Murdock's POV

"Murdock...they told us you could still hear us..."

That was Hannibal. I'd know his raspy voice anywhere. I knew that they were in here, but they had just been so quiet...as if they were the ones dying instead of me.

Yeah, I know I'm dying.

Yeah, I know I should be devestated.

I may not be devestated, but I'm sure scared as hell. I am trying as hard as I can to open my eyes, to tell my team I was going to be alright.

"You're uh...you're pretty crazy, Murdock." I knew it wasn't much, but coming from B.A., that meant a lot.

There was a silent pause. Where was Face? Did he leave? Face wouldn't do that...

"Wake up, Murdock."

I wanted to assure him that I would, that I'm seriously trying as hard as I can. El Diablo, I was shot in the stomache, not the head. I should be able to do something!

Come ON Murdock!

They need me!

This isn't fair. Why am I still thinking? It only makes this slow death more painful that it already is, and I'd had enough pain. I'm tired of being like this, tired of sitting here, unable to do ANYTHING, while my best friends stand above me weeping unable to do anything.

I just want to let them know I'm still here, and I'm still listening.

COME ON!

"It's time to let go, James." A voice rings in my ears. A white face suddenly pops up in my darkness. It's smirking and I know this is most likely an illusion.

"What are you saying?" I asked it in my mind.

"You're barely hanging on. And the only reason you haven't fallen yet is because you're just not letting yourself." He tells me.

Well duh! "Maybe I don't wanna go."

He laughs, and it's not the 'Haha that's-so-funny" kinda of laugh, it's the "Haha, your-life-is-over" laugh. "Just let go. You'll be happier than if you remain here. You'll never be able to get back up."

"Who are you?"

"You should know. I am from your own head, you idiot." He growled. "It's just been a while. Remember that day in the VA? I tried to help you."

I just suddenly got angry, like switching on a light. "Just leave me alone. I can do this."

"You never will."

"They need me."

"They can replace you. It's ovbious Face was trying to get you killed last night. If he really cared, you would have been flying and not the target of everyone's fire power." He shrugged his invisble shoulders and frowns. "And why didn't he bring you down with him when he was ducking from the helicopter that shot you?"

I was just at loss for words and knew if I didn't die, I'd definetly be worse in the head than I already am.

This guy will tear my apart!

I had to do something...

"Hannibal!" Face yelled suddenly, and I felt someone pushing me down onto the bed. I opened my eyes and saw the bright lights above me and that guy was standing in the corner of the room, still smirking and daring me to go. Hannibal and Face were trying to keep me on the bed as B.A. hurried out of the room to get the doctor.

I had to get this guy.

They couldn't stop me as I sprung form the bed and lunged for the guy only I could see.

Face's POV

I couldn't believe it when Murdock shot up in the bed. I shouted out to Hannibal and we grabbed Murdock to keep him on the bed. Hannibal signaled for B.A. to go get the Doctor and once he was out of the room, Murdock thrashed out again.

I was confused; Murdock was never violent. Never.

But when he lashed out, I had noticed his eyes were just locked on the corner of the room. They were wild and honestly, a little frightful.

Hannibal met my eyes and I saw that we were both fearing the same thing: Was it too late? Has he really slipped into the world of crazies?

While in our slight moment of distraction, Murdock broke free of us. I tried to grab his jacket before he got outof arms reach, but he just lunged into the corner, pummeling something undernearth him.

Then he just flipped over and stared wide-eyed at whatever was above him. Hannibal grabbed my arm when I moved towards him. I didn't fight him off, I knew this was serious. Was he trying to catch Billy or something?

He cringed and fell back against the flooring. Grabbing his head, he shouted, "GET OUTTA MY HEAD!"

I gasped slightly and turned wide-eyed to Hannibal. He had his eyes closed, shaking his head.

B.A. then chose this moment to bring a Doctor into the room. It was a different one, not that quack who wouldn't answer any of our questions.

He took one look at Murdock and stuck his arm out the door to signal over a nurse.

It was right when the nurse came into the room that Murdock just went on this wild-man rampage. He began yelling out and threw himself into a wall. We watched in shock, and kind of frightened, as he started to slam his head into the wall. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

B.A. was the first to step closer and he went right up to Murdock. The poor guy was barely aware when B.A. sharply pulled his arms behind his back and swung him around to face us.

Was he really seeing us? Or could he only see this figure that was apparently haunting him in his strange mind? No one would really know.

"What is the matter with you?" B.A. demanded a little too harshly.

Much to my quick relief, Murdock actually answered. Which meant he was fully aware that we were in here. "HE WON'T LEAVE MY HEAD! GET HIM OUT!"

"Murdock! You crazy ass fool! there's no one-"

"B.A.!" Hannibal hissed, giving B.A. that 'I'm in charge' look. We both knew that Murdock was seriously in agony and was really seeing someone. Someone bad.

"Murdock, who is this person that is in your head?" Hannibal was asking, his voice soft.

Instead of answering, Murdock caught B.A. off guard, bringing his elbow back pretty hard into B.A.'s gut. B.A. gasped and tried to regain his grip on Murdock, but he was already halfway out the door.

'I'm calling Security!" The nurse sprinted out into the hall and the Doctor looked over at us with a look of pity.

"Is he really...too far gone now?" I asked no one in particular.

The Doctor sucked in some air and Hannibal sighed, turning to me. "I'm afraid-"

I didn't hear his next words, for a really loud scream errupted from somewhere in the ER. Without hesitating, the three of us where pushing past the Doctor and B.A. pointed down the hall to the left.

A hoard of Police Officers blew past us and we knew we'd be in trouble if they really caught Murdock.

Hannibal immediatly went after them with us on his heels.

We rounded the corner and stopped dead. Murdock was on the ground, kicking and throwing his arms around wildly. The officers were in a circle around him, four where each trying to keep his limps from really hurting anybody.

We could hear Murdock crying out and he was protesting loudly.

"No! NO! He's gone! I'm fine! He's gone! LET ME GO!"

One officer got a little too close and got belted in the nose by Murdock's shoe. Growling in pain, the Officer found an opening and let Murdock have a good kick right in the mouth.

He wailed and the sound just about made my heart explode. They were hurting him. They just didn't understand! He wasn't violent, he was mentally unstable and it just wasn't his fault!

"We need to do something!" I urged Hannibal, seeing his blank expression.

He shook his head. "We can't show ourselves like this. Murdock won't be the only one going away.' I wanted to scream at him, but I could clearly see in his eyes that he was planning something. I knew that look only too well.

Murdock was completely unaware when a Officer came around behind him with a small device in his hand. I squinted, trying to see it better, and he shoved it into Murdock's shoulder.

Oh shit! A taser!

Murdocks body was sent into rapid shivers that rolled roughly through his body. Once they pulled the taser back, he slumped forwards and my legs went numb. I stumbled forward and B.A. grabbed my arms to keep me from moving any more.

They yanked Murdock to his feet, his head lolling slightly onto his shoulder. His shaggy hair was a wild mess and his eyes met us. That must have woken him a little more and he righted his head, staring wide-eyed at us.

The officer beside him grabbed his hair and roughly turned Murdock's head to face him. "Well?"

"Well what?" Murdock choked out, wincing as his hair was tugged painfully.

"You didn't hear me?" The officer pulled his head down so Murdock was looking up at the ceiling. That look on his face...I had to do something.

"You're going to be locked up far, far away you crazy lunatic." The officer said with a sneer that really made me only want to attack him more.

They began to cart Murdock off when someone grabbed me from behind. I jerked and saw Hannibal and B.A. being grabbed up to.

Someone came running over, holding his cap on his head and doubling over when he was in front of the man holding Murdock. When he had finally regained his breath, he handed out a document.

"The Chief wants these four men put together in the Armored Van."

The officer snatched the paper and merely glanced at it. "You're kidding?"

"Nope. And she's the Chief, best not argue with her."

Me and B.A. traded confused looks as we all were cuffed and soon we were all being ushered out into the Armored Van. Once they had slammed the doors, Murdock wimpered.

"Hey. Glad you're alright." I told him, trying to smile.

He looked up at me with huge eyes. "I'm glad he left my head."

I was about to ask, but the look Hannibal shot me shut me up and I nudged Murdock comfortingly with my shoulder.

"Where the hell are we going now?" B.A. grumbled, looking ready to beat this van to peices.

The van must have stopped in some alley and the window into the cab suddenly slid open and a woman wearing huge sunglasses and a Police hat appeared. "We're getting out of the country. Gotta get you boys to safety again." She smirked, lowering her sunglasses along the bridge of her nose.

Oh my God.

"Chrisa! How in the world...?"

She held up a picture of some woman in a police uniform who really resembled Sosa. "Me and the Chief really look alike, don't we?"

I started laughing, and it felt good. Hannibal stood up, crouching under the roof of the van, and turned to grad the key Sosa held through the window. While he unlocked everyone of their cuffs, I just kept laughing.

Once Hannibal had sat back down, I took in a calming breath and grinned at everyone.

Murdock looked at each of us for a few seconds each before breaking out into that smile that we were all missing and Hannibal lit his cigar.

"Ahh, I love it.."

B.A. half smiled. "When a plan..."

"Comes together!" Me and Murdock finished, and the van was moving again.