hands tied-Discontinued

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I've decided to do first, my alternative ending when the time comes, then I'm going to do the actual ending, because I feel weird not doing one. 

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      Gideon's POV

     Sergeant Sykes, Morgan, Reid and I made our way across the street, onto the black top, and past the fence. 

"You can see all the windows from here."  The officer noted as he put a hand to his eyes to blot out the sun. 

We found our way to a spot just in the shade, where the leaves hid any presense that was lurking in the shadows.  I looked down, and there where at least seventeen cigarettes sprinkled across the ground, almost making a circle.  That's when I got a sick feeling in my stomach.

"Someone spent a lot of time here."  I said, with my head still hung, staring at the litter. 

"Aw, Damn."  The officer muttered.  The smell of someones barbacue wafted over towards.  And the spurt of a sprinkler caught my attention. 

"Has it rained since Saturday night?"  I asked. 

"No."  He told me. 

As we digested this, I could hear the pattering of Reid's thumb on his phone in the background.  Then I heard his voice say, "Garcia we're sending you some cigarettes." 

"Speakerphone."  I told him.  Garcia's voice filled the air.

"Eh.  Send me a flesh eating virus, it'll be faster and far less painful."  Garcia retorted.  I laughed and Reid continued. 

"We need some butts sent to the lab for DNA Analysis."  Reid informed her. 

"Right away sugar, bye, bye for now!"  With that Garcia hung up. 

As we started to leave, the officer asked, "So you really believe someone in a small town is involved with this?" 

"You said it yourself an outsider would have been noticed."  I told him.  His phone began to buzz, and he flipped it open,

"Sergeant Sykes."  He answered in a tired voice.

"What."  He said, his face turning serious. 

            Danielle's POV

I can't remember how long we've been down in this hell hole.  My stomach growls, screaming for attention, trying to be heard.  I wanted to scream YES! YES! I hear you!  STOP!  That would make me look crazier.  Overwhelmed, I could feel tears pricking the corner of my eyes.  My breathing turned shallow.  I looked over to Lilith.  She sat against the wall, so that her lower back made an arch.  Her palms were face, and her eyes were squinted, not in a thinking way but a tired way.  Her legs stuck out, they were already starting to turn from their tan, muscular look, to a pale, skinny look.

Our bodies were really wearing down on us.  Iris had her arms crossed, and her face set determinedly. 

I could feel tears escape my eyes unwillingly.  I could not look weak in front of Iris.  So I wiped the tears as quickly as I could and hoped she didn't notice.  I'm guessing she did because as I risked a glance at her I could see her dark eyes set on me, her mouth set in a tight line.  I looked at her face and had enough. 

"WHAT!" I screamed at her.  "I AM SO SICK OF YOUR GLARES, AND YOUR FACES.  IT'S NOT GOING TO MAKE ME STRONGER.  IT'S NOT GOING TO CHANGE ANYTHING, SO WIPE THAT LOOK FROM YOUR FACE!"  I snapped.  I couldn't help it.  All the pain that was building and the hidden anger that I kept taking and shoving it down into the depths of my heart came spurting out. 

Her face wavered for a second, embarrassment was one of the expressions that passed on her face, until a look as if to say, What do you think you're doing?  stayed on her face.  Then she whispered harshly, "He's probably behind that wall laughing right now.  Your letting him think he's going to win!" 

I cast my eyes down, then flashed them up a second later, with a full on glare.  She's right, but also being hypocritical.  She's letting him win by killing Lilith. 

    Wyatt's POV

          I stared at the blank wall.  I was sitting there, doing nothing.  Nothing.  The cops and detectives were doing everything.  Now what do I do?  I put my head in my hands.  I got up and walked around the living room, and past the white mantel.  A picture of Lilith on the dark green rusted swings.  The sun, an orange ball of light in the back.  A picture of her and I on the beach, the water gently lapping against the sand, the sand between our toes.  A picture of Lilith as a princess on halloween, her smile flashing brillantly.  Her hat, light pink, long and pointy.  Her pink dress scuffing on the ground, hiding her pink slippers.  I briefly remember her saying 'Mommy I want big girl make up!' And my mom plastered on some red lipstick.  I stopped at the last one.  A picture of Lilith as a baby, with me cradling her.  Her hair was just a little longer than peach fuzz, she had on a little sailors outfit, with a big white bow on her head.  Our cheeks were touching and that was when I had freckles thrown over my nose.  I was in my dinosaur P.'J's and I've never been happier. 

In a yell, I punched the wall above the picture.  Pieces of debri splattered the ground, dust covered my arm.  I collasped on the couch, images of Lilith passing by, my only family.  

I don't like this. 

But I wanted to update, there'll be more coming soon, I'll try to take so long next time! 

There'll be more from Lilith, Iris and Danielle, this will be ending in a few more chapters.

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