Author's note: No worries about leaving you hanging. I'll be updating regularly, probably daily.
It happened in a flash. As Sue rose from her desk, she closed her eyes and wavered. Before anyone else had a chance to react, Jack was beside her, neatly catching her in his arms as she fainted. By the time the others started towards them, he'd sat down in her chair, settling her on his lap. Surprisingly, he nuzzled her hair as he waited for her to come to.
"Jack, I think she should see a doctor," Lucy was the first to verbalize everyone else's thoughts.
"She's OK. Just give her a moment," Jack mumbled, as he held Sue close.
"She's not OK. It's not like Sue to faint," Tara pointed out.
"If you don't take her to the hospital, I will," Lucy argued.
Jack stood up immediately. With Sue cradled in his arms he headed towards the door, followed closely by Levi. When he reached the elevators Lucy was behind him, carrying his jacket, Sue's coat and handbag, as well as her own. From the determined set in her jaw he knew she intended to go with them, and there would be no talking her out of it. Admittedly he was going to need help, if only to push the elevator button and open his car door. By the time the elevator arrived, the rest of the team had joined them.
"Don't think for a moment that we're going to wait in the bullpen to find out if Thomas is OK," Myles stated bluntly.
Jack was about to argue the futility of all of them coming along, when Sue began to stir. She opened her eyes groggily, focusing on the man carrying her.
"Where are we going, Jack?" she mumbled.
"Hospital," he answered, unsure if she was even able to read his lips.
Lucy drew a cross on Sue's arm with her index and middle fingers, hoping her friend would recognize the sign. Apparently she did, because she nodded and closed her eyes as she rested her head against Jack's shoulder. As relieved as they all were that Sue had regained consciousness, the fact that she made no objections to going to the hospital only increased their worries. Either she was feeling too ill to protest or so ill she wished to go, but neither was hopeful.