Don found himself alone in the break room midmorning. He sat down one of the chairs after getting his coffee and glanced back out into the bullpen. The day wasn't going well. No one ever liked days where there was nothing to do but paperwork, but today was different. He couldn't figure out why David and Megan seemed to be avoiding him. David was normally very talkative on these types of days and Megan normally spend time hovering over Don's shoulder, poking fun at his slow typing.

"Hey."

Don looked up as Liz entered and made her way towards the coffee.

"Hey, do you know what's going on?" he asked her.

"Going on with what?"

"David and Megan; they haven't said one word to me all day. You haven't noticed?"

"I think they feel a little guilty going against you Friday night," Liz said. "Add to the fact that Kailey and Colby aren't even here…."

Don stared.

"They didn't call any of you guys?"

"It went that bad?" Liz asked, reading the expression on his face.

Don shook his head, not having expected to be the one to pass on the news.

"Gary Walker's team was ambushed in a gang bust Friday night."

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Colby awoke from a light doze and squinted into the bright hospital waiting room at the clock. He had been asleep for a half hour. He glanced over at Kailey who was still buried in the informational handouts the nurses had given her. He hesitated before reaching for her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Morning sunshine," she teased, though there was only a hint of a smile on her face.

"News?" he asked, not knowing if he had slept through anything.

"Not yet," she sighed, looking back down at the paper. Colby bit his lip; he hated seeing Kailey look so down and defeated, but he couldn't blame her. Having worked with Lieutenant Walker for multiple cases over the years, it hadn't been easy to hear what went down. LAPD had told them that the lieutenant's squad had been met with a lot of fire power upon entering the subject's house. Two cops were dead and another three, including Walker, were being treated for serious injuries. Walker had taken several bullets to his vest, causing a few broken ribs and a punctured lung. He was also hit in the shoulder and in his left leg. The doctors had managed to remove all the bullets and repair his lung during surgeries on Friday and Saturday. After a day of observation and MRI's, he was currently in surgery again for partial knee replacement as the bullet had shattered his kneecap.

He watched as Kailey turned the pages of the pamphlet again. He sighed, knowing quite well that she had probably read it over a hundred times by now. Reaching over, he pulled them out of her hands and placed them down on the table.

"You're going to over-stress yourself," he said.

"I know, I know."

"Come here," he said, reaching over and pulling her into a one-armed hug. "He'll be okay."

She nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head hugged a little tighter.

"Hey," Kailey said after a few minutes of silence. "Thanks for, well, everything."

"Anytime," he said. "Well, unless I get ordered otherwise by Don of course."

Kailey smiled and shook her head.

"Ms. Danvers?"

Kailey immediately stood up as a nurse approached.

"Yes?"

"Doctor Stanco is cleaning up but will be ready to speak to you soon about your uncle."