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They looked at everyone lined up against the wall. Patrick, Allie, House, Alex, Spncer, Jon. They alll held hands. Tight.

At the library, Brendon, Ryan, and Pete took turns singing.

"I wish i had a guitar." Joe said.

"I wish we had everyone else." Said Pete.

"You can't do this." Linda said quietly. The man with the gun smiled creepily.

"Oh, what a pretty lady." he said, holding the gun to her head.

"Anything else?" Ha asked. She said nothing.

"Good." Said the other man. "Shall we begin?"

 
"GUILT was created to bring peace to mankind, medicine is getting in the way of this. People should die naturally at a young age from a disease, not be poked and prodded untill they die."

"What? That's crazy! People want to live long lives! I became a doctor so I could help save lives!"

"I already told you to SHUT UP!" He held Allie at gunpoint

Allie covered her head, and rested it on Patrick's knee, hoping she wouldn't get shot.

"Learned your lesson yet?"

"Y-Yes." Allie said, starting to cry. The pressure she was under was just too much.

"And you seven, will be test subjects for GUILT. Seven people, seven strains."

"WHAT? You can't do this to us!" Spencer said, holding onto Alex.

"Uh, cheif, we have a problem outside. The SWAT team is here."

The terrorist left in a hurry, "I suggest you don't try to do anything smart."

"I'm so scared..." Jon said

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure all of us are." Alex added

Allie had an idea.

"Jon! Is your phone still working?"

Allie took Jon's phone and called Brendon.

"Brendon! I'm going to put this on speakerphone and hide it behind me! Give your phone to the SWAT team outside the hospital so they can hear what it going on inside!" Allie said, just over a whisper.

 
xD

Epic.

I wish the computer would let me save this to a Word document, the copy & paste think is NOT normal xD

I might be on this afternoon, it depends on when my dad's dropping me off at Brienna's overnight =D

 
My internet broke last night XD

BUT IT"S OKAY NOW! 8D

The remaining at the library ran to the hospital front, where cars were surrounding the entire thing. He went to what looked like the leader. He handed them the phone and told him what was going on.

“Thank you.” The man said. “You can go or you can stay.”

Needless to say, they stayed.

“We’re going to get out of this.” House said, unusually positive. He didn’t know whether he was saying this to prove it to them-

Or to himself.

“I want to thank you guys for being here for me this entire time.” Alex said quietly. “Whatever happens, I love all of you.”

She laid her head on Spencer’s chest and cried.

Hearing this through the phone, it made them pretty heartbroken. Diva hugged Brendon and cried.

“You heard what House said.” Ryan said confidently.

Then they heard something.

Even through the phone, you could hear the loud footsteps of the terrorists coming back.

 
The terrorists came back. They were dragging someone back to the little line they were sitting in, he looked familiar.

"Oh my god. Is that Derek?" Allie whispered, in shock.

"Guys, they have Derek Stiles." Patrick said, mostly to the phone, but also to everyone else.

"No, t-they can't have Derek! He saved me and Alex's life!" Linda said, breaking down.

"This can't be possible!" Patrick said, holding onto Allie like she was the only thing he ever had.

"Yes, it is possible!" The terrorist said.

Derek sat down beside Linda, who was crying.

"It's okay, everone here will be just fine." Derek assured her

 
"We should be quiet now." Ryan said. They knew that anything they said would be heard by all of the terrorists.

"We're going through the kitchen door." One of them smirked stupidly. What they didn't know was that by the time they got there, the SWAT team would be waiting for them.

Reluctantly, the hostages got up and were forced down to the kitchen.

As soon as they all stepped foot outside, the SWAT team closed in.

 
BYE DIVA~!

One of the terrorists went down into the kitchen, "NO! DON'T COME IN HERE! STAY IN THE HALL!"

The SWAT team took him down with a tranquilizer.

"Oh s**t, why did he just yell at the SWAT team our location? In the elevator, we go. Hurry up. I've still got a gun and soon, a needle full of GUILT." He ordered

They all got into the elevator, they were shaking. Allie finally cracked under the pressure, she sat down in the corner of the elevator, lights still off. She felt someone put his or her hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry Allie, we'll be just fine. Stay strong." Derek assured her. Allie choked back the tears and tried her best to stay strong. It was just too hard.

"It's okay, you've been through really bad situations. Why break down now? Same s**t, different day.*" Patrick said

"I know, it's just so hard." Allie sobbed, falling into Patrick's arms.

"Don't worry, I guarantee we will be just fine. Just go to your happy place."

Allie whispered back, "I am in my happy place, in your arms."

* I was listening to that song, and it gave me an idea. Music fixes writer's block pretty well. xDDD

 
that last line made me smile.

I'm such a dork x3

"Where are we going?" Alex said.

"Where do you think? He said.

He hit the button for the top floor.

Allie's mid raced. How would the people on the other end of the phone know where they were if nobody said it?

"Why are we going to the top floor?" Allie said. the man squinted. He held the gun to the closest person to him. Linda.

"What are you trying?" he asked slowly. Allie said nothing, and he dismissed it.

On the other line, down in the hospital p[arking lot, Brendon hled Diva close. They listened closely to their breathing on the phone. It reminded them that they were still alive.

They heard a bell on the other line. They had gone to the top floor.

 
"Oh my god. They're in the quarantine wing." Joe said, no expression in his voice.

"The what?!" The cheif of police asked.

"The quarantine wing. For GUILT patients. It's the very top floor." Joe replied

The cheif of police walked over to a member of the SWAT team, but no one could tell what he was saying.

"I need to ask you some questions about the hostages. What are their names and why were they in the hospital?"

"Alex. She's a patient there, she had GUILT. Allie, she is a doctor there, and she's our friend. Patrick, Spencer, and Jon. Our friends. House. A doctor. Derek. A surgeon. Linda. Another GUILT patient."

"So, it's all down to this. In this needle, there is a powerful disease. GUILT. And soon, you eight will harbour this illness. Let it grow."

Allie needed to stand up for them. "No! What sort of twisted logic are you trying to use on us, anyways?"

"My, my. What a young and talented goalie we've got here. The Olympic team, huh? Well those dreams will fade to black soon."

He took Allie's arm, he twisted it further than it could go.

Snap.

Allie screamed, she sat back down, tears flowing down her face. Not only was she crying from the pain, but now her Olympic dreams are at risk.

 
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