Hi all I thought I would get started on this story. My Dad is uploading video's on You Tube he made, so I can't get on the Internet. LOL xD So I thought I would get started on this. Tell me what you think. :0)

It was lunch time at the CBI headquarters, everyone was heading out, in the hustle and bustle of the rush hour.

Grace and Rigbsy were now back at the office, along with Cho, who had gone out with his girlfriend.

Now it was Patrick and Teresa's turn to head out.

"So what are you in the mood for?" Asked Teresa, on their way out, not really caring what he picked, she was starved.

"Whatever you want is fine with me dear."

"Okay, we'll go to McDonald's, and head back to the office and eat."

"Sounds like a great plan." He said, while smiling at her.

They weren't driving very long when pulled up to the drive threw, and she made their order, two big macks, fries, and sprite.

They were driving away sipping on their drinks, and watching that traffic go by.

"Teresa, that food is smelling so good.

"I know, good thing Rigsby didn't come, we wouldn't have any to eat."

They both laughed as she noticed something she hadn't noticed before, there was a car behind them. Teresa passed lanes, but the car followed.

"Hey, check out that car."

Patrick looked at the mirror, and saw the same thing she did, it looked like they were being followed.

"Were being followed Patrick."

"Maybe not, maybe he is just trying to get from point A to point B just like the rest of us."

"Patrick, call Cho, tell him what's going on, give the description of the car to him."

"Okay, but I think he is just driving along too."

Teresa drove on a different road, trying to avoid the traffic, and whoever this person was, that was a mistake.

Patrick was about to call Cho, when the car in back of them sped up and slammed in them, full blast.

He effectively knocked the phone out of Patrick's hand, and sent Teresa trying to gain control of the SUV.

"HANG ON!" She screamed at him.

"YOU TOO!"

He was trying to get a good look at the guy slamming his car into theirs, he noticed the guy was smiling, a sick twisted smile. Patrick felt protective all of a sudden.

Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion, he stretched his left arm out, trying to reach Teresa's left shoulder, so he could hold her back, he was surprised she didn't try to tell him to move, their breathing was erratic, their bodies being tossed around like rag dolls, bouncing and hitting the SUV.

"Teresa, I think this guy knows us."

"Huh, how?"

The SUV was swirling all over the road, Teresa trying desperately to control the motions, trying to not get flipped over.

Suddenly the man behind them hit them harder, and despite Patrick having his arm across her, the jerking sent Teresa's head on the steering wheel, knocking her out, as the SUV flipped and went over a deep ditch. Patrick tried to hold on to her, and protect her the best he could, but it didn't seem to be working.

The mental twisted, his heart pounded, he was shaking violently, trying to control his body, but nothing seemed to work.

They finally stopped flipping around, when he hit his head against the window, breaking it.

He winced at the pain, but didn't care about himself, he needed to know she was okay.

He moved his left arm, then he gently swiped Teresa's hair in back of her ear. He was so scared.

"Teresa, Teresa wake up, come on, wake up."

Patrick's leg hurt badly, he undid his seat belt so he could get closer to her, and noticed he was bleeding from his shoulder, it felt broken. His leg he couldn't move, and when colliding with a tree, it had been caught between the mental, it felt numb, it was also bleeding badly.

He undid Teresa's seat belt, and tried to wake her, but she was unconscious, and her head was bleeding.

"Teresa, please, come on , talk to me honey."

He felt so hopeless, he couldn't move, his leg, and his shoulder was throbbing, his pant leg was cut, so he could see how bad it was, it was already starting to bruise, and he felt so sick, and dizzy.

He shook his head, that was a mistake, he knew he probably had a concussion too, he ran his fingers through his hair with his right arm, he winced, but he noticed his head was wet, when he looked at his hand he could see that his was bleeding too.

He wiggled and grimaced until he was closer to Teresa, with only his left hand, he gently moved her to set back in the seat. This wasn't looking good.

He checked her heartbeat it was slow, so was her breathing, she was completely unresponsive. Her light pink t-shirt had blood on it, dripping from her head.

He had to somehow get her out of there, or she would die.

Okay there is chapter 1...Please read and review, tell me what you think. This idea came about a week ago. :0)

Crystal*hugs*:0)