"I'm about ready to sedate him!" Hongjoong shouted as he paced back and forth.

Yunho flinched at his angry tone and moved a little closer Yeosang, who was staring at Hongjoong with wide eyes.

The hacker had never seen Hongjoong this upset, and honestly it scared him a little bit. He watched as Hongjoong rubbed his eyebrow hard enough that he was expecting the hairs to start falling to the ground.

And then there was Yunho, standing casually sipping his coffee. If he was this calm, though, then Hongjoong must not be that serious about sedating Wooyoung. Plus he had already told the officers to stand down.

Yeosang popped his sucker back in his mouth and sat down in front of his computers again.

His eyes flicked expertly between all the monitors, waiting for them to finish downloading everything he needed.

The sooner he could get his system up and running, the sooner he could be an asset to Wooyoung and Seonghwa with his drones. If they had a couple of extra eyes in the sky then that could make all the difference.

Plus he had a few surprises up his sleeve.

His fingers flew across the keyboard as he pushed the candy in his mouth into his cheek and leaned forward. "Drones being deployed now."

Hongjoong stopped pacing and came to stand behind him. Both he and Yunho stared at the screens, impressed looks on their faces as three of the screens showed the camera view from the three drones now flying to the building in question.

One flew over the roof and gave them a few of where Seonghwa was set up with his sniper rifle. It was trained on the building across the street. If they didn't know any better, he would easily pass for a statue.

"Scanning building..." Yeosang muttered as he programmed all three machines to fly in circles.

On a fourth screen, a digital scan started to appear of the four story building.

"Wow. I didn't know we could do this." Yunho said, leaning forward.

Yeosang just nodded, keeping his eyes flicking between all the information in front of him. "Once this scan is complete, I should be able to pick up everyone who is inside that building. Then we can relay it to Wooyoung and give him their position."

"Good." Hongjoong said, nodding once before leaning on the desk.

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Wooyoung's heart raced as he crept down the alleyway. He knew this area well, so he knew right where the door was that would lead him to the back entrance of the store.

He was completely silent as he kept low to the ground and crossed one foot over the other.

There were five men inside, and he was willing to bet that there would be one more standing by the back door keeping watch.

If they were demanding that kind of money for a politician's son they would be taking precautions.

And he was right.

Once the back door was in sight, he saw a thug leaning against the wall with his gun resting against a box in front of him.

He looked bored. That was good.

Wooyoung smirked as he picked up a rock and threw it at the far end of the alley.

The man straightened up and grabbed his gun, pointing it in the direction of the sound as he started to walk forward.

Wooyoung darted from cover to cover, always staying in a crouch as he made his way closer. This was his favorite part. It was like a game of 'let's see how close you can get without being discovered'.

It was a game that he always won.

When Wooyoung was completely behind the thug, he pulled out a longer knife from his belt and prepared himself.

Then he ran forward and jumped, still completely silent, onto the man's back and plunged the dagger into his throat before he could even react.

They both dropped to the ground and Wooyoung caught the body and gun before they made and noise and gently laid them down.

Walking to the back door, he pressed his ear against it and scratched his nails over the metal surface several times.

Silence answered him so he pushed it open carefully and just wide enough for him to slip inside before closing it again.

He was inside the storage room for all of the dry goods so he had plenty of cover if needed.

"Seonghwa," He whispered into his bracelet.

"I hear you. Where are you?" The older answered with a harsh tone.

"In the back storage room. How are we looking?"

"The same."

"Wooyoung, Yeosang has drones scanning the building, hang tight and we can tell you how many men are inside." Hongjoong said.

"No can do, Chief. Those hostages don't have much longer." Wooyoung started to move forward, his head swiveling back and forth as he scanned the isles.

"Don't be a fool, Wooyoung!" Hongjoong snapped.

He was in so much trouble, but at this moment all he could think about was rescuing the hostages. So he didn't answer and kept moving forward until he found another, larger door.

Pulling out another knife, he pulled this door open and slipped into the hallway that was behind the freezers. A few of the back panels were clear, so he was able to get a view of the inside of the store.

Still five men.

And he could see every hostage shivering as they tried to pull their hands free from their ropes.

One of the men walked up to the senator's son and yelled something at him before slamming the end of his gun against the side of his head, making it snap to the side.

Wooyoung flinched at the action and vowed he would be the first to die. He could take out these back two easily. It would be the three up front that could pose and issue once they discovered he was there.

But he had to do something. He wouldn't abandon these people. They needed him like he had needed someone in the past. And he got no one.

Once he found the door that would take him into the store, Wooyoung pulled out two more knives. He placed one between his teeth and held one in each hand. Then he turned the handle and sent up a thank you prayer that the door was oiled so it opened soundlessly.

"Wooyoung stop!" Yeosang's voice cut through his mental preparation to proceed. "There are several men above you too, I think this is a trap."

His eyes widened and he backed up a few paces and hid next to the generator that kept the freezers running. "What?" He hissed into his bracelet.

"There are five men in the main floor, but I count... seven on the floor above."

"I see them too now that you say that." Seonghwa said. "I'm sorry Hongjoong, I should have caught that."

"It's ok, none of us knew. Wooyoung, I want you to fall back. Now." Hongjoong commanded.

Wooyoung shook his head. "I can't do that. They need me. Seonghwa are you ready?"

"Wooyoung that was an order! I will sedate you!"

His heart pounded in his chest at the thought of going through that again. "They need me. Please, I can't abandon them." Wooyoung pleaded, wincing as his voice cracked.

A string of colorful curse words exited Hongjoong's mouth, and it sounded like Seonghwa might have thrown a couple in there as well.

He couldn't wait for them to decide. So Wooyoung moved back forward and slipped through the open door.

The two men had their backs turned, so he was able to creep up to the first hostage. It was an older woman who looked at him with wide eyes and looked like she was about to scream, but Wooyoung covered her mouth, nimbly moving his knife out of the way, and placed a finger over where his lips were behind his mask.

Then he slowly moved and slit the ropes binding her hands and pointed at the door behind him.

She replaced his hand with hers as she crawled across the floor and out the door.

The other hostages had taken notice of him by now and all shifted to give him easier access to their ropes.

Things were going smoothly. Soon all that was left was the politician's son. And he looked dazed still.

Wooyoung tapped his shoulder, holding a finger to his lips again. The boy looked at him and blinked several times before his head rolled to the side.

He was going to make things more difficult...

Wooyoung freed his hands as well and tried to motion for him to move.

The boy groaned.

Wooyoung froze.

The two men spun around and were about to announce his presence, but they dropped to the ground immediately with knives sticking out of their chests.

The damage was done, though.

Their guns clattered against the ground, alerting the three at the front of the store. "Someone's here!" One called out.

Wooyoung heart movement above him as he grabbed the boy's arms and started to drag him across the floor.

"There! He's got the boy!" One man aimed his gun at Wooyoung.

He pulled out the knife from between his teeth and was about to throw it when the man dropped to the ground at the same time the glass from a window at the front shattered. Blood pooled beside the gun hole in his head.

Two more shots were fired and two more thumps were heard.

"Wooyoung get your ass out of there now!" Seonghwa growled.

"They are coming down the stairs, you're going to have to hide." Yeosang cut in.

Wooyoung grabbed the senator's son again and dragged him over to the generator, shoving him in the corner. The boy groaned again and reached up to rub his head.

"Shut up." Wooyoung hissed, covering him with his body and pressing a hand to his mouth.

Several sets of footsteps echoed behind him and Wooyoung tilted his head slightly so he could watch from the corner of his eye.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest at the same pace as the boy beneath him.

"They're dead! What the fuck happened here?" Someone shouted.

"Do you want me to take them out?" Seonghwa asked.

"No. Hold your ground. They have probably called for backup. Only engage if they discover Wooyoung." Hongjoong said. He sounded tense.

Wooyoung gritted his teeth and prayed that the other hostages had been smart enough to leave the building.

"What are we going to do? Boss isn't going to like this. We needed that money."

"How did this happen?"

"Dodge is dead! They came through the back door."

"But the police are still out front."

"Find them! They have to still be here!"

The men could be heard scurrying around behind him.

"Stay put Wooyoung." Yeosang muttered in his ear. "There's one standing right by you."

"Seonghwa, can you fire off a shot to try and draw their attention? Wooyoung we have a car waiting to pick you up." Hongjoong asked.

He was answered with windows shattering at another part of the building.

Wooyoung held his breath as he listened to the men run in the direction of the sound.

"Go. Now." Yeosang ordered.

Wooyoung stooped and lifted the boy over his shoulders. It was incredibly awkward seeing as he was taller, but he was in no condition to walk and dragging him wasn't going to work.

He quickly ducked into the storage room, listening for Yeosang to tell him to stop, but it never came.

They were back outside in a matter of minutes and running back down the alley. Wooyoung could feel his muscles trembling in his legs as he struggled to make it to the car that was parked at the end.

Then they gave out and he collapsed underneath the limp body on his shoulders. He cried out in pain as his ankle twisted, but he scrunched his eyes shut and pushed through it as he pushed the boy off him and grabbed him under his arms to drag him.

"Wooyoung hurry!" Yeosang called.

He looked up to see one of the drones hovering several feet above his head. Then the back door slammed open and one of the men glanced at him.

Wooyoung pulled out one of his knives and threw it with a quick flick of his wrist, but the man dodged it and raised his gun.

"Stop right there."

Hissing in pain as he put pressure on his foot, Wooyoung slowly lowered the boy to the ground and raised his hands.

"Seonghwa, you need to get there now." Hongjoong ordered.

Wooyoung wanted to tell them to stay back, but he couldn't speak with the man staring at him. He took a deep breath to calm his racing heart as he eyed the obstacles in the alley.

"Keep your hands up and back away slowly." The man growled, taking a step forward.

"Do as he says." Yeosang whispered.

"Hang on, I'm almost in position." Seonghwa added.

Wooyoung bit the inside of his lower lip. There was no way he'd make it in time. He watched as the man lowered one hand to grab a radio at his hip.

He took that moment to roll to the side, slipping one of the knives out of his boot and throwing it over his shoulder.

"Son of a bitch." The man yelled and Wooyoung heard him running forward.

Waiting for the perfect moment, Wooyoung stuck out a leg and made him trip, sending him face first into the concrete ground. Then he leapt onto the man's back and drove his last knife down into the man's heart, panting heavily.

Once he was sure the man was dead, Wooyoung returned to the unconscious boy and dragged him to the car.

The sped away to a meeting point to pick up Seonghwa and drove in silence back to the precinct.

He could feel Seonghwa's eyes on him, but he focused on looking out the window as he held the boy in his lap. He was still out cold and his lips were still slightly blue from his time by the freezers. But he looked like he would be ok.

Medics met them at the front door and took the senator's son from him.

Wooyoung ignored their offer to check him out and limped past them. All he wanted to do was go lay down and recover from the night's events, but he knew that wasn't going to happen.

As they entered their wing of the jail, Seonghwa finally took action. He gripped Wooyoung's collar and ripped his own mask off. He grey eyes made Wooyoung flinch and look down immediately. "What the fuck was that, Wooyoung? You could have been killed!"

"But I wasn't. So what's the big deal?" He muttered, trying to push Seonghwa away from him.

That look... It made him feel so weak. His knees started to shake and he closed his eyes.

"Look at me." Seonghwa ordered, gripping his collar tighter and lifting him up so he was balancing on his toes.

Wooyoung followed the order and trembled with fear.

"Why did you do that?" The older growled.

"I couldn't leave them..." Wooyoung whimpered. "P-Please... Please let me go." He flinched inwardly at how pathetic he sounded.

The others started to gather in the hall as Yunho, Yeosang, and Hongjoong came running down the hall.

Seonghwa did as he asked and Wooyoung hissed in pain before putting all his weight on his left leg.

"Wooyoung!" Hongjoong cried out when he saw that the younger was injured. "Why didn't you have the medic look at you?"

"I'm fine. It's just a twisted ankle." He said, looking at the ground again. Here it comes...

"Then what the hell were you thinking? I gave you and order to stay put!" The older snapped.

Wooyoung flinched and kept his eyes on the ground. "I couldn't leave them. They needed help. They were going to freeze."

"We had people there to handle it."

"I couldn't leave them ok?" Wooyoung finally looked up and glared at the police chief.

Hongjoong's chest rose as his face turned red. "And why not? What was so important that you went against MY orders to save some hostages that we were going to rescue?"

"Because I was one of them! And I had no one!" Wooyoung shouted, clenching his fists in anger.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Yunho cover his mouth and San shuffle to stand behind the taller. Yeosang also lifted his hand and placed it on his chest.

Hongjoong's mouth fell open a little and he took a step back.

Wooyoung took that as his chance to go to his room, not wanting to explain, but the second he tried to walk, his leg gave out.

He threw his arms out, preparing to collide with the floor, but Seonghwa swooped in and caught him before he did. The older twisted him and carried him to his room while the others watched in a stunned silence.

Wooyoung glanced up at the older and saw a confused look in his eyes, then looked down again before closing his own eyes and leaning his head against Seonghwa's shoulders, enjoying the slight swaying motion as he walked.