Hey guys! This is my first story, so be nice!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLUE BLOODS.

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"Commissioner Reagan?" After a ringing cell phone woke him from his sleep, a grave tone alerted him immediately.

"Yes, this is Frank Reagan. What's happened? What's wrong?" Frank quickly said, fear lying deep in his gut.

"I'm very sorry to have to inform you, but we've found a body at 56th and 8th. Police officer was killed; squad car rigged to explode. We don't have confirmation, but it appears your son's badge and identification were found at the scene."

Time stopped. Not again.

Frank's voice hitched in his throat. He managed to get out, "Which one?"

"Jameson. The badge corresponds to Jameson Reagan. It's Jamie; I'm so sorry, sir."

His youngest. How could this happen? After what happened to Joe, how could another son be gone? How could Jamie be gone?

"Thank you, I will be at the scene shortly," Frank managed to choke out, trying to keep his composure. He had been dreading this day forever. With Joe gone, he thought he would never have to experience something as awful as losing a son ever again. He now realized, he was wrong. How was he supposed to tell Danny? Erin? The boys? How could he tell Nicky, Jack, and Sean that they would never see another one of their uncles ever again?

Shaking, he stood out of his bed and got dressed. His heart was racing, but he felt that he had left his own body. Nothing felt real anymore. How could he go on with two sons gone? Frank then went to wake his father.

"Pop. Pop. Wake up. There's been an explosion. Jamie's gone."

Henry startled, jumped out of bed, but Frank had already left the room. Fallen into a haze, no tears, no nothing. He felt nothing. He felt gone…like Jamie.

"Francis? Francis?" He heard this name being called, but did not answer. He moved down the steps and out the front door. I'll call Danny and Erin on the way. He needed to see his youngest; he needed to see Jamie.

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"Dad? Dad? What's wrong? Why are you calling so late?" Danny said into his phone.

His father never called this late. Only once had he before when…Joe. His thoughts were interrupted by two words. Two words that made all blood drain from his face. Two words that killed his insides, striking ice, cold fear into his heart.

"It's Jamie."

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Sorry it's so short! Just seeing if people like it!