Author's Note:

Ok...so I had planned to only make this story two chapters long, but the longer this one got, the need for a third chapter arose.

I hope you enjoy this one as much as the last.

Ranger's POV

I punch the red 'Stop' button on the treadmill and come to a stand still. Something is wrong, I can feel it. Just as I grab my towel to wipe my sweat from my face, Woody comes rushing in with a small cage.

"Boss, Rex was left outside in front of the Visitors Entrance" He informs me and hands me two pieces of paper "And this was rolled up and pushed into the top."

I grab the and quickly unfold it. 'My Merry Men, take good care of him. I hope the Boss won't mind him taking up residence in the breakroom. Thank you for all you have done for me. I love you guys and every single one of you is awesome, kind and I couldn't have wished for better Guardian Angels, (But work on smiling and talking a little more ;) ) Love Steph'

This sounds like a Suicide Letter and if this one didn't make my heart stop beating, the one she wrote for me on the back, surely did the job.

'Ranger, thank you for saving me for all these years. I am sorry, I caused so much trouble and hurt for you and your men. I love you, and have for a very long time. My biggest regret is not telling you and making a decision a lot sooner. I wish you all the happiness in the world, you deserve it. I love you, Batman!'

In anger, I crumble up the two notes and take a deep breath. I need to find her. I need to make sure she is okay. She cannot be gone, this cannot be it! "Find her, NOW" I bark at Woody, who is already halfway out of the room, by the time I get the words out.

I quickly take a two second shower in the locker room, to get the sweat off me and find myself dressed in the control room, ready to start a nationwide search, 5 minutes later. I have already tried calling her, but there was no answer on her phone.

"REPORT" I bark at Manny and Jason sitting in front of the monitors and half a dozen guys around them. Someone must have told them what is going on, because they are all suited up and ready to bounce.

"Her car and earrings show her at Point Pleasant. Have been there more a couple of hours, without movement" Manny reports and brings her trackers up on the screen.

I quickly press speed dial 3 and after one ring Hector picks up "Check on her right now!" I order and hang up.

"CALL 911! Hal with me, you are flying the chopper" I shout, as I am already half way across the room. "Bobby!" Not only am I glad that I had a foresight of buying a building with a helipad, but also I am glad that Hal and Woody had taken the chopper out for a ride yesterday and parked the bird on our roof.

"You think she committed suicide?" Bobby questions, after I showed him the letter on our way up to the roof. Hal has already run ahead to get the Chopper ready to go.

"I do" I reply shortly and try not to imagine the worst case scenario.

Hector's POV

"Check on her right now!" Ranger demands and the way he says it makes me panic. Surely she wouldn't or would she? I throw the door of the SUV open and start running towards Steph, not caring if the SUV will be stolen or not.

"Steph!" I shout across the beach, making a few people turn around, but don't get any response from the girl, currently lying in the sand.

I throw myself next to her into the sand and find an empty painkiller box and a empty bottle of vodka lying next to her. "Qué has hecho?" (What have you done) I mumble and feel her pulse, which is extremely weak and her breathing is shallow. "Someone call 911!" I shout and and flip her onto her side, try to make her vomit, but she seems to far gone already.

"No mueren en mí" (Don't die on me) I beg and my heart is beating erratically. I feel her pulse again, but it is gone. My instincts and training kick in and I immediately start CPR.

"What happened?" The EMT asks, as he comes to kneel next to me. I didn't even hear the sirens or him approaching.

"She tried to kill herself with these... Pulse is gone" I inform him and nod towards the empty box. and he immediately feels her pulse.

"There is a Pulse again, let's get her to the hospital." I help him and his colleague to load her onto the stretcher and into the ambulance.

The guy takes one look at me, standing there in the doorway and says "Quickly, hop in." I do as I am told and close the doors behind me.

The ride to the hospital has to be the longest 10 minutes of my life. The EMT, whose name tag reads 'Tod', hooks her up to the heart monitor immediately and the beeping of the machine assures me that she is not completely gone.

But just a few minutes later the constant beeping turns into one long beep, which makes my heart skip a beat or two and takes my breath away. She can't die!

Ranger's POV

Ten minutes into the flight, Lester voice rings through the radio. "Boss, Hec found her unconscious, with a bottle of vodka and pain meds. EMT's are taking her to the Ocean Medical Center on Jack Martin Boulevard."

"Hal, take us there!" I order and our Pilot alters his route accordingly. I cannot believe that she wants to take her life. My Babe knows that she can always talk to me, that she can always count on me.

"Don't beat yourself up about it. You couldn't have known" Bobby says, obviously guessing in which direction my mind is going.

The ride to the Hospital seems to take hours, instead of 20 minutes. Bobby and I hit the ground running as soon as Hal is just a meter above a near by Football field.

"We can only give out Information to Family members" The Nurse, whose name tag reads 'Berta', informs us with a sigh and in an annoyed tone. I assume, she has to repeat that multiple times a Day.

Just as I was about to shout at her, where to stuff her Family members Policy, Bobby jumps in. "Berta, I am Dr. Bobby Brown and this is Mr. Manoso, he holds the medical power for Miss Plum. Please inform the responsible Doctors that we need an update now." My friend says, leaving no room for arguments, while I keep pacing up and down behind him. This wouldn't happen in Trenton, they know me well enough to not question my authority.

"Please have a seat. Miss Plum is still being treated and as soon as the Doctors have news, they will let you know" Berta replies tightly.

"I want to…" I start up, but Bobby pushes me towards the waiting section.

"Give me a couple of minutes" He shoots me a pointed look and I sit down, with my arms crossed over chest, my gun clearly visible on my leg and my blank face firmly in place. Outwardly I look cool as a cucumber, as Steph may call it, but inside of me is a storm brewing.

Before I go in my mind down a very bad path, Bobby walks back towards me and motions to follow him. "Turns out dropping a few names, gets you anywhere these days" He mumbles as we walk through the 'Restricted Access' Doors.

Once we turn the corner, I spot Hector leaning against the wall, opposite a closed off room. "The EMT took one look at my Tattoo and didn't even try to keep me away from her" Hector says, before I can even ask the question. He too is wearing his blank face, but I can see it in his eyes that he too, is worried and upset. And an upset and angry Hector is a dangerous one. "I am sorry" he adds and looks through the window of the door, behind which we can watch the Doctors work on Steph.

"I thought she just wanted to see the beach, get away for a day or so...I should have known, as soon as she dropped of Rex at Rangemen, or at least as she didn't take any luggage…" Hector shakes his head, but his eyes stay on mine. "I fucked up. I am sorry and she may pay with her life!"

"She won't" Bobby assures him, but his word do nothing to ease my or Hector's pain.

There is no use to get angry at Hector, when I have only myself to blame. Yes, he should have done his job better, but I should have done a better job at just being there for her.

I figured that it was better to keep my distance for a couple of weeks, because she refused to talk to me or anyone for that matter. And then Uncle Sam with their very bad timing called. I had to go and train a new group of Special Ops Recruits. That's when I assigned Hector and Zero to follow her. They updated me twice a day and until yesterday she always stayed cooped up at home.

I got Ella to drop off some Food and I know that Lester and Hector broke into the apartment every night, to check up on her.

I only got back last night and I wanted to go and see her today; try to coax her out of the house and maybe even get her to stay at seven for a while.

Now... now it may all be too late. Babe, what did you do?

"FUCK" I shout and punch the wall a couple of times, leaving a satisfying dent in it. I heard my hand break and my knuckles are bleeding, but I cannot feel the pain. Everything is just numb, except from my heart, which is hurting so much, that it robs me of my ability to breathe, in turn I have to force air into my lunges.

"Boss" Hec calmly grabs my arm, to prevent me from hitting the wall again.

"Let me take a look at that" Bobby says and takes my hand roughly into his to inspect the wound. In that moment, I hear "She is coding again! Get me the Crash Cart!" from the inside Steph's Treatment room.

"NO" I scream and unwind myself from Hector's hold and storm into the room. "SAVE HER! Whatever it takes!"

Bobby steps in behind me and places a calming hand onto my shoulder. "Let them work Ranger….They are doing everything they can... Let's go…" He tucks on my shoulder, but I keep staring at Steph's lifeless form, which is being defibrillated.

"I want to stay" I say and the nurse, which came to kick me out of the room takes a look at the Doctor behind her, who only nods.

"You can stay, but you have to let us work" She says and walks back to join her Team, who by now have managed to get Steph's heart beating again.

"Bobby..." a voice, which faintly sound like mine, pleads.

"I will stay" my friend says, without me having to voice the question.

I watch how they pump out Steph's stomach and then wheel her into an observation room, where I take a seat next to Steph's bed. Bobby probably told them, that I would not move an inch from her side, as the nurses and Doctors leave me be.

"They don't know the extent of the damage, because she coded three times. They can only tell, if she wakes up" Bobby relies to me, what the Doctors told him. I am glad he has been running interference between me and them. I probably would have threatened the poor Doctor and his staff to do everything they can, to make her be alright.

"You mean, when she wakes" I correct him, because I don't like to go down the 'if' road.

"Uhh Boss...her family is here" Hector says, as he pops his head into the room. He appointed himself as Steph's Room Guard, until we have established a proper schedule. I already know that the volunteer list contains all of the Rangemen and not before long they will be fighting over who gets to watch her first.

"Make them go away" I tell him, without moving my eyes from Steph. "Or I might say or do something I will regret later."

"Copy that" Hec nods and closes the door silently behind himself.

"At least let her father in" Bobby says, but I immediately shake my head.

"No...when she wakes, she can have a say in who she wants to see and who not. But I hold her medical power and at the moment I get to decide. I believe that they do not deserve to be in here nor does Steph need the negativity." I answer and look at him, daring him to disagree with me.

He only nods and leaves the room, leaving me alone with Steph.

"Quedira, why did you do this?" I question out loud and intertwine my fingers with hers.

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