"Wasn't Forensic's supposed to clean up after they were done?"Detective
Peter Hurst muttered darkly as he survived Sloan Parker's apartment.
"I'll reprimand then later."Katherine Krieg replied as she stepped
carefully into the living room.
The blond man sighed as he followed her righting a chair,bookcase and
table along the way,"We'll never find anything in this mess. At least
not in time anyway."
Krieg glared at her friend slightly,"Thankyou, Mr. Optimisim. Are you
going to stand there all day complaining or are you going to do some
actual police work?"
Hurst muttered something under his breath that Katherine didn't quite
catch and she figured she was better off not knowing.

"Why don't you start in here and I'll search the bedroom."Krieg
suggested as she walked out of the living room.
Peter surveyed the mountain of books and magazines and sighed,"Knew I
should have gone into the rodeo like I wanted but no my parents said you
have to have a stable career."

Not allowing himself to think beyond the necassary medical procedures Ed
rushed to his friend's side as he studied the heart monitor.
"Damn!"Ed muttered as he switched off the alarm and reached for the
defibulator paddles.
"What's wrong?"Ray asked as he stayed out of Tate's way.
"Her blood pressure dropped,"Ed replied his gaze never wavering from
Sloan's still form as he impaitently waited for the machine to heat
up,"She's gone into cardiac arrest."
The machine finally ready Ed placed the paddles on Sloan's chest praying
that he was remembering his medical training correctly.

Sloan's body arched upwards as the electrical charge raced to her heart.
However the heart monitor didn't change.
"Damn."Ed swore as he franticly turned to the machine and turned the
dial higher,"Don't you even think of leaving,Sloan."
Peterson watched helplessly as Ed once again placed the paddles on
Sloan's chest and hit the correct button.
Time seemed to stand still as Sloan's body arched then layed back onto
the matteress.
Ed's brown eyes flickered to the heart monitor. He blinked twice before
he finally believed what the readouts were saying.
Sloan's heartbeat was back.
"Is it over?"Ray asked quietly as he approached the bed.
Ed nodded as he put the paddles away wearily leaning against the metal
bedrail,"For now. Whatever this thing is Ray its zapping her strength.
If her heart crashes again I don't know if we'll be able to pull her
back."
Tate turned his attention back to Sloan gently brushing a stray brown
bang away from her forehead,"You have to fight,Sloan."His voice dropped
to a whisper,"Please,you can't give up now."

Lewis leaned forward so Sanchez's gun was aimed at his chest,"What are
you waiting for? Or don't you know how to operate the weapon?"
Attwood cringed inwardly as he warily watched Lucy for her reaction.
Sanchez grinned,"I could blow your head off any time I wanted to."
"That wouldn't solve anything."Walter replied evenly as his mind raced
to come up with a solution.
"It might make them sit up and take notice."Lucy replied as she cocked
the hammer.
Walter shook his head,"Were you not paying attention during the Randal
Lynch escapade? We killed him and it didn't stop them for a blink of an
eye. Lucy, they don't care about each other."
Lucy shrugged,"Maybe we just didn't have the right target. Lynch
could've been a renegade,a malfunction to them."
"You're rationalizing this."Attwood replied.

Sanchez whirled the gun on Walter,"Am I? Perhaps I should just kill both
of you. Some think that you are a sympathizer,Walter."
Attwood's eyes narrowed,"You know that's not true."
"I don't know anything any more."Sanchez replied bitterly as she swung
the gun back towards Lewis.
But she was a minute too late.
Lewis had taken advantage of her distraction and grabbed the gun.
In seconds they were in a deadly checkmate.
Neither wanting to let go of the weapon.