"Last floor," Keith said into the radio.

I again sighed in relief; ever since he had left I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. But it was almost over now.

I heard Keith knock on a door. "Federal agents please leave immediately it's an emergency."

I heard angry voices. "I don't think so."

There was struggling as Keith pushed open the door. "Help! It's an ambush! Six hostiles are upstairs on the-" I heard the sound of a punch and a fall, and I knew Keith was in trouble.

"Quick all agents, switch positions. Backup needed on the fifth floor, hostiles engaged, move now!" I yelled as I raised my hand and stressfully ran my fingers through my hair.

Two teams who had been outside helping people were sent upstairs to the fifth floor. The minutes ticked by and it seemed like an eternity as I waited for them to reach the fifth floor.

"The door to room 503 is ajar, I just found Sheppard's radio," Jeff said. My heart sunk as I heard them search the room. Amy gazed in my direction knowingly as she listened in from her station across the room. I looked at her directly in the eyes for a moment, and then turned away. I clutched my ear piece in desperation to hear more of what was going on.

"They're gone; there's a fire escape back here that leads to an alley. Sheppard and Callaway are missing, and possibly hostages," Jeff said.

"Find them, Jeff!" My voice quivered with a fear that I couldn't hide. I turned to Amy who was now standing right next to me. She squeezed my shoulder. "Have Fred check satellite and see if there were any vehicles that left that alley."

Amy nodded and ran off.

"Amanda, I went down the fire escape, there are tire tracks here in the alley. Since we didn't set a perimeter because of the bomb there's no telling how far away they are," Jeff said into the comm.

Everything became a blur as it hit me that this was really happening. In a matter of minutes my whole world had been turned upside down and the one person who meant everything to me was missing or worse. I knew the dangers that came with being a hostage and that chances of survival were low; especially since the government would not negotiate with terrorists. The only way to get Keith back was to find them, and take them down. That in itself could be impossible. It was all too much to think about; I struggled to pull myself together so that I could help in some way so that I wouldn't lose him. But that the thought he might be gone, hit me hard. That silly cliché 'my world is crashing in on me' couldn't have been truer. I understood now what was meant when someone said that. How could this be happening? It was a good thing I was sitting because I felt numb. I couldn't breathe. Why Keith? What did they want? I didn't even want to think of what they would do to him.




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