Tim Bradford
I know where she is. I'm pacing as I try to get everyone together so we can go find her immediately. I have to save her, I have to find the woman I love. I'm pacing in our meeting room as I wait for everyone to take their seats. My nerves are shot as I try my best to not snap at anyone, I don't want to be the asshole here. I'm looking around the room quickly, counting the number of people who are seated or walking inside. Once everyone is seated I take a deep breath and look over at Grey, getting confirmation that I can go ahead and speak.
"Everyone quiet down." I let my words ring out in the room before I continue, I'd rather not have to shout over everyone.
"I know where Maya is. There is this abandoned building about five miles out. I am going to need a team, of which I'll let Grey decide." I keep my voice stern even as anxiety begins to pool in my chest, I'm desperate to find my girl alive. Grey stands up and walks over to the podium, so I quickly move to the side.
"For this I'm going to need the best of the best, so rookies you will be sitting this one out. Lopez, Nune, Harper, and Bishop, You all will be helping us with this. I've already called the Swat just to have backup, this building is big and it might be difficult to find Maya right away. Now hurry and go get ready, the rest of you will go on like it's your everyday life." Grey gives his speech, but I'm unsure if I heard everything.
My heart is racing as I quickly go to put on my protective gear. I check my gun to make sure I have enough ammo, I'm fully loaded. I begin to pace in the locker room as I try to cool down the panic I'm experiencing. The room feels as though it's suffocating me, and the walls seem like they are closing in. I quickly try to take deep breaths to calm myself. She will be okay, she is safe.
Once I'm calm I leave the locker room and make my way into the hallway right outside of the parking garage. I look around and notice everyone else is ready, I'm just glad none of them are trying to talk to me or calm me down. I don't think I could handle having a conversation right now.
It takes us five minutes to get everyone situated into pairs, we are all driving with only two people per car so it is less suspicious. It takes us about ten minutes to reach the warehouse that Maya is most definitely being kept in, we have a search warrant present too. We split up into groups of two and go to each entrance. I'm just praying I find Maya first..
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Maya Jackson
I wake up on the cold floor of the warehouse, there's blood surrounding me from the beating I got from Aaron. I look around the room nervously, trying my best to not alert anyone that I'm awake. I see Aaron's familiar boots on the bed, and I immediately know I'm in trouble if he notices I'm awake. I can hear commotion through the building, which I know isn't right.. I'm just praying it's Tim coming to save me.
I continue to pretend to sleep as the footsteps grow closer and closer to my room.. they probably aren't loud enough for Aaron to hear, but with me being here so long I've learned to listen for anything. I continue to lay on the hard and cold warehouse floor as the door slams open to my room. I'm terrified to look up, not just to see who's there but I know Aaron is waiting for the second I wake up to continue to abuse he's done so many times before. I hear guns being drawn and then feel a hand wrapping tightly around my throat, I'm forced to stand as Aaron uses me as a shield. I look up and see Nyla... I feel tears prick at my eyes as she keeps her gun pointed right at Aaron.
"Let her go, now." Nyla shouts at him, she's always been good at hostage situations... it just sucks that I might be the one who gets the bullet if Aaron becomes irrational. I bite on my lower lip as I tilt my head down, trying to give her clear view of Aaron even if his grip on my throat only tightens. I can hardly breathe... I know any second now her gun is going to go off, and there's not much I can control.
"Mmm, and let you take my Mon Chéri from me? No thanks." I can hear the taunting in his tone, I know he's either trying to get himself killed or he's buying himself enough time for backup to arrive. I hear the sound of a bullet and im quickly pushed forward, I felt the bullet graze my arm... but it still hit Aaron, he let out a loud groan and I quickly used that to my advantage. I rear my leg forward before I slam it backwards, making contact with his knee. He falls backwards with a loud thud and I quickly run towards Nyla.
Tears stream down my face as I turn back to see Aaron holding a gun, he sends off one shot and I'm unsure where or who it hit... Nyla was just as fast and landed a single shot to his forehead, successfully killing him.
I feel my tears speed up, I think I'm upset because I didn't get the revenge I deserved, He shouldn't have gone down so easy.
Nyla grabs my hand and lets Bailey lead me down the warehouses hallways. It feels like forever as we walk through the empty warehouse, once we reach outside I'm almost blinded by the sun.. I cover my eyes as I'm lead over to an ambulance. They wrap a warm blanket around me before forcing me to sit down on a stretcher. I'm slowly regaining feeling as my adrenaline wears off... I'm in pain, so much of it... I can feel blood pouring down my stomach, and I know that this isn't good... I know it's fixable, but there's still too much blood on me.
I need Tim here..
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This was kind of rushed ngl... sorry for not posting since December! I've been really busy lately with testing, my birthday + other holidays and I have a job.... I wrote this on 3/15/25 while having the flu, so please forgive me if there are any errors or if this chapter makes no sense...
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FanfictionMaya Jackson has been working in the LAPD for well over a year. She has seen many things, especially bad. But her coworkers are the one thing that keeps her calm in all of this madness.
