"Alright, have we got anything on ray?" Hank stood in front of his detectives. Everyone shook their heads as jay held his breath, "any immediate family members that might know where he is?" Hank added. Everyone once again shook their heads, this guy really is good at hiding since they know absolutely nothing about him other than where he lives...
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"Stay down!" Ray pushed her to the ground for the third time after she'd tried fighting him off. He pulled off her blindfold so she could see the gun being pointed to her head, "I keep my word kid, you shoulda kept your mouth shut about your dad" he shook his head. She gave him a pleasing look but he ignored it and fired the gun, there it goes, one bullet to her side. She let out a loud cry as she watched ray run over to his truck and drive away. She was right, it was a blue truck but it didn't have any plates on it. She lifted up her hand to see a red map imprinted on it from the blood, cuts and dirt on the ground.
"Help..." she stumbled to her feet and ran onto the road in front of her. A car luckily stopped and out ran a concerned looking woman, "oh my god sweetie, c'mon let's get you to the hospital..." she grabbed tatums arm and lead her over to her car. Tatum winced as she sat down but the woman was quick to get back into the drivers seat and begun driving. "Don't take me to the hospital... I need to go to the 21st district, my dad works there..." Tatum groaned in pain. "Honey..." she shook her head. Tatum let a tear roll down her face, "please, I need to get there. I was kidnapped and I'm not the only girl missing, I need to tell my dad everything I remember..." she began to stutter. The woman nodded, if there's other girls missing then the kid has a point.
It took 5 minutes but the woman finally arrived, "come here..." she helped Tatum out of the car. The pair stammered their way into the reception, "t-trudy... I need a pen and paper..." Tatum spoke shakily. Trudy looked up in worry, "Tate? You're bleeding, you need to go to med baby" trudy walked out from behind the desk. Tatum shook her head, "no, I need to... please Trudy, I'm not the only kid missing..." Tatum shook her head. Trudy nodded, "alright, c'mon... someone get halstead down here!" Trudy yelled. Tatum crumbled to the floor as Trudy set a notepad and pen in front of her, she applied pressure to her wound whilst tatum grabbed the pen and started writing.
"Jay, its Tate. She's downstairs, she's bleeding badly but she's writing something down..." a standard officer walked into the bullpen. Jays head shot up and without a second warning, he bolted downstairs as the unit followed suit. They all ran over to the teenager who was bleeding out on the floor as she wrote things down with her trembling hand, "Tate baby c'mon you're going to med" jay cupped her pale cheek. He tried his best to pick her up but she kept pushing his hands away, "dad no... let me finish" she whispered and continued to write with her trembling hands. Jay gave up with trying and looked over at hank who was looking down curiously.
After about a minute of writing she slid the paper away from her and into trudys hand, "here" she handed it up to Hank who accepted the notes.
Jay grabbed his daughters dying body and picked her up, "come on, stay with me baby. You're gonna be okay" he hopped in the back of his truck as hailey grabbed his keys and got into the front. Tatum grabbed her dads hand, "there's other girls..." she closed her eyes. Jay held her close, "shhhh, it's okay. We're gonna find them too, stay awake for me baby" he rested his chin in her head, his heart was racing.
"Treatment 2" Maggie pointed over to the empty room. Dr Marcel came running over, "alright Tate you're in good hands honey" he done his usual before ordering tests and sending her up for an emergency surgery. Jay was greeted by wills hand on his shoulder, "she'll be fine jay, she's lucid and responsive which is a good sign" the read head nodded. Nothing could convince jay that what Will said was true...
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