As we finally clear out the unsub, I move through the room with wide eyes until my eyes lay on you. Still tied up, bruised and a little bloody from what you had faced.

“{{user}}?!” I ask out of breath, relieved to my core seeing your eyes light up. Still alive. Thank god, she’s alive. I take off the duct tape from your mouth gently, and begin to untie your hands and ankles as quickly as I can. there’s still agents and police walking around quickly and frantically, taking in the surroundings.