Bull was surprised by Isabella's willingness to allow him to collect his belongings from what had once been his house too. He had been expecting her to complain about him even being allowed to collect his belongings, even with police escorting him. Throughout the whole of the divorce proceedings, Isabella had been cold towards him, even rude at times. He hadn't expected to be given the cold shoulder treatment, but he wasn't really all that surprised by it either. Benny had warned him about it, had told him that Izzy could be just like their mother at times.

It was because of that that Benny had insisted on accompanying Bull to collect all of his stuff. At first, Bull wasn't sure it was a good idea for Benny to go with him if he was angry at his sister, but Benny had then persuaded him that he couldn't go alone and that nobody knew Izzy better than Benny did. Bull wanted to argue with him, but knew better. He agreed that Benny could come, but told him to wait in the car. Most of Bull's belongings were already packed up, and he was only going to be a few minutes.

"Jason, are you sure you don't want me to help you? Surely, you can't carry everything by yourself?" asked Benny.

"I'll be fine. It's two suitcases and one box, that's all." Bull smiled. "Thank you for coming with me, Benny."

"Always. You are my friend, Jason, and my boss." He grinned.

"Shut it, Benny." Bull laughed. "Thank you. I needed a laugh."

"Well, hurry it up then. I want to get home by dinner time."

Shaking his head, Bull climbed out of Benny's car and headed to what had once been his front door.

Benny drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he continued to wait for Bull to return with the first of his two suitcases. It had been nearly an hour since Bull had gone inside, and Benny was getting bored. If everything was already packed up, why was it taking so long for Bull to return? With a sigh, Benny tried to calm himself and relax, but, eventually, he decided that it was time to check on Bull. Slowly, he got out of his car, hoping that by taking his time, Bull would come out with his belongings and be ready to go.

Benny took an extra minute to make his way from the car to his sister's house, but Bull still hadn't returned. Benny could feel his stomach start to roll as he got closer to the front door, and a moment later, when he entered the house, he knew why. Benny could only watch in horror as his best friend was repeatedly punched and kicked.

Bull inhaled sharply as the first punch landed on his left temple. His vision immediately blurred and he swayed. He knew that he had a concussion after that, but he managed to stay upright as he attempted to defend himself. Several seconds later, Bull could feel blood trickling down his face. The heat from the blood was a strange feeling, one that Bull was finding harder to ignore.

"Bella... why...?" Bull gasped as yet another punch landed on his face.

Suddenly, Bull felt hands tightly grasping his arms. He tried to fight off the unseen person that had to have been behind him, but his strength was quickly dissipating.

"Jason, don't fight me," said a voice from behind him. "I'm trying to help you."

"Benny?" asked Bull, although it sounded like it was coming out garbled.

"I'm going to get you help, I promise." Benny pulled to the door and dropped him there. "Hey, Isabella? I hope you know that you not only lost your husband today, but your brother too."

With that said, Bull stopped listening and closed his eyes. He didn't hear anything else that occurred, and nothing registered in his mind until he woke up a day later.

"So, Mr Colon, you pulled Dr Bull free from his attacker?" asked the police officer that was interviewing Benny at the hospital.

Three hours had passed since Bull had been attacked. Benny had called the police as soon as Bull was in the back of an ambulance, and had told them that he would be at the hospital with his friend when they were ready to speak to him. Benny had not known that Bull was being attacked until he had entered the building, and, therefore, also did not know that Bull had sustained further injuries from being attacked by the man that had been there with Izzy.

"I did. Honestly, I know I'm small and short, but I was so angry and scared for Jason. I only wanted to get him out of harm's way," answered Benny.

"Did you throw any punches or kicks? Did you attack in any way?"

"No. I wanted to, definitely. But Isabella is still my sister, even if she's the cause of this. I would never hurt her."

"Didn't you tell me that you said she had lost her brother as well as her husband today?"

"I did."

"You don't consider that to be hurtful?"

"Of course it's hurtful, but it's not a physical pain. I could never cause physical pain."

"How do you know Dr Bull?"

"He was my brother-in-law up until this morning."

The officer gave a sympathetic smile to Benny. He could clearly see that the two men shared a special bond, and he was worried about what would happen to the young man in front of him if Bull couldn't recover from his injuries.

"Thank you for your time, Mr Colon." The officer stood up, collecting his files from the end of Bull's hospital bed. "I'll be in touch to let you know how the case is progressing, but feel free to call if you or Dr Bull need anything."

"Did you want me to call when Jason wakes up?" asked Benny.

"That's okay. I'll go and speak with Dr Bull's nurse and doctor, and I'll have them alert me when he's awake and lucid enough to talk."

Benny nodded. He watched as the officer left, then turned back to Bull. He returned to praying for his friend's fast recovery as he waited for Bull to regain consciousness.