

"I have the message from them, Bill."

"Okay, what do they need?"

"They want one-hundred million dollars, a car and a private jet."

"Honey, can I speak to them for a minute?"

I hand out the phone to the man. "Bill wants to talk to you."

The man shook his head.

I put the phone back to my ear. "Bill, they don't want to talk to you."

"Tell them that they have to speak to me in order to get their money."

I look at the man. "He said that you have to speak to him in order to get your money."

The man curses and stood there for a minute. Then he took the phone from me. "Bill, we want our money."

"I know. Now, what is your name?"

"I'm not telling you my name. I'll give you my nickname. My name is Bud and my partner's name is Marc."

My heart stopped when I heard his partner's nickname. I looked at his partner and stared at his eyes.

That explains why he wouldn't speak… because it's my ex-husband.

I gasped in shock and in horror. Mark's eyes widened in panic and ran over to Bud.

Mark whispered something into ear and Bud nodded. Mark reached over to me which I stepped backwards.

"You son of a bitch…" I whispered to him.

Mark grabbed me and I started to shout and cursing at him while he drags me to another room.

He threw me into the room and he closed the door behind him.

I took his mask off quickly before he could react.

"Mark! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! WHAT ARE YOU, ARE YOU STUPID!" I screamed at him.

He covered my mouth with his hand and put my arms behind my back.

"Listen to me… I'm so desperate. I need the money."

"Why? You developed you own business and you made so much money!"

"I was laid off a year ago… I couldn't even find a job and I got so desperate that I and Bud decided to rob a bank. But only if you weren't here!"

Mark slams his first against the wall in anger.

"Mark… please let these people go. Please."

"I can't" Mark whispered.

"Then you're a coward." I whispered.

"Don't make me angry… please."

"Does Bud know that I'm your ex-wife?"

"No… I told him that he had to choose you because I had a feeling about you."

"God! I can't believe you're putting me in this damn situation. I haven't still told my ex-boyfriend about you."

"Come on, give my mask back to me and don't say my name except my nickname."

"FINE." I scowled.

Mark puts his mask back on and grabs my arm. "I have to be rough with you."

He dragged me back to Bud, who is still arguing with Bill.
"Damn it! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Bud hangs up the phone and kicked something.

"What's going on, Bud?" Mark asked him.

"They said they can give us the money but it's going to take hours to do it."

"I have an idea… take one of the hostages and threaten them outside where the cops can see the person. That's when they realize we are serious."

"Good idea." Bud looks at the hostages then at me.

"I'm taking Isabella." Bud takes my arm roughly and I started to panic. "No, please don't take me!"

I struggle with Bud and Mark stops him. "Bud, what are you doing? I said take one of the hostages, not Isabella!"

"Listen to me, Marc… I'm your boss… I'm the one who came up with the plan so do what I said. Watch the hostages while I take her out. Understand?"

Mark didn't say anything except nodded and looked at me with his sad eyes.

I sob in fear and Bud grabs my neck and walks me to the door. Before we went outside, Bud whispers something into my ear.

"Do not say anything to the cops… or else."

I nodded and he puts his arm around my neck and put the gun to my temple, taking me out.

Stella's POV

I heard someone yelling.

"Someone is coming out!"

I rush to see who was coming out and I gasped.

"Oh my god, Isabella!"

The guy was holding the gun to her temple and Isabella was quiet but you could tell that she was scared to death.

I heard someone running behind me and I turned around. It was Mac.

"Mac…" I whispered.

"What the hell is going on?" Mac saw Isabella and he paled.

"They want one-hundred million dollars and they want to hurt someone unless we get their money."

"I want my money! If you don't get me my money, I will hurt this woman!" The guy force the gun to her temple some more.

"Alright! Alright! We'll get your money! Just don't hurt the woman!" Bill shouted at the guy.

"If I don't have the money in an hour, I will shoot her. I mean it!"

"Okay, we'll get your money!"

"Sir, we got into the video in the bank!" one of his officers said to Bill.

The guy took Isabella back inside.

"Let's take a look at the video." Bill said to me, and then looked at Mac.

"Mac Taylor, what are you doing here?" Bill asked.

"I know this woman. I just want to make sure she's okay."

Bill nodded and took us to the room where the video is.

Isabella's POV

When Bud took me out, there were cops everywhere and they were pointing their guns out at Bud.

I spotted Stella and she looks so sad. Then I saw Mac came up behind Stella and he saw me.

We looked at each other's eyes… the first time I saw Mac since we broke up a month ago. Mac paled as Stella was talking to him.

"I want my money! If you don't get me my money, I will hurt this woman!"

Bill said something to him but I couldn't hear him because of the helicopter flying around.

Bud said something and he forced the gun to my temple and I whimpered.

Then Bud took me inside quickly and locked the door.

"That was great!" Bud smiled creepily at me.

"So?" Mark asked Bud.

"It worked! They are getting our money in an hour… if not. I'm going to hurt her."

"Bud, don't." Mark pleaded to Bud.

"What is the matter with you? You're acting like a wimp! Now, excuse me for a moment with Isabella."

Bud dragged me to the storage room and closes the door.

"Now… what we do have here?" Bud whispers as he caresses my arm. Bud tried to kiss me but I move my face and he ended up kissing my cheek.

"Feisty, aren't we?" Bud smiles as he tries once more.

When he had his eyes closed and leaned towards to me, I kicked him hard in the nuts.

He went down and I ran out to the door but he caught my foot which caused me to fall down.

"BITCH!" He yelled from anger and pain.

He grabbed my neck and hit my face so hard that I tasted blood in my mouth.

I whimpered and he pulled me up so fast that he pushed me hard into the wall where I hit my head.

When Bud got top of me, he tries to unbutton my jeans and I fought against him that he hit me again.

I scream for help but he covered my mouth.

"Now you're going to pay for this, bitch!"

The next thing I heard was a gunshot and he fell against me. I felt something wet and warm pooling against my chest.

I started to whimper when I saw that Bud is dead from the gunshot wound in the back of his head and pushed him off.

I started to cry when I realized that it was Mark who did this. He took off his mask and he was white in the face.

"Mark!" I sobbed. Mark picked me up and held me until I stopped shaking.

"You saved me." I whispered at Mark.

"I couldn't let Bud hurt you… I know I hurt you a long time ago but I couldn't face it if Bud tried to rape you."

"Thank you." I said, walking away with Mark from Bud's body.

I looked down at my chest and there were blood all over my shirt.

The hostages were crying and in shock.

"Marc… you have to let go of the hostages. You can keep me but you have to let them go."

He nodded. The phone rang and I ran over to the phone.

"Hello?" I said.

"What happened? We heard the gunshot. Is everybody okay?" Bill asked.

"Uh… Bud is dead. Marc shot him. Okay, I've talked to Marc and he said that he will let go the hostages but he wants me to stay. Okay?"

"That's great… we will tell the officers to hold their fire when the hostages come out."

I hang up the phone and walked in front of everybody.

"Listen, Marc agreed to let you guys go so I want you guys to stand up and walk out of the door calmly."

They stood up and I lead them to the door. They walked out and when the last person left, I saw Isabella and Mac again in the crowd.

I closed the door and lock it.

Mark sat down against the counter and he had his head into his hands.

I joined him.

"Mark?" I whispered. He was sobbing.

"Mark… please look at me."

He looked at me with tears in his eyes and tears running down on his cheeks.

"I just shot him… I just shot him." He said it over again and again.

"Mark… you were trying to protect me."

"Yeah, but I didn't have to go and kill him! Oh god… please forgive me."

I have never seen another side of him before…even when I was married to him.

"Mark… I have never see you like that before… even when I was married to you. It's like… like you have two people inside."

"That day when I hurt you… it wasn't me, I swear. It's like someone overcame me and I didn't know what I was doing until after what I did… I realize that there was something with me. I went to the doctor few days later and he checked me out. He said that because of everything and I was dealing with depression and it caused me to snap. He diagnosed me with Multiple Personality Disorder."

I was shocked.

"Mark… there must be some treatments for Multiple Personality Disorder."

"No, ever since I've lost my job… I couldn't afford paying for therapy anymore. That's why I'm here to get some money. But I guess they're not going to give me money since I killed my partner."

"Give me the gun…I'll walk you out and I promise they won't hurt you."

"You swear?"

"I swear, Mark."

"Isabella… please forgive me."

"Of course… I forgave you a long time ago."

He gave me the gun and I offered my hand out to him. He took it and we stood up.

"Are you ready, Mark?"

He nodded and we come out to the flashing lights and the cops surrounding us.

"Don't hurt him! He's surrendering!" I shouted.

A cop nodded his head and couple of cops ran out to us. I gave the gun to one of them and they put handcuffs on Mark.

I watched them taking away Mark to the police car. I turned around and saw Stella and Mac.

Stella's POV

I ran to Isabella after they took Mark away from Isabella. "Isabella!" I exclaimed and hugged her tightly.

When I step back, I took a look on her face. "Isabella..." I whispered, touching her bump which the bruise is starting to show on her forehead gently. She also a nasty cut on the top of her lip. "What happened?"

"Bud did this to me... I kicked him in the groin when he tried to kiss me and he got angry. Marc saved my life."

"Isabella, I know it's Mark."

She looked up in shock. "How did you know?"

"We got into the camera and we saw everything. We even scan their faces and his name came up and that's when I knew you were dealing with your ex-husband."

"Oh god. Does Mac know?"

"No... I haven't told him even he knew that I recognize Mark. Isabella, you need to tell him."

"You mean now?"

"No, Bella. I just thank god that you're alright." We hugged once more and I let Isabella go.

Mac's POV

Isabella was walking towards to me and my stomach was full of butterflies. We haven't seen each other since we broke up. I still love her but I didn't even know if she still loves me. When she stopped in front of me... we didn't say anything, we stared at each other.

"Isabella... are you okay?"

She nodded. "Yes, I'll be okay... how are you?"

"Relieved."

She nodded again. "Well... it's good to see you in unfortunate situation."

"Me too." I clear my throat. "Do you want me to take you home?"

"No...Stella is going to."

I was disappointed but I kept it in.

"Oh... okay."

Stella came up to us.

"Ready, Isabella?"

"Yes, I'm so ready."

"I'll see you later, Mac." Stella said and walked with Isabella to her car.

Isabella's POV

I finally got home and Stella insisted that I take care of my wounds which I did. When I saw Mac, I was nervous too and I wasn't sure how Mac would respond. To my disappointment, he acted like that we were friends again.

It really hurt my feelings.

Nighttime fall and I was watching TV and holding the ice against my forehead when I heard the doorbell.

I turned off the TV and dumped the ice into the sink before walking to the door.

I opened the door and there was Mac standing there with his hands shoved into his pockets.

"Mac." I said in surprise.

"Can I come in?" Mac asked.

"Sure." I let him in and shut the door.

We stood there in awkward silence.

"Mac... what are you doing here?" I asked after a long silence between us.

"Isabella... when I heard that you were inside of the bank in process of robbery, it scared me and I felt so helpless that I couldn't go inside. That's when I realize that you're the one. You are not some girl that I'm dating. I know we broke up but I want to try again and I'll try to be there for you more. Please let me show you how much I love you."

I had tears in my eyes when he finished his speech. I cleared my throat and stood there while I process when he said.

"Mac, I knew you were the one when I was pregnant. You still are the one for me, Mac and I could see us in the future. I want to try again too and I want to show you how much I love you too."

Mac smiled and we hugged affection.

Mac kisses the bruises on my forehead and gently kisses my sore lips.

"We can kiss soon when you're better." Mac said, caressing my cheek.

"I don't care." I kiss him softly which turned into a passionate kiss, with our arms around each other.

Sorry about taking too too long... I just started my first semester of college in my second year so I have been busy. This one is longer so you guys can enjoy it. Thank you for all wonderful reviews again.

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