"Thank God you're here," Joaquin and Bernardo said in unison. Both of them ignored the six men behind him and started talking at once.

"Hold up. I can't understand you. Bernardo, you go first."

"Salazar shot Molina and one of his men," Bernardo said excitedly. "It worked perfectly. "We're down to seven of those bastards."

"Salazar is the worst," Joaquin said. "But Juan and his cousin called. They can hear the men who killed their fathers."

"Tell them to stay off the goddamn phone! Those men will hear them, find them, and kill them." David thought his head would explode.

"I did." Joaquin looked sick. Those boys were going to end up dead unless Riggs and Harrison could get to them.

"Have you called Riggs and Harrison?"

"They're not answering," Joaquin explained.

"Good for them. They're maintaining radio or cell phone silence. Maybe that means they're close." Please, God, say they're close.

A throat cleared behind him.

"Shit. I'm sorry." He turned. "This is Lieutenant Gray Tyler, of the SEAL team Black Dawn. These are his men. This is my team. Joaquin Morales, the Lieutenant Governor Bernardo Lopez and the woman who runs everything, Carmen..." Fuck, he didn't know her last name.

"I'm Carmen Garcia." She gave David a dirty look. "He might not know my last name, but he was smart enough to have me get the blueprints for the hospital. You do speak Spanish don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am." Four of the six men answered. Shit, another thing David hadn't thought to ask. He needed sleep. He rubbed his shoulder; it was hurting like a son of a bitch. Shut up Sloane, you can bitch and whine in the next life.

"Ma'am, did Captain Sloane also tell you we would need a map of the city?" Gray asked.

"Of course, he did," she snapped. "I have that as well."

Dammit, he had not thought to ask for a map of the city, only the blueprints of the hospital. But Carmen had him covered. He was going to end up owing her his first born.

They went over to the large counter used by the postal workers and laid out the map of the city. The streets around the hospital, the annex building, and the bell tower were of most interest. Then there were the hospital blueprints.

"The hospital has power, it has generators," David explained.

"Do they have key card entries to doors?" Aiden asked.

"Yes," Carmen answered. "We've collected the ones that have all access."

"Great," Gray said.

"You're using your police force to keep the reporters out of the hospital?" Gray asked.

"The full use of our police force has been securing the perimeter," Bernardo confirmed.

"You did the right thing," Gray said.

"It was David's idea," Bernardo said proudly.

"When did Salazar's men take out Molina's?" Gray asked.

Bernardo looked at his watch. "Twenty-two minutes ago."

"Let's saddle up boys," Gray said looking at his team.

David was with Gray at the Post Office coordinating things, while Dalton, Dex Aiden, and Jack had made their way in through a causeway connecting the hospital basement and the morgue.

Griff was in the bell tower and had three of the doctors spotted on the third floor, with one of the prisoners. The doctors were tied up against the wall of an office.

Dex texted that he had one aid worker, and two tangos accounted for.

A text came into Gray from Jack. It said that he needed a "Go" and "Fast, or we're going to lose a hostage."

"Shit," Gray said. "Jack has a problem. And I still haven't heard from Aiden." David watched as Gray texted Jack that they needed two minutes. Then Gray turned on Jack's microphone so he could hear what was going on.

"Just walk up and put a gun to her head, you dumb ass," a man yelled in Spanish.

God, they had to be talking about Carys.

Why would they want to shoot her, she was their ticket to freedom?

"I wouldn't do that." A voice said over the radio.

Shit. Was that Jack talking? David looked over at Gray who nodded.

"Drop your weapons or I'll kill you all."

Gray and David looked at one another. What in the hell was Jack doing?

"Don't do it. There are three of you and just one of him!" The same man was now screaming.

"Don't forget her. She seems to be on my side, and she has your leader by the balls." They heard a woman's laugh.

What the fuck was going on? This was bad.

"Shoot him!" The man screamed again.

"I'm supposed to take you in and return you to the warden," Jack said. "Otherwise, you'd be dead. Now drop your weapons." Jack's calm voice was impressive. It probably scared the hell out of the men in the room. Hopefully, it gave Carys hope.

"Shoot him!" The man was screaming like a mad man.

They heard a shot from a distance. It didn't sound like it came from Jack or anyone in that room.

Then they heard a lot of loud shots, that did sound like they came from Jack. High-pitched male screams were coming through the microphone.

"Dr. Adams are you all right? Carys?" Jack asked the doctor.

Please make her answer. Please say she was all right, David prayed.

"I killed him. Did I kill him? I didn't mean to." She sounded so sad. So scared. But she was alive. Thank God, Carys was alive!

"Aiden! You done?" Jack yelled.

"Affirmative, all tangos down." Aiden's voice could be heard over the radio.

"Get to the basement. Dr. Adams is injured."

"Roger."

David and Gray took off at a dead run. Please don't let it be a bad injury, Sarah would be inconsolable if Carys died.

By the time they got there, Aiden was beside Dr. Carys Adams. She had a shallow cut on her chest, that, thank the good Lord, was not going to need stitches.

"Report," Gray said to Jack.

David looked around the small room in the basement. Three men had been killed by shots obviously fired by Jack. There was a man whose pants were around his ankles with his genitals sliced. Well, that required a little more explanation.

"When I got here, Dr. Adams had a knife to that fucker's balls," Jack pointed at the half-naked dead man.

"How'd she get the knife?" Gray asked.

"You'll have to ask her. I'm just impressed she managed to get it and use it." Jack grinned.

"Yeah, I can get behind that," Gray said.

"Me too," David said.

"Anyway, dickless was yelling at his men to shoot her. But they were all afraid to because they thought they might shoot him by mistake."

"Are you shitting me?" Gray asked.

"Nope. That's the point I showed up."

"Are you sure she's okay?" Gray asked.

Jack grinned again. "Aiden beat off all of her fellow doctors to take care of her. She's going to be fine."

"Where are they going to take her?" Gray asked David.

"Probably to the hotel. We made that into the hospital. Then we'll transfer everybody back to the hospital tomorrow."

As soon as he had seen that Carys was all right, her blonde hair had reminded him of Sarah. Where was she? Was she all right? Was she tired? When could he see her again? This wasn't the time. He needed to focus on other things. Now that this was done he needed to talk to Joaquin and find out what happened to Juan and his cousin.

"I want to thank you for everything, Gray." David held out his hand.

"I don't suppose you have time for that drink," Gray said.

"Not for a long while," David said. Looking at both Gray and Jack Preston, he said, "I can't thank you enough for everything you did here today."

"David, it is amazing what you have accomplished here." David looked at Gray in shock. That was high praise coming from a man in charge of SEAL team.

"Thanks."

"I don't know if I'm going to be able to swing this, but I'm going to talk to my command and see if we can stay and help out until things settle down."

David saw Jack nod in agreement.

"After all, we can't let the Army outdo the Navy." David laughed, and it felt good.

"You do realize you'll have to report to Carmen."

"I've had worse commanders."

David felt his gut unclench for the first time in days. Now it was time to find Sarah.