Disclaimer I do not own Blue Bloods.

I know I have a lot of stories to update but I need something new to get the creative juices flowing again for this show. This story shouldn't be more than 10 chapters long.

"I'm going to regret this aren't I?" Jamie asks his partner Edit Janko as she gets into the driver's seat of their patrol car.

"Don't you have any faith in my driving?" she asks laughing as they get into the car and she pulls out of their prescient.

They were four blocks away when it happened.

In the middle of the intersection a dark black sedan with tinted windows sped through the stop light right into the passenger side of the patrol car. Janko didn't even have time to react; all she could hear was the shattering of glass and her own screams.

Everything seemed to come to a stand still for the young officer. She carefully removes her hand from the wheels her vision blurring in and out, blood dripping into her eye from a head wound that defiantly needed stitches. She looks over at Jamie and what she sees makes her feel sick. Blood soaks his light brown hair, his blue eyes closed; his side of the car is smashed in, blood seemed to be all over him, making her feel even worse.

"Jamie? Jamie? Wake up!" Eddie frantically tries to wake her partner watching with fear as two men get out of the car that hit theirs, one with a gun in hand. This clearly was no accident. Grabbing the radio she desperately tries to radio in for back up but it was no use the accident had stopped their radio from working.

Shaking she tries to get her gun out of her holster as the drivers of the other car remove the door from Jamie's side of the car and easily undo his seat belt.

"Get away from him now or I'll put a hole in both of you!" she yells after successfully getting her gun out of her holster and aims at one of the driver's even though she is struggling to remain conscious and keep her gun aimed on one of the suspects.

The look in their eyes from behind the masks clearly showed they were not expecting her to be conscious.

One of them draws their own gun and her in the stomach. She grabs at her stomach in pain causing her to drop her gun; she puts pressure on her wound tears in her eyes from the pain as she struggles to stay conscious knowing that if she closes her eyes she will not be opening them again. Taking her pain as a distraction they grab Jamie's body and drag it free from the wreckage of the car.

"NO!" Janko manages to get out desperately searching for her gun. Finally she feels the cool metal in her hands. She brings it up shooting aimlessly at the men her vision blurred now from blood loss and her head injury.

She watches with relief as they drop Jamie onto the pavement and get back in their car leaving for now.

Janko pushes her own door open and rushes over to where her partner lays in a bloody mess.

"Jamie? Please wake up." She cries as she searches for the worse of his wounds. There were two holes in his shirt from where bullets had entered and blood was quickly soaking. With horror she realization had set in, she had shot her partner.

"Oh my God! Jamie I'm so sorry." She cries as she puts pressure on the wound that was just below his shoulder and near his chest. Looking around with tears in her eyes she takes in the people standing around watching in awe. "Call for help!" she screams at them sobs shaking her now.

She looks up with relief when she sees another police cruiser pull up. Sergeant Renzulli and Officer Cara Walsh get out hurrying over.

"What happened, Janko?" Walsh asks getting down beside Jamie and puts pressure on the wound in his abdomen.

"A car had rammed us a-and they dragged Jamie out I shot at them but I didn't have a clear shot and I hit Jamie. The suspects fled after that." She cries her shoulders shaking.

Both Renzulli and Walsh exchange shocked expressions. The siren of an ambulance in the distance was quickly approaching as Walsh and Janko desperately try to control the bleeding of Jamie's wounds.

Renzulli is further away trying to control traffic as much as possible as well as curious on lookers as he waits for much needed back up.

"What happened?" one of the paramedics ask as they hurry over with a stretcher getting Jamie onto it with help from Walsh and Janko.

"Car hit his side of the car and two bullet wounds one to the side of his chest, the other to his abdomen." Walsh replies for Janko, who was clearly not feeling well herself.

"Who was in the driver's seat?" one paramedic asks as they get Jamie settled onto the stretcher.

"I was." Janko replies.

"You need to go to the hospital as well and get looked over." The paramedic says her eyes going to the wound in Janko's abdomen.

"Ok." She agrees reluctantly and gets into the back of the ambulance with one of the paramedics and her severely wounded partner.

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Frank Reagan knew something was wrong the instant Detective Abigail Baker and Garret entered.

"What happened?" he asks looking up from the paper work that was fanned out on his desk.

"Sir, there was an officer involved shooting. Two officers were attacked this morning. Their car was hit in the passenger side, two men exited the vehicle that is being described as a black sedan by witnesses and they removed the officer in the passenger from the passenger seat. The other officer fired off shots and hit her partner twice. The attackers dropped the officer they had been attempting to kidnap and fled the scene."

"How are the officers involved doing?" Frank asks his heart sinking.

"The driver had a head injury and a shot to the abdomen but is fine and is already released from the hospital. Her partner is still in surgery with severe internal damage…" Baker stops looking at the floor not wanting to answer the question that her boss was sure to ask next.

"Who were the officers involved?"

"Sir it was your son, Jamie, and his partner Edit Janko. We already have your car ready to leave to go to St. John's immediately." Baker replies watching as her boss's face falls.

"Very well, I'm going to need to make some calls on the way." Frank sighs heading out of his office with Baker and Garret his heart aching and tears in his eyes.

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Danny Reagan was having a bad day. The case he was currently working on was going nowhere fast. They had no leads and were at a lack of evidence making his mood sour.

"Danny, we need to talk." Erin, his younger sister, says making him look up from the mess of paper work on his desk.

"I'm a little busy at the moment Erin." He replies not bothering to look up.

"Danny, Jamie's been shot." Danny could feel his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach at his sister's words.

"What happened? What hospital?" He replies already grabbing his coat.

"He's at St. John's. I have no idea what happened. Dad didn't say anything over the phone." Erin replies tears running down her cheeks.

"Alright I'll meet you there." He replies his entire body shaking with nerves.

"Let me drive you Danny." Baez, his partner, speaks up already grabbing her coat.

He just nods in response not caring who drives, just needing to get to the hospital to see his baby brother.

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4 hours later the waiting room was full of Reagan's.

Henry sets beside his granddaughter and holds her hand staring straight ahead fearing for his youngest grandson. Beside him Erin has an arm wrapped around Nicki's shoulders and holds her close as the young girl cries fearing for her favorite Uncle.

Danny is pacing the room rage filling him at the news of his little brother being shot by his own partner twice by mistake.

Frank sets with a coffee nested in his hands starring at the tile tears in his eyes fearing the loss of his youngest.

Linda sets in her scrubs thinking about how she had first met Jamie when he was only 6 years old and she 17.

Jack and Sean Reagan, the youngest of the family, set closely together both thinking about all the times their Uncle had played with them and how no matter how bad of a day he had he was always nice to them.

They all look up; heart's racing when a doctor approaches.

"Family of Officer Jameson Reagan?" he asks watching as they all stand.

"How is he?" Frank asks fearing the worse.

"We lost him twice on the table but were able to bring him back. We managed to remove both bullets but it wasn't only the bullet wounds that caused us problems. He had a lot of internal bleeding from the crash. We had to completely remove his spleen and a kidney. One of his lungs completely collapsed but it is on the mend now. The gunshot wound to his chest caused us great concern but we were able to remove it without complications and it missed his heart. His right leg and arm is fractured. Six of his ribs are broken. He has a severe concussion as well. He has cuts and bruises everywhere as well but considering everything and the extent of his injuries he is lucky to be alive. He is right now being transferred to a room in the ICU. You may visit him but one at a time, please. I will talk to whoever will be taking care of him more about where we go from here later. Which I assume is his father?" the doctor asks looking at Frank.

"Yes." Frank replies shaking the doctor's hand and thanking him.

"He is a fighter but has a long road to recovery. A nurse will be down shortly to show you to his room. Take care and I'll talk to you again soon and feel free to ask any questions of the staff." The doctor gives them a nod before leaving again.

Before the nurse arrived it was decided that Frank would be the first one to go and see him and from there it would be Danny, Erin and Henry and depending on his condition and how he looked it would be decided if the kids could go up.

The nurse appears not even five minutes later and leads Frank to room 314. She smiles at him opening the door and leaves the father and son alone.

Frank stands there in front of his son's bed in shock, tears running down his cheeks freely. Jamie lay hooked up to multiple machines. His right leg and arm were in a cast. His temple had stitches where he had visibly been cut in the accident. Frank could see that his chest and abdomen was visibly wrapped in bandages where the surgeries had been performed.

Frank makes his way slowly to the side of his son's bed and carefully takes his son's hand, he sees that even his unbroken arm is cut and bruised making more tears fall down his cheeks. Why his son? Why did have to be his youngest?

"We will catch whoever did this too you son and no matter what I will make sure no more harm comes to you."