Waking up a few hours later Lisa was surprised to find herself in bed with Stella, sitting up she looked out to the living room where she saw Clay and Sonny sprawled out on the couch. "What can I do to help them?" Stella asked, waking up when Lisa moved.

"Don't give up." She said, looking over to face Stella. "Those two...more than anyone else on Bravo...they have my back and for someone like me...that means something."

"You guys have been through too much." Stella said pushing herself up so she was sitting shoulder to shoulder with Lisa. "Every time he walks out that door I am scared I will never see him again."

"It's not an easy life." She said, "It is even harder to leave it...Danny...he was a good one...but after he got hurt...he didn't just lose his leg he lost who he was."

"How long did you know him?"

"Danny and I met when he was halfway through BUD/S in Coronado, I was stationed out there. He wanted to date but being a female in the Navy...I kept turning him down. Him and Sonny were basically inseparable and I spent a lot of time hanging out with them. I got transferred out here right before they finished BUD/S and we stayed in contact and when they got stationed here we had a couple years together hanging out and goofing off before they were both called up to Green Team. Their first rollout on green team was when the hum-v hit the ied. A few weeks later while Danny was still in the hospital Sonny was called up to be on Bravo and I was assigned to Bravo a few weeks after that and have been attached to Bravo as support staff since."

"You aren't a SEAL though?"

"No. Someday I want to go to Officer Training School but for now..." She shrugged, "I love Bravo."

"With the crash are they going to be home for a while?"

"That isn't really how it works...but yeah...until Jason and Ray are medically cleared the team will be home...running drills, teaching Green Team, doing tactical planning and simulations for other teams that are rolled out."

"Was Danny's family at the hospital with you guys?" Stella asked.

"No. He hasn't had much contact with them since he got hurt."

"Funeral?"

"No. He will get a military burial where his parents live...we will hang his picture up on the wall at the Bar and do our thing there."

"So everything just goes on?"

"Yeah...something I am still not really used to. After Nate was killed Bravo Team was off and Jason refused to bring in anyone from another team...said it was better to be down a man than have someone else...we had Clay as a strap on a mission and he got under Jason's skin...Clay and Nate have the same smart mouth...but they also would do anything for the team..."

"Sonny said Clay took care of Jason after the crash...why didn't Trent?"

"Trent is the medic attached to Bravo...since there were others injured in the crash his focus was on them and Clay knew his role...did what he had to do...Ray and Sonny are Bravo's 2 and 3. Trent is 4. Brock 5..."

"Clay is Bravo 6."

"Since 2,3 and 5 were on the other helo and 4 was tending to the co-pilot..."

"Clay became 1?"

"He is still 6 but yeah...while Ray is out I have no doubt that Jason will put him as 2."

"What exactly does that mean?"

"Just that Jason will look to him for advice, expect him to have his back. He will be the first one through the door instead of the last."

"And when Ray comes back?"

"Clay will go back to 6."

"Just like that?"

"That is how it works in the Teams. Everyone has their place. Everyone is trained to jump to wherever they are needed."

"Why are you telling me all this?" Stella asked.

Lisa looked out at the two on the couch, "You are good for him...and this life is hard. They are not good at talking about it...especially with each other...I don't want to see Clay get hurt."

"Nate!" Jason woke up with a start.

"You are safe." Mandy yelled from the living room, surprised that Jason slept as long as he did.

Jason came out of the bedroom and sat on the couch next to her. "Drive me to the VA?"

An hour later Jason was sitting in the waiting room of a psychologist's office scrolling through his text messages. Wanting to see how his team was doing but not wanting them to know how bad he was feeling. 'Danny died last night. Sonny, Davis and I are going to the bar tonight if you want to join.' He got in a group text from Clay.

"Who's Danny?" Jason asked Mandy who was sitting across from him in the waiting room.

"Davis's boyfriend...him and Sonny were on green team together...Why?"

"Died last night."

"Oh my God. Erik had me look into him last week...passed it off to one of my contacts here. Are Davis and Sonny okay?"

"Just got a group text they are going to the bar tonight." Jason said waving his phone at her.

"Guess we know where we are going when we leave here then." She told him.

"Jason Hayes?" A nurse called out.

Jason stood up and handed her his phone, "Text them back. Don't tell them where I am."

"What do you want me to say?"

He shrugged, "You know them as well as I do." before disappearing down the hallway.

'Anything I can do?' She typed back.

'Bring Jason-and you come too.' Ray sent back to the group a few seconds later. Followed by a text to her phone from Ray, 'Tell me he is okay.'

'He is with the doc now.' She told him, hoping she didn't need to go into detail.

'His idea?'

'Yes.'

'About damn time. Clay went to the hospital last night and stayed with Sonny and Davis until 3 when they pulled the plug. Brought them to his place. Is Jace good to be around people? Heard about the taco place.'

'Word travels fast.'

'Having lunch their now.' Ray sent back. "Shit." Mandy said out loud before pocketing her phone and calling Alana from Jason's.

"You haven't been home yet." She answered.

"Hey Alana." Mandy said.

"Is Jason okay?"

"He is at the VA right now talking to a doc, I just wanted you to know he was safe."

"I want him to come home." She told Mandy.

"We are all going to the bar tonight. One of Sonny and Davis's buddies died last night. Can you meet us there?"

"Tell me when." She said, "And thank you Mandy...if he hasn't told you...thank you."

"Around six." She said before answering a string of questions from Alana. The receptionist signaled to her that Jason was coming out and she quickly got off the phone.

When Jason walked out he had his hands in his pockets and was very stiff, he didn't say anything or even look at her as he walked past and she just got up and followed him out to the parking lot where they silently got into his truck. When he didn't look at her she drove back to her apartment where he walked in and sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. As soon as she sat down on the couch he leaned into her and she wrapped her arms around him and he cried into her shoulder. As the crying turned to choking sobs she turned so she could hold him and rocked him in her arms, holding his head into her as his grip on her back tore into her skin. She couldn't help but wonder how he managed to hold it together with the Doc...and how he had kept everything in as long as he did.

Once his sobs subsided she leaned back so she could see his face, "It is okay to not be okay."

"I had to talk about all of them." Jason told her as he tried to wipe the tears from his eyes.

"No." She said, pulling his hand away, "It is okay to not be okay."

"It is going to take a long time before..."

"Jason you won't ever be the same person as you used to be. Every day...every thing you go through in life it changes you."

"I miss Nate." He said, moving to sit up but again she stopped him and he gave in and curled into her. As Mandy held him she allowed some of her own tears to fall. "I am making you sad." Jason said, feeling anger that he couldn't push the emotion down any further.

"No...you aren't. When your helo went down... I thought you were dead. But you aren't... you are here... and as much as I try to stay a step back from you team guys..."

"You were scared?" Jason asked her, moving to sit up, this time pulling her into him.

"I have never been more terrified."

"I wasn't scared until they told me Medders had been dead since they brought him into the house...he was talking to me...at least in my head he was...The Kid though...he kept telling me we were okay...that help was coming...I knew you and Davis would get us home...but getting onto that helo...I..I checked to see if he was actually dead...then my head just started spinning. Clay put his hand on my arm and squeezed it and didn't let up the entire ride back...I just closed my eyes and focused on my arm."

"Clay slept in Sonny's bed that night. Sonny slept on the floor next to him." Mandy told him.

"What?" Jason asked, if Sonny was anything it was territorial...for him to have let Clay sleep in his bed...

"Adrenaline crash. Heard Trent and Brock talking to about it."

"I asked Sonny to look out for the kid."

"Sonny does not let people in...and he voluntarily let Clay sleep in his bed...when Blackburn told Sonny about Danny he went to Clay...at the hospital...Sonny called Clay. Now that Danny is dead Clay took care of both Sonny and Davis."

"You saying the Kid is a good fit for Bravo?"

"I am saying that having him join Bravo may have been the smartest decision you have ever made."

"We can't lose anyone else." Jason told her.

"Your team is off rotation for a while."

"A few weeks." Jason confirmed.

"Months." Mandy told him. "Your head. Ray's shoulder. Months." Jason didn't argue, instead he leaned his head against Mandy and closed his eyes. "Come on." Mandy said standing up and taking his hand. "We both need sleep."

"When do we need to be at the bar?"

"Few hours." She said, setting an alarm on her phone.

"You told Ray and Alana didn't you?"

"Apparently texting 'anything I can do?' is enough for them to know it isn't you typing." Mandy smirked, "And Ray heard about the taco place...wanted her to know you were safe." She said as she laid down on her bed.

"So they all know about?"

"No. Ray sent me a text on my phone...besides, it is okay that they know you are in fact a human."

"Cant lead if they are worried where my head is at."

"Just shut up and go to sleep." She said scooting closer to him and putting her hand on his arm. The guys were all the same, try to act like they are invincible are really need to just be held.

"You are going to question where my head is before every mission now." Jason told her as he rolled to face her.

"It bad that I care about you?"

"It is when I rely on you."

"That why you went to Amy?"

"I told you I didn't..."

"Not what I asked Jace."

"I can't talk to Alana about the things we do." He said scooting closer to her and she put her arm out, inviting him to snuggle into her and she wrapped her arm around him raking her fingers through his hair.

"I got you, go to sleep." She told him after a minute.

Clay, Sonny, Lisa and Stella went together to the bar, taking a detour to the local CVS to pick up a photo they ordered and a frame to hang on the wall. Sonny went up to the wall and hung the frame before walking over and getting a bottle from the bartender as Clay grabbed four glasses. Ray arrived a short while later with Erik, Trent and Brock following them in.

There was not much talking between the group, simple nods of hello before they ordered a pitcher of beer for the table. When Alana walked in she went over to Sonny and put her arm around his shoulders, when he looked up to see who it was that was all it took and he put his arms around her legs and he leaned into her, the tears falling as she rubbed her thumb on the back of his neck.

"Fuck." Lisa mumbled seeing Sonny break down and Stella pulled her into her side.

"You want to challenge some of these boys to a game of pool?" Stella asked her. With a slight nod the two stood up and walked over to the pool table, Trent and Brock following behind.

"Jace on his way?" Ray asked Alana as she continued to hold Sonny.

"Figured you would know more than me." Alana said, looking between Ray, Erik and Clay.

"He will be here." Clay said, "He will be here for Sonny and Davis."

Not two minutes later Jason and Mandy walked into the bar, Jason's face lighting up seeing Alana until he saw Sonny leaning into her. Jason walked over and kissed her on the cheek before squeezing Sonny's shoulder, "We got you." He told Sonny before walking over and sitting in the chair between Sonny and Clay, leaning back so his shoulder was touching Clay's...a move that was not missed by Ray, Alana and Erik and very much not a typical Jason Hayes move.

When Sonny squeezed Alana's legs she hugged him close before stepping back and taking the chair next to him, keeping her hand on his back. "Glad to have you guys home."

"It's good to be home." Jason said, looking between Alana and Mandy, who had joined Lisa and Stella over by the pool table.

"You want anything Boss?" Clay said, standing up and squeezing Jason's shoulder.

"Beer." He answered and Clay went up to the bar getting another pitcher and grabbing a few more pint glasses.

"Got you." Clay handed him a glass, once again squeezing his shoulder as he sat down.

"Thanks Kid." Jason said, "What is our schedule the next few days Blackburn?"

"Leave it to Jason Hayes to ask about a schedule." Ray and Alana said in unison.

"Your team is to report at 0800 Monday morning for a full medical exam." Erik said, looking at Ray. "We will go from there."

"They checked me over earlier." Jason said, looking only at Erik, he was sure everyone else at the table already knew he had gone to the VA.

"Your head?" Clay mumbled.

"And my leg." He said, looking at Clay.

"Getting better?" Ray asked, as mad as he was at Jason's reaction the man was still his brother.

"Taking longer than I hoped." Jason answered.

"You are coming home with me tonight...and we will make sure your leg heals right." Alana said, walking over and leaning over her husband. Jason pulled her down so she sat on his good leg.

"I don't want the kids..." Jason said, only loud enough that Alana and Clay could hear.

"Kids are with my parents this weekend." Alana smiled, "You are coming home." Jason nodded.

"You can bring Mandy or Blondie over here with you if it makes you feel better." She said, looking over to Clay. "Would give me a chance to know Mr. Spencer here."

"Alana..." Jason said.

"Think on it Jace." Clay told him, leaning forward so his head was right next to Jason's shoulder.

"Spencer." Jason said, making Clay lean back with a smirk...he knew what buttons to push. "Darts?" He asked Alana as he picked her up.

Clay moved over next to Sonny and put his arm around his Brother. "Got you Brother."

"Thanks Pretty Boy." Sonny mumbled as he stared into his glass. "Stella...she...Davis is smiling."

"Two were talking for a while before they woke us up today..."

"Why Danny?"

"Why Brian?"

"Fuckin sucks."

"Does indeed Brother."

"To Nate." Erik said, handing the two their own shots of whiskey.

"To Brian." Clay said looking between Erik and Sonny.

Looking between Erik and Clay and fighting the tears that were filling his eyes, his voice cracking Sonny said, "To Danny."

"To our Brothers gone but not forgotten." Ray said coming up behind Sonny and putting his hand on his shoulder.

"You gotta fix your shoulder." Sonny said, looking up at Ray.

"Plan on it."

Wiping his face with his sleeve Sonny stood up walked over to the pool table where Stella wrapped her arm around his waist. "You here to challenge us?" She smiled, knowing he was far from okay.

"Yes Ma'am." Sonny said with a grin, thankful that she didn't ask him if he was okay. "Don't know about Poster Boy here but I happen to be the master."

"Master huh?" Lisa smiled, "When is the last time you played pool?"

"It may have been a while Miss Davis." He said picking up the pool cue and tapping it against the one she held in her hand.

"Sonny when was the last time you played pool?" Clay asked.

"His game is darts. You two have this in the bag." Jason said wiggling a dart in his hand a few feet away.

"Sonny have you ever played pool?" Stella asked.

"How hard can it be?" Sonny said leaning over and scratching on his first shot.

"Move out of the way. Master huh? You don't even know how to hit the ball." Clay smirked as he perfectly broke, getting three balls in on his first shot.

"Exxxcaaaauuuuuuuuuzzzeeee me. Poster Boy here apparently is the master."

Stella drove Clay and Sonny home, Lisa getting a ride from Mandy. By the time they got into the apartment the two men were pin-balling themselves off the walls with Stella trying to shush them before they woke up the entire building. She laughed when the two fell face first onto Clay's bed, half on and half off the bed, passed out before she was even in the room. She walked in and took Clay's shoes off before sitting him up and moving him further up on the bed. "Come bed me." Clay slurred.

"You already brought Sonny to bed with you."

"Sons nahhh pretteee as you."

"I dunno, I think he's pretty nice on the eyes." Stella smirked.

"Come in bed with us."

"Go to sleep." Stella said shaking her head before moving on to Sonny who was snoring softly. She walked over and pulled Sonny's shoes off, waking him up with a start. "Breathe Sonny, its just me." She said as she put her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it where Clay had shown her was the safe spot.

"What errr you doing?" He asked as he tried to roll over to face her.

"If you are going to sleep in my bed with my boyfriend you aren't doing it with dirty boots that only God knows where they have been."

"Your bed?"

"Yes Sonny, my bed." Stella said as she helped him to sit up. "Scoot up so you are on the bed all the way." She said trying not to laugh.

"I think I like you." He said, "Good for Clay. Don't put up with shit."

"And I am tired so please scoot up on the bed."

This time Sonny scooted up and moved as close as he could to the edge without falling off, "Room for you. Your bed."

"You think so, huh?"

"Uh huh." He smiled, half asleep. "Lay down for a minute?" He said, this time his voice cracking.

Stella kicked off her sneakers and crawled onto the bed between a sleeping Clay and a very intoxicated Sonny Quinn. "What are you thinking about right now, Sonny?"

"My best friend is dead." He said, quickly wiping the tears from his face. Stella slid her arm under Sonny's neck and pulled him into her. "I'm scared it will be me." He admitted, barely above a whisper.

"Not gonna let that happen Sonny." Clay said rolling over, sandwiching Stella between them as he reached his arm around them both.

"Coming home...hard." Sonny said between sobs and Stella tightened her hold on him until he rolled over and laid his head on her. Clay kept his arm over both of them as Stella raked the hair on the back of his head relaxing him until he fell asleep.

As a soft snore escaped Sonny's throat Stella turned her head to face Clay, "Coming home for you?"

"I have you." He said with a sad smile, "All I want while we are gone is to come home."

"Jason we are going to the VA and you are going to get your head on straight." Alana said as soon as he buckled his seat belt in her car.

"I already went today and talked to someone for hours."

"I am talking about your concussion, not the PTSD. Your eyes are not focusing together and your head has been constantly tilted to the side."

"My head is fine."

"Jason Hayes. You. Are. Going. Now!" Jason knew when to give up and he did...besides, his head was pounding and he trusted Alana... he leaned his head against the cool window and closed his eyes, "It hurts worse now than it did three hours ago." She said and he nodded slightly. "Some day you will learn to listen."

"I went to the doctor." Jason said, having a hard time opening his eyes with the oncoming headlights. "After the crash, the next day...when we landed back here, this morning...I went."

"You didn't tell anyone when you started to feel dizzy tonight." Jason didn't say anything and focused on his breathing. "We will get you through this like we always do." Alana promised as she reached over and put her hand on Jason's arm. "You think you can walk in?"

"Park close." Jason told her, still not opening his eyes.

When she got out of the car and walked over opening his door he almost fell out, "Work with me here Babe." She instructed, "Legs first." He wobbled as he stood and he put his arm around Alana and she led him to the entrance of the Emergency Department where a nurse rushed towards them shoving a wheelchair behind his legs where Jason ungracefully plopped down into it, leaning his head into his hand. "Jason Hayes. He has a concussion and has gotten significantly worse in the last three hours...he also has a stitched up gash in his leg."

The nurse quickly finding him a room and having him transfer to a gurney. They took his vitals and the more quick tests they did the more the nurses rushed around him as they managed to strip him from most of his clothes. "Lana?" Jason called weakly, "Need you." as he laid on the bed in his briefs and t-shirt.

"Is it okay if I sit with him?" Alana asked the nurse in charge.

"See if you can calm him down. His blood pressure is much too high." She said as she nodded to the space at the head of the bed.

"Lift your head Jace." She said climbing on the head of the gurney and having him rest his head on her lap. As she ran her fingers through his hair she watched as his heart rate slowed down. Noticing him tense each time a nurse or doctor touched him she took his hand and weaved her fingers into his, "You are safe, I've got you."

"You are good for him." The nurse said, satisfied that his vitals were now where she considered to be safe. "The doctor is going to admit him, between the concussion and his leg we are worried about an infection, is he fresh off a deployment?"

"Got back yesterday." Alana said as she ran her finger across the stubble on his cheek.

"Team guy?" Alana nodded. "His medical file is classified, we are going to put him on a range of IV antibiotics and he will be here a few days."

"Call Blackburn." Jason mumbled.

"You going to let me up so I can go out and call him?" She asked.

"Call here." He said, snuggling further into her, one of the sedatives taking effect.

"It's fine." The nurse said.

Alana nodded and pulled out her phone, quickly telling Erik where they were. She could hear by the noise in the background they were still at the bar. Ten minutes after hanging up Erik, Brock and Trent stormed into the room where Jason lay asleep on Alana's lap, a doctor and three nurses trailing them. "Hey." Alana said before holding a finger to her lips, "Fill the doc in on as much as you can. Infection and concussion...they are admitting him and I didn't know what to say."

"On it." Trent and Erik said at the same time before walking out, leaving Brent in the room with Alana and Jason.

"We tried." Brock said, sitting down in a chair that one of the nurses brought in.

"Have no doubt. He's a stubborn one." She said with a sad smile, surprised that Jason didn't flinch when Brock put his hand on his leg.

"We have room ready for him." A new nurse said walking in and Jason flinched at the voice, when Alana started to get off the gurney Jason's heart rate went crazy, "As long as you are good with riding you can stay put." He told her.

She looked over to Brock and when he nodded she stayed put. She didn't often see him when he was in the hospital...usually it was stitch, staple or glue and get out. Trent handling anything else once they got back home. "Will you stay here with him?" Brock asked, "I know things are...uhhh..."

"Even if he isn't my husband right now I still love him." Alana told him, averting her eyes when the doctor looked between her and the SEAL curled up on her lap.

Once he was in his room Alana and Brock helped him scoot over to the bed where she laid down with him. Trent and Erik coming in with the doctor a short while later and examining his leg. While he didn't even crack open his eyes he was able to tell who was touching him and flinched every time the doctor or nurse touched him, but didn't move when it was someone from his team.

"Rest of Bravo know he is here?" Erik asked once the doctor left.

"Just called you." Alana said as Jason slept next to her. "He didn't sleep this deployment so all he is going to be doing is sleeping and with Sonny and Lisa losing Danny..."

"I will call Ray in the morning. I want everyone on Bravo getting a full workup. If you even have a paper cut I want it dealt with properly." Erik said looking between Brock and Trent.

"You guys should go home and sleep too." Alana told them.

"What about Jason?" Trent asked.

"I know you guys are used to doing this yourself, but I will be here with him and will call you if they have anymore questions." Alana said, rough at first but gentler at the end. "You guys can come back tomorrow AFTER you get checked out."

"I think Jason is in good hands." Erik told the other two, "Come on, you can come back tomorrow."

Not five minutes after the guys left Jason's phone rang and it was Mandy. "How you doing?" She asked.

"He is asleep...brought him in to the VA and they admitted him. Erik, Brock and Trent just left."

"Is he okay?"

"He wasn't holding his head up and his eyes weren't focusing...his bp was all out of wack but they have him hooked up to antibiotics and gave him a sedative."

"I knew I should have brought him in after the taco place but he..."

"He can be a stubborn ass." Alana cut her off, "Thank you for doing everything you did for him.

"Do you need anything?" Mandy asked, "Lisa and I can swing by if you need anything."

"Blackburn is ordering all of Bravo to get a full workup tomorrow and I think everyone was coming by here after."

"Call if there is anything we can do." Mandy said before hanging up. "Jace is admitted to the VA." She told Lisa.

"Did something happen?" She asked jumping up from the couch and going for her keys.

"Alana said to go by tomorrow." Mandy shrugged. "Blackburn, Brock and Trent were there."

"Sonny and Clay?" Lisa asked.

"I assume the two of them are either passed out or puking by now. Stella brought them back to Clay's place...I didn't know Sonny would take Danny dying this hard."

"Think it is more being home and off rotation."

"I dunno...he said that it should have been him...I have a meeting tomorrow morning and will probably be leaving for my next assignment." she said looking at her email.

"I thought you were assigned to Bravo?" Lisa said picking up her phone to check for messages as well.

"I was never officially assigned to a unit...but since Bravo has been up they have been feeding me the cases since they are used to me...work is smoother...but with them off for a few months...who knows where I will end up."

"They can do that?"

"The life of a Spook...part of why I didn't want to get attached to anyone here." Mandy tried to explain.

"You and Jason are...?"

"He loves Alana."

"You care about him though...he comes to you."

"He should go to Alana."

"Are you going to say bye to the guys?"

"Erik will be in the meeting in the morning...the rest...I don't think so...it will be too hard...better to rip off the band-aid, besides wherever I go I will be back eventually."

"You should at least let Jason know you are leaving."

"If he is in the hospital he needs to focus on his recovery and time with his family...not worrying about what the next mission is going to be."

"He will be pissed."

"I don't know if saying goodbye is better or worse...besides my number isn't changing so he can still call me if he needs something."

"It is hard not to love those idiots." Lisa told Mandy.

"I heard you were thinking about OCS."

"Maybe someday..."

"What do the guys think?"

"They don't...I don't want to hear talk about being a cake eater..."

"They listen to you...trust you...you could show them that..."

"Yeah...or they could just shut me out..."

"You worry too much... ugh... I have to go in..." Mandy said quickly standing up.

"Everything okay?"

"They moved up the meeting...take care of those boys." She said pulling Lisa into a quick hug.

"Be safe." Lisa nodded, following Mandy to the door and watching her walk to her car. And just like that she was alone for the first time in nearly a year. The first time to sleep in her own bed in just as long and as she laid down instead of feeling happy and relaxed she felt alone. After an hour of staring at the ceiling she pulled out her phone and called Clay.

Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket he stealthily climbed out of bed answering it without saying anything until he got into the living room where he whispered a hello.

"Hi." He heard Lisa whisper into the phone.

"Are you okay?" Clay asked, now feeling completely sober.

"I just..."

"You alone?"

"Yeah."

"You want to come over here?"

"Jason was admitted to the VA and Mandy is headed in and will probably be flying out before morning...how is Sonny?" Lisa blurted out, slowing down only to ask about Sonny.

"Sonny is...wait, Jason was admitted?" Clay asked, suddenly alarmed, he knew something was off about the man.

"Calm down Pretty Boy he is okay, Alana is with him...his headache was getting worse and his eyes weren't focusing...his bp was super high but I guess he is fine now. Erick, Trent and Brock all went to the hospital when Alana called right after you guys all left.

"Where is Mandy going if we cant be called up?"

"She works for the CIA...she doesn't just work with Bravo."

"Jace know?"

"Blackburn will soon."

"Davis?"

"Spenser?"

"You can come over here. Stella has Sonny."

"Is this being home or is this Danny?"

"Think it is just Sonny..."

"Team has been different since you joined...a good different."

"I'm not trying to replace anyone..."

"That isn't what I meant... just... as long as I have been attached to Bravo it has been Jason, Ray, Nate, Sonny, Brock and Trent...it was always business. Sonny bounced between the guys for bars or workout buddies... Jason, Ray and Nate were the Dads... and Brock and Trent kind of did their own thing...it was a family but not like...since we got home I have had nothing but support from all of you and I saw how Jason is with you...letting you make moves...he is training you to be his replacement someday... but for Sonny...I think I have seen him cry one other time since I knew him and that was in the hospital after the hum-v was blown up..."

"He had my back when I needed him..."

"After the crash?"

"Yeah."

"Ray said Sonny slept on the floor when I asked why he was being a dick..."

"He was being a dick because Blackburn had just talked to him and he didn't know what to say to you."

"So he didn't sleep on the floor?"

"No...he did...I was in his bed."

"Wait...what?"

"Sonny said adrenaline crash but..."

"Sonny let YOU sleep in his bed?"

"Yeah...I couldn't..."

"No...what you did was connect to his stubborn ass on a level no once since Danny has been able to do...you reminded him it was okay to not be okay."

"Sonny doesn't take care of people...sure he has your back and will do whatever he has to to get you all home alive...but the emotional stuff...he doesn't do that..."

"He did...and I've got him."

"And he knew that because Jason trusts you."

"He is in with Stella."

"Because you trust Stella."

"Davis you sure you don't want to be over here with us?"

"What I want and what I should do are."

"I'm ordering you a LYFT." Clay told her.

"I can drive."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Sitting next to my front door talking to you."

"You know where we are...stay on the phone with me while you drive."

Fifteen minutes later when he heard her park he got up off the couch and walked to the front door and pulled her into his arms. Once they got in she saw how Sonny was laying with Stella and she couldn't fight the tears, "You all act like you are unbreakable."

"Come lay down, we have to go in in a few hours." When Lisa just nodded he led her into the bedroom where they climbed into the bed. Clay next to Stella and Lisa on the other side of him.

"I take it slumber parties are not a common thing for Team Guys?" Stella whispered.

"Not when they are home." Lisa smiled, leaning her head into Clay's shoulder.

"Bravo looks out." Clay said, squeezing Stella's hand.

"Pretty Boys fault." Sonny mumbled.

"Says the one who doesn't get emotional." Davis snickered.

"I don't get emotional."

"Go to sleep Cowboy." Clay said as he closed his eyes, quickly drifting to sleep.