Jason lifted Grant up so he could see inside the ceiling tile. They were investigating Moss Beach and so far all they found was gimmicks causing all the activity they were told about. Grant lifted the tile and looked in.

"Its another speaker dude." Grant informed.

Jason shifted his weight so Grant could get down, but as Grant went to get down everything happened so fast. His foot rolled and he came crashing down his head hitting the wall as he let out a yell of pain. Jason cursed and knelt next to Grant.

"You alright?" he asked putting a hand on his shoulder.

Grant didn't respond.

"G? Can you hear me?" Jason asked as he gently rolled Grant on to his back.

Grant's eyes were closed and he didn't give any kind of response that he heard Jason. Jason took his flashlight and shined it on to Grant's face. Jason didn't see any blood thankfully, but it still worried him that Grant was unconscious. Checking his friend's pulse, he found it strong and steady. He picked up his walkie and called Steve.

"Steve this is Jason do you hear me?" he asked.

"Yeah Jason what do you need?" Steve responded.

"Listen we have a situation, Grant fell and he's not responding. Call an ambulance and get the lights back on. Then get back up here to the hallway by the bathrooms and hurry!" Jason ordered.

"Got it Jay," Steve stated.

Jason put the walkie down and turned back to Grant.

"Grant? Come on buddy open your eyes," Jason encouraged tapping his friend's cheeks lightly.

The camera men were beside him using their lights to illuminate Grant's face. Jason was annoyed. He knew they were just trying to get footage.

"Can't you guys turn those off? Don't you see this isn't the time for that?" Jason snapped.

The camera men lowered their cameras.

"Sorry man. Were just trying to do our jobs," one of them stated.

Jason grumbled and turned back to Grant.

"Come on G wake up. Come on your scaring me man," Jason whispered shaking Grant's shoulders.

Grant's head lolled to the side as Jason tried to rouse lights came back on and blinded Jason for a moment. When he could see again he saw Steve kneeling next to him.

"What happened? Is he alright?" Steve asked.

"I don't know. He hit his pretty hard. Where is Tango?" Jason asked.

"He is outside waiting for the ambulance. They said they would be here in 5 minutes," Steve answered.

Grant started moaning and shifting around and Jason turned back to him.

"Steve get the camera guys out of here," Jason ordered noticing some of them picking their cameras up again.

Steve got up and started backing the camera guys out of the hallway. Telling them to give Grant a chance to catch his breath and let the paramedics take care of him.

Jason leaned into Grant's line of vision.

"Grant? You back with me man?" Jason asked pushing Grant's bangs out of his face.

Grant's eyes slowly opened.

"Jason?" Grant asked.

"Yeah I'm right here G. How are you feeling?" Jason questioned.

"Dizzy...my ankle hurts too." Grant mumbled starting to sit up.

"Don't move G, an ambulance is on its way. Just relax." Jason stated gently pushing Grant back on to the floor.

"Don't need...ambulance," Grant gasped as he laid back down his eyes falling shut again.
"Try to stay awake Grant," Jason pleaded.
Soon Tango lead the paramedics in. Jason allowed Tango to pull him out of the way as he watched the paramedics start working on his friend.

"What happened?" one asked.

"He fell. He hit his head and he said his ankle hurts. He did land on it funny when he fell," Jason explained.

One of the medics put an oxygen mask over Grant's nose and mouth while the other one checked his pupils.

"Is he allergic to any medication?" the other asked.

"No," Jason answered.

"Does he have any medical problems?"

"No,"

The paramedics moved Grant on to a stretcher and secured him to it. They started taking the stretcher out to the ambulance with Jason, Steve and Tango following.

"Go with him Jason. We will pack everything up and meet you at the hospital," Steve insisted.

Jason nodded and climbed in with Grant. The doors closed and the ambulance took off.