Stella Bonasera

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This pain in his chest. This pain has accompanied him since he’s looked in Reed’s eyes. His dead eyes. Dead because of his bullet. He has to stop this pain atau it will kill him! He sat on his dipan, sofa and starred at the dinding on the other side. It will kill him! It will kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Like the bullet in Reed’s chest killed Reed. Kill him. Kill him. He stood up and walked around. Like a tiger in his cage. And the pain. The pain will kill him. Reed’s eyes. Lifeless. Dead. He’s killed him. All his fault. His fault. It will kill him. Suddenly all he wanted to do was...

No comments. This is just Part two :D.

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“Mac! Bad news!”
Mac turned to see who asks for him. Don came closer.
“We think… Err… We think Sean has Reed.”
Mac’s brain got empty. Reed. Reed. Reed is kidnapped.
“But… Err… We think we know where they are…”
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“NYPD! Sean Wilson! Come out!”
They divided up. Everyone took one room. Mac and Stella went slowly forward. Opening the door they saw Sean, no correction Reed.
“Put that gun down!”, Mac yelled but Sean/Reed didn’t move.
Reed’s head was empty of fear. What should he do? They would never recognize who...

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Warning: If anda want to read a nice ff.If anda want to smile while membaca it. If anda don't want a few tears(in the ff and maybe in your eyes, too? Who knows...;]) anda shouldn't read this ff. Because it's sad and maybe a little bit scaring, too. So think about membaca this very well. And now if anda decided to read 'Problems' enjoy :)
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„Hey Reed... What’s up? Ohh you’re shaking… Are anda cold? Do anda want a sheet? No?” Sean grinned malicious while asking.
Reed didn’t answer. How could he?! He had tape over his mouth.
“Oh… I understand! You’re afraid? Poor, poor Reed…...