A/N: I would really love more reviews and suggestions... This chapter is kind of everywhere.
And so it gets exciting...
Chapter 4
"Never expect anything, but always expect the unexpected." - Unknown
[Emily POV]
Now he's a gentleman? What the…? I guess he was just testing me. Whatever, the man makes me nervous.
We arrive at the coffee shop. It's a cozy little thing. Or it was for a while.
Entering, I can smell the grounded coffee beans and my mouth waters to taste the coffee.
I insist on paying for my own cup.
Just as we get our coffees he firmly tells me, "We have to get out of here. Now."
"What? Why?"
"Now." He whispers sternly.
"Alright." I agree.
Just before we make it to the door I hear a woman cry, "Please. Just take what you want. Don't hurt anyone."
We both turn around.
I now notice a middle aged man in a plaid shirt at the counter with a gun pointed at a terrified cashier.
"Shit. What do we do?" My eyes ask Gibbs.
"Stay calm. Do not provoke him. Right now we're just citizens. Not agents" His eyes tell me.
I nod. He starts to dial a number on his phone. It's too long to be the police. It must be his team.
I whisper to him, "Do not let my team know. Only yours."
He seems confused, but then nods. He calls, but then frustrated, he slams his phone shut.
"No signal," He curses.
"Everyone. Give me your phones. Give me your jewelry. In case you haven't already noticed, I have a gun and I will shoot you."
A young blonde woman stands up.
"Sit down now." He demands.
"Come on, we can work this out. You don't need to hurt anyone. I'm a DC police officer."
He shoots her. Women scream, children cry.
"Everybody shut the f*_k up! Now. Next person to stand up dies." He yells. "Anymore cops in here? You better tell me now." He demands.
Gibbs signals to me to keep quiet. I agree.
[Gibbs POV]
One hour later:
The idiot is pacing back and forth. In the beginning, he seemed like he knew what he was doing. Now, I don't know. Emily and I have both tried calling the team. At first, Emily didn't want to call her team. Why? No clue in hell. What? Did she really think her team would be upset with her for being in a hostage situation? Yeah, right. They can't be that big of ass holes. Finally, she gave in. We've tried to call dozens of times. No one answers. The bastard must have one of those devices that shake up the cell signal. Damn cell phones.
We can not see if anyone is outside, the SOB closed all the curtains on the windows and he's turned of the TV. The only reason I even know the time, is because Emily is wearing a watch. Its already two. It was one when the bastard started this shit fest.
He's already divided the men by the women. No one is speaking. In the dark, I can't see much. I can only tell that most of the people in here are either praying or crying. Emily's eyes shine through the dark and she can see mine. That's how we communicate now, with our eyes. Emily seems to be debating something. Finally, it looks as if she is certain about something. I see her reach to her ankle. What is she doing… I see it. She's had a glock the whole time! Godammit Emily! She looks at me one last time, with determination in her eyes. She signals for me to crawl to the door on one… two… three… I crawl.
"What the hell do you think you're doing old…" "Ahh! Mother F...!" He curses as two shots are fired.
Women gasp. Children scream. I turn around. The man has fallen to the floor. He's bleeding. Emily kicks the gun away.
"Everyone. Grab your phones and call 911. Now." She commands.
I run to Emily. She's covered in the man's blood spatter.
"He's still alive." She says disgusted as she checks his pulse, "Give me your jacket."
I hand her my jacket. She uses it to attempt to stop the bleeding from the man's chest. He seems to be unconscious. We can now hear the police and the ambulances. Little late, I think to myself.
A/N: Was that exciting enough for you guys? Some of you PM'd me that you wanted more excitement. I honestly I have no idea what the next chapter is. So, send me some reviews with suggestions on the next chapters!
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