AN: Sorry it took so long, but my laptop keeps shutting itself off. And I had to rewrite part of this chapter. I don't really like the ending, but I couldn't think of anything else. Sorry if they seem OOC, and I have no medical knowledge.
This hurts, almost as bad as when Foyet shot me. I haven't opened my eyes yet, I'm afraid this feeling will be just fantasy and I'm still laying on my floor, or worse… I'll be dead.
I'll be dead and I won't be able to see Jack and Emily again. I'm fighting, I've never stopped fighting, yet I feel it's useless.
I feel something warm on my hand and I hear sobs, but where do they come from? I'm too tired to think, I just want to sleep. But those sobs don't stop, and as I focus I can see who they belong to. Emily.
If this means what I think it means, then I'm not dead. The pain I'm feeling confirms it. I'm alive.
I want to open my eyes to see Emily, to assure her everything is alright; but my lids feel heavy. But with all the strength I can muster, I open them. It takes a while to adjust, but then I can see Emily sobbing, sitting in a chair next to the bed I'm lying in. I try to speak, but my throat is dry. All of sudden she looks up and sees me. A torrent of emotions pass through her face, and I try to smile.
"You're awake." She states with a smile.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
"Wait, I'll hand you some water." And she does.
I sip the water and feel my throat loosen up a bit.
"Hey," is the first thing I say.
She smiles again, a look of relieve on her face.
"I'll call the doctor," she says.
"Wait." I start. "Where are the others?" I don't know what has happened after I got unconscious.
"Garcia, JJ and Reid went home to sleep, then came back and left again. I have to call them though. And Dave and Derek are outside."
I nod. "Have you… have any of you seen my apartment?" I ask.
She bits her lip. "Uhhh… I haven't, but Dave and Morgan have."
"How long have I been out?"
"Almost thirty hours. How are you feeling?"
"I don't know… weak, a bit dizzy…"
"Do you want me to call the doctors?" She asks once again.
I shake my head. "Bring Derek and Dave in."
She nods and turns to the door.
Within five minutes she's back with the two of them.
"Good to see you awake, man." Derek says.
I nod and smile.
"Is he… is he dead?" I ask.
The three of them share a look, and Dave answers.
"Yes. Foyet is dead."
I sigh in relief. Those are my three favourite words at the moment.
"Good."
"So how are you feeling?" This time Derek asks.
"Tired but fine." I answer.
He nods. "In that case we'll be leaving, so that you can rest."
I agree and say goodbye to them, but Emily stays.
We stay in silence and I'm starting to fall asleep when she says. "The doctor should have a look at you."
I sigh but let her have her way. Twenty minutes later the doctor is leaving my bedroom saying that I only need to rest and take it easy for the next weeks, but otherwise I'm recovering just fine.
"Told you." I smile.
"I just wanted to be sure."
"So what have I missed in these thirty hours?" I ask.
"Nothing much. We've just been waiting, and well, Dave and Derek went to your apartment, but we haven't heard anything since then."
I nod.
"I want to get out of here." I say and she laughs. I smile, I love her laughter.
We are in silence for a few minutes until her voice startles me.
"I love you." She says for the first time.
I stare at her until a smile appears on my face.
These three words are my favorite ones from now on.
"I love you too." I simply add.
AN: Ok, so I may add an epilogue, not sure yet. Probably. As soon as I can, although I don't know when that will be, but I try ;) Thanks for reading and reviewing :D
