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halloweentown!!! ([info]halloweenish) wrote in [info]politico,
@ 2010-08-12 00:06:00


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emma, wyatt, bau & co
With Liam away on vacation, Emma was the lead agent in charge. Liam was due back in the morning, well, not back to work but back home. When Brie had started to get direct threats, Emma thought it best to put her in protective custody. Mick insisted she be assigned with the other agents to keep an eye on the woman, and Emma had agreed to it. But now that Brie was under lock and key, the man stalking her and killing prostitutes in her name was getting angrier. He'd slipped up, finally. He'd left a print at the last scene, and he was in the system. They'd gone to his house to apprehend him, but he wasn't there. Instead, there were clues as to who he'd be after next, and a location. An abandoned warehouse. Emma and Wyatt were enroute to his apartment when Micah had called to tell them that Kyle Pratt wasn't there, and that he might be at the warehouse location. She and Wyatt were closer, so they went ahead, thinking a woman's life was in danger.

When they got there, Emma took the lead, her gun in hand. She could hear noises, though she wasn't sure what they were. The others would be there soon with backup, but for now she was focused on hopfully saving the woman she assumed Pratt had.


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SAD D:
[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 02:24 am UTC (link)
Each breath she took became more shallow than the last. She was looking at him, but her eyes were starting to droop and glaze over. Aside from the sound of his voice and her struggles to get more air into her lungs, the place was completely silent. Kyle was unmoving, a few feet away. She could hear sirens, finally, but they were so distant that she wasn't even sure if they were real. She opened her mouth to say something to Wyatt, but nothing came out, and she took her last breath before she went still.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 02:49 am UTC (link)
The pain in Wyatt's leg was very far away. His adrenaline was pumping so hard that part of him didn't even realize that some of the blood was his own. The shot hadn't hit anything major, but he was going to need crutches for awhile. The loss of blood was starting to go to his head though and he wasn't really able to fully appreciate the fact that Emma had died in his arms. Maybe she had just passed out--maybe he was the one dying--maybe this was some nightmare.

Police entered the scene first and as soon as the immediate area was cleared, the EMTs rushed in to gather up both of the injured agents.

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poor wyatt - shot, had a close friend and teammate die in his arms/and killed someone we're mean lol
[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 02:53 am UTC (link)
Micah and Beckett arrived on scene just as they were loading up. He could see that they had given up work on Emma, but it still didn't register that she was dead. As he saw Wyatt being loaded up, he quickly went over to him and insisted that he be able to ride along. The paramedics allowed it, and he reached out to grasp a hold of Wyatt's hand.

"Hey," he said softly, "You're gonna be fine," he added. Physically, anyway. Eventually. But mentally? Micah wasn't so sure.

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Muahaha--I mean aww
[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 03:11 am UTC (link)
They'd easily stabilized Wyatt, prevented him from going into shock and stemmed the flow of blood. The fact that Micah was there made it all more real and he frowned. "Hi," he said quietly. He certainly wasn't his talkative self.

Before they loaded him into the ambulance, he tried to see Emma, but he just got a glance before the doors shut. "I killed Pratt. My gun--I left my gun."

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 03:20 am UTC (link)
"Don't worry about it, Beckett's handling everything," Micah said softly, confident that the other man was doing his job and well. He didn't know what else to say. Now that everything was registering, he was beginning to realize that Emma was gone. Why else would the paramedics have stopped working on her? "What happened?" he asked, "Can you tell me? You don't have to. We can wait. It can wait."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 03:29 am UTC (link)
"I killed--" he exhaled and felt like he was going to pass out.

"He's lost quite a bit of blood," one of the paramedics told Micah, trying to explain the young man's inability to form a truly coherent thought. "Anything he says might be a little muddled."

Wyatt could hear the EMT speaking but for some reason it didn't sound as if he was talking about him. So Wyatt carried on. "Emma was shot. Pratt shot her. Then--was there a girl? Did someone get the girl?"

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 03:34 am UTC (link)
"The police cleared the building, there was no girl, I'm thinking it might have been a setup," Micah said quietly as he let his fingers sweep through Wyatt's hair. There was blood in it, and it made Micah frown. "I think he was going to try and use one of us as a hostage to get to Brie," he added, "I don't - I'm not sure about Emma. I don't... It didn't look good, Wyatt, she didn't look good."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 03:41 am UTC (link)
The slow realization that this had all been for nothing made Wyatt well up and he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to prevent himself from losing it. Deep down, he knew that Emma was gone. His stomach felt it, his heart felt it, but his brain hadn't caught up.

He put his hands over his face and tried to keep breathing, but it was hard. No words came to his mouth and finally he just let out a sob.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 03:48 am UTC (link)
Micah's face twisted up in worry, and he leaned forward to wrap his arms around the younger man. He didn't know what to say, so he just held onto him. His own eyes were tearing up, and he wished that he could fix everything, but he knew that he couldn't.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 04:01 am UTC (link)
The trip to the hospital felt like an eternity. Wyatt was hoping that they loaded him up with drugs to put him under for surgery. A brief spark of clarity granted him the realization that his leg was in bad shape. Jabs of pain had managed to press through the adrenaline and pain medications and he figured that the bullet was still in there.

They wheeled him into the emergency room and he wanted desperately for Micah to stay by his side, but that was an impossibility.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 04:10 am UTC (link)
Micah frowned and gave Wyatt's hand a squeeze before he dipped his head down to brush a kiss to his lips. He wished he could follow, but they were all ready trying to usher him out of the way.

"See you soon," he said softly, then he finally let go.

For a moment, he stood in the hallway, hands on his hips. He swallowed hard, then turned to go to the waiting room. He was hoping Beckett would be arriving soon.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 04:18 am UTC (link)
The acid in Beckett's stomach was churning, rising up his esophagus and making him feel like he was going to be sick. Emma was dead. She'd died before they'd even gotten her into the ambulance and the fact that they hadn't turned the lights or sirens on had really hit home as Beckett followed the vehicle to the hospital. Wyatt's ambulance had arrived at the hospital much faster than Emma's because he still had a chance.

When he found Micah in the waiting room, he could hardly look him in the eye. "How is he doing?" He wanted to talk about Wyatt first.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 04:24 am UTC (link)
Micah was relieved to see Beckett, but he wasn't sure what the hell to say. They couldn't call Liam because he was all ready on a flight back. Even if he wasn't, he'd left his cell at home. They would have had to call the hotel. The idea that he'd come back from a vacation to this? It was awful.

"He's doing - he's okay, they're going to remove the bullet, lost a lot of blood," he said quietly. "He's upset. But, I think he's gonna be fine."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-13 04:49 am UTC (link)
Ironically enough, Liam had come home a few days ago, though the time he'd taken off had allowed for a few days at home to relax after coming home from the trip. Liam knew himself well enough to know that even after a vacation he'd be tired. Relaxing could be hard work, especially for someone like Liam. Unfortunately, he'd had to go after Chancellor who had had a fight with Cooper and had been holed up in his old house for days and days. But to come back to a death--it would be almost unbearable.

Beckett sank down in one of the chairs. "Good. Good." He exhaled and rubbed his hand over his face. "Pratt is dead. Brie is safe. There will be an investigation, of course, but I'm sure Wyatt followed protocol. Everything will be okay." It was standard procedure to investigate a shooting as well as the death of an agent.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-13 04:54 am UTC (link)
Micah wanted to ask about Emma, but he all ready knew the answer. He was new to the team, but being the newest member didn't make anything easier on him. It was a loss for all of them. Emma wasn't just an agent, she was a friend to all of them.

Sitting down with his elbows on his knees, Micah just stared at the floor. Thirty minutes had gone by, but it felt like hours. When Mick came in, now that Pratt was dead Brie was safe, she looked pale.

"Are they okay?" she asked, though by looks on the other two's faces she knew the answer. "Who?" she asked, her voice thick.

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Ah! I keep using grinny-happy Beckett icons lol
[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-14 04:03 pm UTC (link)
Beckett stood up when Mick walked in, it was polite habit. Reaching out, he took her hand and had her sit down. "Emma," he said simply, and the emotion in that word was enough to convey that she was gone.

"Wyatt was shot as well, the doctors are working on him now. He was hit in the leg, so he should pull through all right." Beckett looked down at his watch and then searched for a calendar. "What's the date. Montgomery should be home by now. We need to call him. I know it's still his vacation, but--" Of course he'd want to be notified of this.

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lmao it's hard to know the expressions on them with no lables i'm too lazy to lable
[info]halloweenish
2010-08-14 11:42 pm UTC (link)
Mick sat down, but everything felt as if it were going in slow motion. She felt sick to her stomach, and for a moment everything went blank. When it came to grief, Mick wasn't the best at dealing with it. In the mass of confusion, she heard that Wyatt would be all right. Thank God. But Emma was gone.

"I'll call him," Mick said flatly as she moved to get up, tugging her hand away from Beckett's. She needed to get out of the waiting room, she all ready felt much too suffocated.

Before either Micah or Beckett could say anything else, she turned to leave, heading down the hall to go out into the parking garage where she took her cell out of her pocket and dialed up Liam's number.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-15 03:57 am UTC (link)
Part of Liam wanted to ignore the ringing of his phone. It would go to voicemail and the world wouldn't end. But he knew his team wouldn't call him with any trivial matter and that clenched his heart a little when he picked up the phone and saw that it was Mick. Couldn't it have been some telemarketer or something equally as ignorable?

In a worried tone, he answered. "What's up?" Because he knew something had to be up. The whole team had teased him about not picking up his cell phone during vacation, making it a point to tell him that he needed a good long break from the BAU, a break and a tan.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-15 04:09 am UTC (link)
It had been a great reason to get out of the waiting room, but now that Mick heard Liam's voice she was a bit frozen. What the hell was she suppose to say to him? No matter what he was expecting, she knew he wasn't prepared to hear what she had to say. She swallowed hard closed her eyes as she leaned against the cement wall behind her. She cleared her throat, and it took her a moment to start to speak.

"It's Emma," she finally got out. "Liam - she was shot and, she didn't make it."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-15 04:17 am UTC (link)
Immediately Liam started to think about the practical things: notification of family, the reports that would need to be filed, possible investigations, the service--it caused a long silence on the phone as his brain kicked in to administrative overdrive.

But it was just to protect him from the shock and the jab of pain that had stabbed right into his chest. Maybe if he could just surround himself with the ritual of leadership, and paperwork, and protocol, he could survive the sudden and overwhelming feeling that this was his fault and that Emma was dead.

And still the silence rolled on before he finally let out a sound. It wasn't a sob, or a moan, or anything but a sharp exhale of breath. Then a word. "Oh." And another long pause. "How?"

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-15 04:24 am UTC (link)
If Mick hadn't known Liam so well, she might have lashed out at him. She rubbed her hand against her face and let out a quiet, shaky breath.

"I'm not even entirely sure yet. We had Brie in protective custody, Micah and Beckett went to Pratt's place with some agents and Wyatt and Emma were enroute. Pratt wasn't there, but indicated he had someone else at another location. Emma and Wyatt went there, they were both shot. Wyatt's in surgery now but they think he should be all right."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-15 04:48 pm UTC (link)
One dead, one injured. Liam stacked up his defenses as high as they would go to keep out the impending tidal wave of emotion. He sat down on the couch, glad it was right behind him because otherwise he may have gone on the floor.

"Is Pratt in custody?" He could only hope that the sacrifice hadn't been for nothing. "Is the victim safe?" He knew those were the questions Emma would want asked.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-16 03:24 am UTC (link)
"Wyatt had to shoot him, he's dead," Mick said quietly. "There wasn't a victim. It was a ploy, we're thinking to get one of us as a hostage so he could demand that we give Brie to him," she added.

The idea that this all had been for nothing... That they'd been tricked? And now one of them was dead, another injured? It was horrible. It made Mick feel so sick inside that it was difficult to keep the urge to vomit at bay.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-16 05:37 pm UTC (link)
Liam sighed. The situation just kept getting worse. "I'll call Chancellor and be over as soon as I can." He wanted to be with his team right now and he wanted to be the one to tell Chancellor. It was secretly selfish because Chancellor was the only team member he was able to be weak in front of. Maybe the only person. He wanted to be strong for everyone else.

When he hung up, he called for Reagan, needing to let him know what was going on and why he'd be gone for a bit.

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[info]halloweenish
2010-08-17 04:23 am UTC (link)
Reagan had been downstairs painting, but when he heard Liam call for him he wiped his hands clean and headed up the main floor. He could tell just by the sound of his husband's voice that something was wrong, and when he came into the living room worry showed on his face.

"What is it? You all right?" he asked as he went over to where Liam was sitting so that he could sit down, too.

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(no subject) - [info]impotentwaffle, 2010-08-18 02:46 am UTC
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(no subject) - [info]halloweenish, 2010-08-18 04:01 am UTC
So Ally went to get his cochlear implants and we're saying he was in the hospital.. - [info]impotentwaffle, 2010-08-18 04:15 am UTC
yup! :D - [info]halloweenish, 2010-08-18 04:33 am UTC
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