At some point, Scott had stopped listening. His mind raced as he struggled to comprehend what was happening. He vaguely remembered Rebecca saying something to him, and then Harry started talking. He couldn't see what was happening, as Chasa was blocking his vision, but it sounded like there was some sort of standoff happening. He went to reach for his radio, but before he could, Darines shouted to get down. Ducking down, he saw Chasa move to protect him. He heard a gunshot, then sirens, and when he looked up, he saw an officer run into the bar. As Chasa moved out of the way, he stood up to face the officer.


"Outside?" He said, looking out the window before turning back. He hadn't expected the gunshot, or for anyone to be outside. Looking around, he noticed that the man he thought was the perp had been shot, and was lying on the ground, dead. He pointed at him. "Well, that guy there was the perp I called about." Looking around the bar, he looked at Elise for a moment. He had a bad feeling about her, but gut feelings weren't enough to arrest someone. Looking back to the officer, he shook his head. "Nobody other than the dead guy, I'm afraid. I can interrogate our suspect back at the station for more info." Walking outside, he headed back to his car. As he got inside, he let out a deep sigh. This had been a mess, but they had someone, now. The other officers could deal with everyone, while he tried to figure out exactly what the hell had happened in that bar. Starting up his car, he pulled out of the parking lot and began the drive to the police station. After what had happened, he was more than happy to get out of there.