Attwood was getting a migraine and if it was one thing he hated it was
migraines.
Took him three days at least to get rid of them.
Walter sighed inwardly as he watched the scene unfold before him. If he
had known Sanchez was this high strung he would never have brought her
into this sensitive situation.

Before he could think of how to approach Lucy, Lewis took charge of the
situation.
Lewis easily broke Sanchez's grip on the gun. He roughly shoved her
backwards causing her to bounce hard against the steering wheel.
"Now,"Lewis stated as he leaned back against the back seat as he aimed
the gun at Sanchez,"Can we get back to the matter at hand?"

Ray cursed as he slammed his cellular phone shut. He couldn't reach
Attwood on any of the numbers Walter had given him.
Damn the man, now was not the time to disappear.
Peterson glanced back at Ed and was alarmed at how labored the younger
man's breathing was.
He wished he had taken more than the department's required first aid
course.
Ray knelt next to Tate pulling the blanket up around the young man's
shoulders,"I can't get a hold of Attwood. Tell me what to do here, Ed.
Tell me how I can help."

Ed licked his lips struggling to get enough moisture to talk. But it was
hard enough to breathe let alone have the strength to open his mouth.
But he had to, Sloan needed him.
He wasn't going to let them win.
Ed turned his head and saw Ray reaching for his phone,"No."He protested
weakly,"No ambulance."
"Then tell me what to do."Peterson replied.
Tate glanced over and up at Sloan's still form and realized that for the
first time he had to put all of his trust,not to mention his life in
Tom's hands.

While Ray was trying to track down Attwood, Ed had figured out that the
shooter had been Tom.
It was the only thing that made sense.
If the other species had put out a 'contract' on him they would want
their best person on the job.
That was Tom.
And if Tom loved Sloan as much as she said he did Ed could only hope
that Tom hadn't used a lethal poison.
That he had used one that would appear fatal so Tom could get out from
under their thumb and back to Sloan and the baby.

Ed forced his gaze away from Sloan and back to the situation at hand.
Drawing a shaky breath he told Ray what they would need to flush out the
poison.