When Graham and I received the call, we figured it would be just a routine robbery. I certainly hasn't expected the woman who had intruders in her house to be someone I recognized, but she was. Graham and I had been partners since I'd started, him on the force for eight years, and me for five. We pulled up to the house, and I noticed a young blond woman outside, and she looked relieved to see us pull up. She looked familiar, but I couldn't exactly place where I knew her from. We got out, and spoke to her, and then went into the house. The first level was clear, so Graham and I went upstairs to check if anyone was up there. We ran into a person, and he pulled out a gun and aimed it at Graham. I fired off a shot, hitting the man in his left arm, but I was too late. Graham had been shot, and was lying on the ground. The man ran down the stairs and out of the house, and I grabbed my walkie and yelled that an officer was down, and we needed an ambulance. After the voice came through that they were on their way, I heard two quick gunshots, and I prayed that Emma was okay. I pressed my hands against the gunshot on Graham's shoulder, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Stay with me, Graham. The ambulance will be here soon, please, just stay with me." I said.
"Hey, Killian, you need to go check on her. I'll be fine." Graham said, pressing his hand over mine.
"Is that what you want?" I inquired.
"It is. I heard those gunshots earlier. Go make sure she's okay, Killian." Graham said.
"I will, Graham. Don't go anywhere." I said, standing up.
"I won't." Graham said. I walked down the stairs and out of the house. Not seeing Ms. Swan, I looked around the yard, until I spotted a foot next to a planter, near the road. I ran over, and noticed she was bleeding profusely from her ribcage. I kneeled next to her, pressing the wound to make the bleeding lessen. At that moment, the ambulance pulled up. The EMT's emerged, and ran towards where we were. When they took over trying to stop the bleeding, I grabbed my walkie again, radioing that we needed another ambulance. I walked over the the EMT's and ask if two could come and see my partner's gunshot wound. They followed me in, and we go to where Graham is. He's lying there, pale and breathing shallowly. The EMT's start putting pressure on his wound, and soon after, another ambulance arrives, and the EMT's run into the house. I left the house, and go to check on Ms. Swan.
"How is she doing?" I inquire.
"She's lost a bit of blood, but other than that, she's doing well." An EMT said, as the others were loading her into the ambulance. The driver climbed in, and the ambulance pulled away, it's sirens blaring. Soon after, Graham was brought out and put into the second ambulance. I went to the front door of Ms. Swan's house, took her purse from inside and locked the door. Afterwards, I climbed into my cruiser, and sped towards the hospital.
I entered into the hospital parking lot, and hastily parked the car. I grabbed Ms. Swan's purse, jumped out of the car, I ran into the hospital.
"Have Ms. Swan and Officer Graham come in yet?" I inquired at the desk.
"They just came in, and are being prepped for surgery." The nurse answered. I went towards the waiting room, and reached into Ms. Swan's purse to find her phone. I pull it out, and start going through her contacts until I reach one that says Dad. I press it, and hold the phone up to my ear.
"Emma, hey. Are you coming to pick up Henry soon?" Emma's Dad inquired.
"Mr. Swan, my name is Officer Jones. Emma called for the police earlier this afternoon, and when we arrived at her place, my partner and I encountered an armed intruder. When he was fleeing, he shot Emma. She's doing fine, but she's having surgery to remove the bullet." I explained.
"What hospital is she at?" He asked.
"Saint Brigid's Hospital in the emergency department." I replied.
"Thank you, Officer Jones. We're on our way." He answered. I hung up to the phone, and leaned back, knowing that now would there would be a lot of waiting. After a few minutes, a family walked in, and looked around. They headed towards me, and I realized that this must be Emma's family.
"I'm David Nolan, this is my wife, Mary Margaret, and this is our grandson, Henry." David said, holding out his hand. I stood up, and took his hand.
"I'm Officer Killian Jones," I replied. "I think I was friends with your daughter when we were younger?"
"Mrs. Swan, here is Emma's purse." I said, handing her the bag.
"Thank you, Officer Jones. You wouldn't have happened to grow up around here, would you? Where's your partner?" Mary Margaret inquired.
"I did, actually. I lived over on Patrick Street. My partner is in surgery, as well." I replied.
"Wait-you used to play with Emma when you were little, didn't you? I'm sorry to hear your partner was shot." David said.
"I did. Thank you. I'm sorry about what happened to Emma." I replied.
"Emma Swan's family and Officer Graham Bell's partner?" A doctor said.
"That's us." David said, turning towards him. We walked over, and he took is in a room.
"Emma and Graham are both out of surgery, awake, and doing well. They'll need to remain here under observation, but they are both fine." The doctor said.
"Thank you, doctor." Mary Margaret said, as he led us toward their rooms. David, Mary Margaret and Henry walked into the first room, and walked into the second.
"Hey, Killian." Graham said.
"Hey, Graham. How are you feeling?" I asked.
"I've been better. How's Ms. Swan?" Graham inquired.
"She was shot, as well, but she's expected to make a full recovery." I replied.
"I'm glad." Graham said, leaning back against the pillows. I sat next to Graham's bed, and we talk for a bit longer. A few minutes later, David, Henry and Mary Margaret came in, and told me that Emma was asking for me. I go next door, and they stay behind, talking to Graham.
"How are you feeling, Ms. Swan?" I inquire, sitting next to her bed.
"Just a little sore. Please, just call me Emma. How's Graham?" Emma asked.
"He's doing well. Did you recognize the man who broke into your home?" I inquire.
"I didn't, sorry," Emma replied. "We used to be friends, didn't we?"
"We did," I replied, smiling at her. We continue to talk for a while, and right as I was about to leave, an announcement comes over the speakers, paging the doctors for a code blue. Emma's son and Mom came back into her room, looking pale and shaky.
"Mom, what's wrong? What happened? Where's Dad?" Emma asked, trying to push herself off the bed and gasping in pain. Emma's Dad came into the room then, and hurried over to her bed.
"No, no, don't move, Emma. Mary Margaret, could you take Henry to the cafeteria for something?" David said. Mary Margaret and Henry left the room, and David turns toward me.
"Killian...I'm sorry. We were talking to Graham, then he said he felt off, and before we could call the nurse he coded. He didn't make it. I'm so sorry, Killian." David said. I ran out of Emma's room, and over to Graham's. When I walked in, the nurse was switching off the machines.
"No, no, no." I muttered, moving towards his bed.
"What happened to him?" I asked.
"He had a blood clot caused by the bullet. It dislodged and caused him to have a heart attack. I'm sorry, officer." The nurse said.
"Thank you." I replied, reaching in my pocket to call the precinct. I had briefly called them after Graham came out of surgery, but now I had to call them again.
"Hello, Chief Cavanagh." I said.
"Hello, Killian. How's Graham doing?" She inquired.
"Chief, there were complications, and Graham didn't make it." I whispered.
"I'm coming, okay, Killian? I'll be there soon." Chief Cavanagh replied.
"Okay, Chief. I'll see you soon." I said, hanging up and sitting next to Graham's bed.