Man, I need to stop having Flashpoint dreams, but that's what happens when u are going through FPWS (Flashpoint Withdrawal Syndrome) especially after ONE OF THE BEST SEASON FINALES I HAVE *EVER* SEEN EVER! –Gives a HUGE hand to Mark Ellis- So, I had another Flashpoint related dream that my mind has warped into an action packed fan fic. =3 Hope you enjoy.

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"There was never a good war, or a bad peace."-Benjamin Franklin

It was a bright and sunny summer day in Toronto, and it was also blisteringly hot, Team One of the SRU was getting ready for a week off, it had been a quiet week, no huge stand offs, only the occasional swatter call.

They got into their uniforms in the locker room.

"Look who's all ready to go and have a few drinks with their buddy." Ed quipped at Sam as he got into the uniform.

Sam's friend from the military, Keith, was in town between tours and had invited Sam for a few beers before he went on another tour.

"Yeah, and look who's excited to go with their teenage son to Disney Land," Sam retorted.

"It's not Disney Land, its Wonderland, there's a huge difference," Ed retorted.

"It's still an amusement park," Lou said, laughing.

"There's a new thrill ride, Back Lot Stunt Coaster, it features stuff from The Italian Job," Ed tried to defend himself.

"Italian Job?!" Spike looked up in surprise and amusement, "Ooh ooh!! EDDY CAN I COME! PLEASE!!?" He pleaded to the general merriment of the guys except Ed.

"Spike, if you come, you're on the kiddy rides," Ed ordered.

Their banter continued as they walked out of the locker rooms and into the briefing room, Jules joined in with the conversation, she was visiting her dad in Medicine Hat the next day.

"Alright everyone," Greg said ending the banter, "it's been a quiet day thus far, so let's just hang out at the station, and work out. In a few hours, we'll all be at home."

Everyone went off to the gym to work out, Spike was still bugging Ed about wanting to go to the amusement park, and Ed was still refusing, vehemently.

Little did they know that their shift was about to awaken with a huge bang.

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Jordan Ramirez and Hank Lowell loaded their M16s in a cargo truck filled with explosives, guns, and heavily armed and armored personnel. The rode with at least 16 other people armed with machine guns, AK-47s and sniper rifles. The truck behind them was similarly filled. They drove along Yonge Street and then turned into the public square, narrowly missing the security barriers placed there, and the terrified bystanders.

Jordan and Hank both were the first ones out, they wore tactical helmets and body armor, their armor piercing bullets cut through the police officer's vests like a hot knife through butter. They covered for their other team mates as they brought out sand bags and made quick forts out of them. The other people in the truck quickly found fortified places with in the square. They shot down anyone they could see.

Hank smiled as he threw a frag grenade into a throng of bystanders, today they would take Toronto, by deadly force.

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"Team One, gear up, hot call, multiple gunmen firing in Dundas Square, reports of multiple officers and civilians down." Peter's voice accompanied the alarm.

The team quickly geared up, their adrenaline spiking as they got into the SUVs and sped off.

"Dundas Square, that means a lot of civilian presence," Sam said as they barreled towards the urban battleground.

"Yeah, a lot of gunmen too," Ed said listening to the police reports over the radio, "seems like our subjects are using armor piercing rounds, use maximum caution. No one goes without a ballistic shield."

"Copy," everyone replied over the radio.

"Peter, let's get teams three and five here, try to even out the odds a bit, contact the National Guard, I have a feeling we may need them before the day is out," Greg said over the radio, he didn't want to use military force, but these guys were deadly, and if it went on for too long, many people would die.

They finally arrived near the square, police had ducked behind their cars as the gunmen had fired, though some bullets went completely through the cars and still hit the officers. Rescue personnel couldn't get to the downed officers or civilians with the gunmen firing on them. In short, it was total mayhem, just like the front lines that Sam had spent so long on.

"Sam, Jules see if you can find a sierra shot, Ed, Wordy, let's try to give some cover so that rescue personnel can get to the downed officers and civilians." Greg ordered.

Suddenly, six more SUVs came in and stopped just behind Team One's, Team Three, led by Sergeant Mark Reynolds and Team Five led by Sergeant Max Garret both got out. Greg recognized a very familiar face get out of the car with a sniper rifle.

Mark issued orders to Donna Sabine as she got out of the car, "Donna, Fred, find a sierra shot . . ."

"Copy," everyone said as he finished giving orders.

Mark walked up to Greg, "What have we got?"

"Multiple officers and civilians down, Constables Lane and Wordsworth are both trying to evacuate the civilians." Greg replied.

Suddenly, more gunshots went off, and the two sergeants ducked behind the mobile command unit as bullets whizzed over head.

"Active shooters from behind the sand bags!" Came a voice over the radio.

"Team status!" the three sergeants ordered.

"Officer down! Officer down!!" came a voice of one of the SRU officer's on the radio.

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*GASP* guess ur gonna hafta wait until the next chapter to see who got shot. And if u guys say that you wouldn't mind if it was Donna . . . wow, you're evil. So my dream was kinda like this, except I was in the middle of it all, and Sam and Jules saved me, and then one of the guys threw a grenade, and Sam and Jules both jumped on me to protect my valuable subconscious life. :D. Well given the fact that in Search and Rescue, if a rock falls on the litter, everyone has to lean in to protect the subject with their bodies, I think that it's pretty valiant.