"Suck a dick" I choke out to the leader as I began to see dark spots graze my outer vision.

THWAK!

Something big and heavy I crashed on the back of the leaders head and I saw as his eyes rolled back in his head and he went limp. I look up and see Tom, he held a shoot gun, that he must've gotten from one of the dead guys, in his grip.

He breathed out unsteadily, like his own actions surprised and shocked the hell outta him. I do not even give him the time of day as I throw the body off me and jump towards the hostages.

I flick out my knife from the person's skull I impaled it in and start cutting the straps off hostages to set them free.

00:10

I've only been able to free 2 of the five and the remaining three were going ballistic for me to cut them first, pushing each other out of the way and causing all sorts of chaos.

"I can disarm the detonator timer!" I hear Tom say.

"Then quit taking and get to it!" I screech at him.

He races towards the bloody one in the leaders hands, probably for fear of being shoot by the cops if he went after the cleaner one with the lieutenant, and pries it open with his bare hands. Hmmm...a strong one...

I go for the honey haired male hostages next because he wouldn't just allow me to focus on anyone else. As I start to hack at the binds I risk a peek at the timer again.

00:05!!!

Oh shit! Well, 3 out of 5 ain't bad for a day's work. Although I am positive that tomorrows head news will blame me for all this...they'll probably slap the lieutenant's death in as well for good measures. "How's it's coming along!?" I scream at Tom, because at that instant my knife got hooked in the guy's expensive suit and won't budge.

"That's what you get for buying a God awful expensive suit" I hiss as him.

"Almost...got.it...Just...one more second!" Tom yelled back.

00:03

"You've got three more," I shout back at him.

"Holy shit, this is going to be close..." I hear him mumble.

I was already contemplating whether or not to jump back when...

00:03...00:02...00:01.-thueeik!

The timers shut down.

"Oh!" every single person gasped in relief.

I fall back on my back onto the cold ground and allow myself to breath more easily.

"Fucking hell" I breathe out. The adrenaline began to loosen its hold on my body and I began to feel pain all over. "Shit!" I reach over for my right leg and remember I had a gun wound there.

"Secure the perimeter!" I hear Sally bark out orders.

I closed my eyes for a second and when I opened them again she was standing on top of me with an outstretched arm.

"Great work out there" she says as I give her my hand and she drags me to my feet, regretfully.

I try my best not to limp. I look around and see the hostages being slowly escorted to an ambulance to get checked out. I see EMTs race around covering and zipping up dead bodies. I feel a pang of guilt once I saw the lieutenant's body zipped up and dragged away.

"Don't feel bad, you did all that you could" I hear Sally reassuring me, she was excellent at reading people because I wasn't the easiest person to read.

"So," I begin to say as I zombie walk forward, "What are you going to do with him?"

I watch as several cops line around Tom who was kneeling down with his arms up as the cops trains their guns on him. All the other criminals were being slowly hauled away, but it looked like the police were unclear on how to treat Tom. Was he a criminal? Or a hero?

"Well, he was aiding the criminals rob a bank, and he did stand guard outside with hostages as he threaten to kill them," Sally says.

And we begin, this was a thing me and her sometimes did. She lists the bad aspects of a situation while I listed the good. It was a nice way to not only conversate but also evaluate the severity of the situation and circumstances.

"Those are all true," I concede, "But he also just save my life, deactivated the bomb and saved said hostages."

"He could've decided to switch sides when he saw there was no escape even if the plan succeeded, and decided to play hero" Sally angled her head at him, "Just to save his butt."

"Even if that maybe the case he is obviously a man whom isn't in the proper mental state, any psychiatric analysis who reveal such or otherwise." I counter her easily. It was obvious she also probably didn't want to arrest Tom.

I see Sally smile quietly and fold her arms.

"And under whose custody would a mental patient like this be released into once, or if, all charges are dropped?"

"Why mine of course" I say walking up to Tom as the cops around him back down.

"I'm right here you know," Tom drawls in an annoyed tone.

"Shut up" I say to him as I lift him up by the collar and smash my lips down onto his. I had been meaning to kiss him ever since the Carmella story...or probably even before that!

"Can you please try and keep it in your pants for once?" Sally smugly called from behind.

"Hey what?" I grin at her, "It's not often you get to see a sexy psychopath" then I lean close to Tom and whisper, "And I'll keep this safe for you when you get out of jail."

He gives me a confused look, I simply indicate with my eyes for him to look down. He does so and I stealthily open my palms in a way only he could see and I reveal a medium-small pristine looking diamond.

Tom gasped, looks back up at me with all buttears in his eye, and this time hekisses me...and boy, was he a greatkisser!