If It Wasn't Me
"And what would you have done if I hadn't burst through that door? If it wasn't me…you'd be dead."
They came into the room like gang busters. Everyone turned towards the now broken door and those with guns pointed to kill. Bobby was ready to shout that he was a cop. Cover be damned. He didn't care. But before he could say anything someone fired. The next thing he knew he was falling to the ground, a bullet in his chest and blood seeping through his clothes. Everyone's voices started to get softer as he felt himself fading into darkness. Before he blacked out he mustered the strength to speak one word.
"Eames…"
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"Eames," The voice of Captain Ross brought Eames out of her daydream and back to the bullpen. When she looked up at him he avoided eye contact and glanced down at his shoes.
"Captain?"
"It's Goren,"
Eames suddenly felt a sense of dread sweep through her. She hadn't heard from her partner since the day she tracked him down and "ran into him" at the diner. Something was wrong. She could feel it.
"Is he ok?" She asked the obvious question while mentally kicking herself. If he was ok Ross wouldn't be staring at his shoes Alex.
"He was working undercover and the team that busted the club didn't know." Ross said, raising his gaze back to his female detective.
"What hospital?" She asked jumping up and pushing aside the fact that he had been placed undercover without her knowledge.
"Uh…St. John's."
She nodded as she quickly scanned her desk. Think Alex… jacket, keys, badge, phone…
She was halfway across the bullpen before Ross called out her name again. She quickly turned towards him, hoping that maybe it was all a mistake. That it was all a joke. But the look on his face told her it wasn't.
"Just to warn you…it doesn't look good." He said shaking his head.
She took a deep breath then took off through the bullpen, bypassing the elevator for the stairs. She didn't have time to wait. She needed to get to him now.
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Within a matter of minutes Eames was pulling into the hospital parking lot. Jumping out of the car she ran into the ER's main lobby, scanning the room for someone who could help her.
"I'm looking for Robert Goren," She said once she had found a nurse.
"Are you a family member?" The nurse asked as she typed Bobby's name into the computer.
"I'm his partner," She flashed her badge. "And his medical contact."
The nurse nodded. "Unfortunately all I know is Mr. Goren was shot in the chest and rushed straight into surgery."
Eames rubbed her face with a shaky hand. "How long has he been in surgery?"
"About half an hour," Eames gave a heavy sigh. "I can promise you detective, when we hear something you'll be the first to know." The nurse gave her a sympathetic look.
Eames nodded her head. "Thank you," She slowly turned and made her way to a chair in the waiting room. Lowering herself down into it she pulled out her cell phone. "It's Alex...Goren's been hurt..."
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A.N. Please let me know what you think!