Thanks to Americanchick who helps me to correct all mistakes.

Disclaimer I do not own any character.

The story take place some time later after what happened in Medea.

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He contemplated her as she walked back to the car limping a little bit. For the first time after he was assigned to her, Rachel wasn't just his bodyguard, but Hood looked at her and realized that underneath all this "look at me I'm with FBI be afraid" she was vulnerable and fragile.
"Hood?" Rachel called to him.
"Ah, sorry" Hood said as he got in the car "Maybe I should drive?" He asked smiling.
Rachel stared at him and started the engine.
"No, Hood, I told you, you're the worst driver in the world."
"That's because I have no opportunity to practice" He answered still smiling.
During the drive Hood as always was absorbed into his own thoughts as was she. She hated always being strong, but least of all she wanted to be fragile in front of him. She was assigned to him, she must protect him and not otherwise. But after she was shot in the leg with an arrow and all that occurred, she now felt that Hood was trying to protect her. This offer to drive, and sometimes he even helped her to walk down the stairs.
"Rachel! Turn!" Hood yelled from the passenger side.
She almost missed the turn.
"Sorry." She said and swore to herself. That will prove that now she is the one w ho needs to be protected and not him.

Inside the hospital as always, reigned turmoil, but Rachel already knew where they were heading. This part of the hospital was quiet.
"Which ward?"Hood asked looking around.
"Ah." Rachel said as she turned few pages in notepad, "347"
Before Hood orientated in numeration of wards, a doctor walked into the hall.
"Jacob Hood!" He said reaching out his hand.
Hood shook his hand.
"Michael what a surprise!"Rachel observed this scene half-smiling.
"Ah." Hood remembered about Rachel, "Michael this is special agent Rachel Young."
Rachel nodded.
"It's nice to meet you." Michael said smiling. "Jacob always got the prettiest ladies."
Hood coughed with embarrassment.
"Agent Young is my bodyguard." He explained.
"Oh, then I have a chance." Michael said still smiling. "Well, we probably should see the patient."
Michael took the lead and guided Rachel and Hood to the ward they needed.
"Her name is Linda Callagher." Michael but was interrupted when someone suddenly appeared in the hall.
"Hey! What's going on?" asked the boy, it was easy to see concern in his eyes.
"This is Doctor Hood and special agent Rachel Young." Michael introduced his friend and his bodyguard.
"Jacob, agent Young, this is Fred Sanders."
Fred put the plastic cup that he was holding on the table and looked at Linda.
"He found her." Michael whispered so Fred couldn't hear him.
"But, what's wrong with her?" Hood asked.
They left Fred and Linda alone.
"That's why I asked you to come." Michael said. "We can't figure out what's wrong with her, or what caused this state."
"What state?" Rachel asked confused.
"She's in a coma." Michael said.
"How did it happen?"Hood inquired
"That's the strangest thing I've seen in my practice." Michael said as he passed the medical chart to Hood. "She has all symptoms of coma apoplectic."
"What?!" Rachel asked more confused than before.
"It's the state of… -"Jacob and Michael looked at each other as they spoke simultaneously.
Michael asked Hood to continue.
"So, as we were saying, coma it's the state of human brain, but there are different types of coma. They all have different causes, this one happens when the brain is not well provided with blood. Very often such a condition is caused because of some head trauma. But as I see." Hood flipped through a few pages in the chart. " There's no mention of any trauma."
"Exactly." Michael pointed out.
"I think it's time to ask Fred few questions."Rachel said heading back to the ward.