Disclaimer: No harm intended just showing my love of the show.

Medical Disclaimer: if you haven't figured it out by now…I know nothing. I just love to spout BS and hope it at least sounds legit.

John Doe

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"Nana's not answering." Alec said when voice mail picked up again. Ending the call Alec hit redial.

Nate glanced into the rear view mirror before turning his attention back to the road, thankful that the traffic was light at such an early hour. "I'm sure it's due to interference from the buildings and hospital equipment." Nate said trying to reassure the team.

"No man you don't understand…this is my phone…I gave her MY cell. There ain't anything blockin' my signal." Alec shook his head in frustration when again his call went unanswered.

"We left him there." Parker whispered.

"What was that Parker?" Sophie asked, twisting in her seat trying to see the thief.

"We were there, and we just left him all alone."

"He ain't alone Parker, Nana and Aunt Millie are there." Alec replied before finally giving up his efforts to reach the woman.

"What I want to know is why he didn't have his emergency contact information on him." Nate muttered. The others could hear not only the worry for their teammate in Nate's voice but also a hint of anger directed at the younger man. Nate had very few demands that he made of the team, but having some form of id on them at all time, be it an ID used for cons or the clean ID they used in their everyday life, was one of the biggest.

"I stole it." Parker replied as she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a billfold, all but throwing the item at Sophie as if it burned her to touch it.

"Parker, we've talked about this, you don't steal from your friends." Sophie shook her head as she turned the wallet over in her hands, her fingers smoothing over the worn leather.

"When I was little I use to run away when people didn't like me. I didn't want Eliot to run away. If I had his stuff I knew he'd have to retrieve it because that's his job."

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Millie watched as the first tear slipped down her sister's cheek. "Nancy, what's wrong?" Millie wanted to reach out to her sister but she just couldn't seem to break her connection to the young man not now when she could feel the shivering growing stronger.

Nancy tore her eyes away from the boy meeting her sisters questioning eyes briefly before turning and rushing from the room.

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Alec leaned against the information desk his hands itching to snatch the keyboard away from the girl currently trying to pull up information on their friend. He cringed every time he watched the woman peck at the keyboard.

"What was that description again sir?"

Anger flared in Nate's eyes. "5'10, between 150 and 160 lbs, blue eyes, and shoulder length brown hair. Look I just really want to find my brother."

"I understand sir I'm doing my best to help you find him, I just need some more information. Now is your brother Male or Female?"

"Seriously? Are you that stupid." Nate's voice rose attracting the attention of people passing by, fortunately one of those people happened to be a nurse coming off duty.

"Sir, can I help you." The woman asked.

Nate was still staring disbelievingly at the receptionist, trying to fathom how the girl had ever been hired. Sophie spoke up. "My husband is trying to find his brother we were told that he was brought in overnight."

"I worked the ER last night, can you give me some information?"

"Blue eyes, brown hair, he was shot in a diner robbery." Sophie recited the information they had been giving the receptionist for the last 15 minutes.

"Millie's young man…I was part of his team."

"Is he okay? Can you tell us where he is?" Nate asked turning eagerly toward the nurse.

"We managed to get him stabilized and sent him into surgery. Hang on let me call upstairs and see what I can find out."

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Mille was startled when the young man's eyes flew open and he began struggling to onto his right side, his left hand reaching over to hold his stomach and a scream of pain escaping his lips. Millie reached out to try to force him back into his previous position. "Sweetheart you have to be still."

"Shi…" Eliot began but the pain in his stomach intensified as the muscles cramped and he began to gag.

Understanding what was about to happen Millie pressed the call button and reached for the plastic basin on the night stand. She was trying to hold the basin in place when the nurse rushed into the room. The nurse pressed the emergency call button on the wall by the head of the bed then reached out to support the young man's head with one hand and using the other to help apply pressure to the surgical wound on his right side.

"Linda what do you need." A voice came over the intercom.

"I need a dose of Antiemetic's, Phenergan should be on the cart and Page Dr. Miller." Linda called out.

"I don't know what happened, he was sleeping then he just got sick." Millie voice shook as she told the nurse. She looked back at the young man, he was no longer vomiting but was racked with dry heaves that had tears escaping his tightly clenched eyes.

"It's not uncommon after surgery, and after emergency surgery when food hasn't been limited it's even more common." Linda informed her never taking her focus off her patient. "Okay honey, I'm gonna help you roll back okay."

"Nooo. Please." Eliot moaned.

Linda motioned for Millie to remove the basin. "I know you're hurting honey, I'm going to get you something that will make you feel better but I need to be sure you haven't hurt yourself." The door flew open and a man Mille assumed was Dr. Miller entered followed by another nurse.

Millie relinquished her spot by the bed and moved into the corner, she felt like she was trapped in a nightmare as she watched the team work. It took the efforts of both Dr. Miller and Linda to force the young man out of his fetal position and onto his back. The man's cries of pain had Millie's stomach in knots. The third nurse was busy checking to be sure that the IV line had not shifted or pulled free, finding everything secure she cleaned one of the ports with an alcohol wipe then popped the cap off a syringe injecting it into the line and repeating the process with a second syringe.

When the medication began taking affect and the patient gave into the pull of sleep Dr. Miller moved to the right side of the bed, both Nancy and the remaining nurse stepped gracefully out of the way. Moving the twisted blanket aside he motioned for the nurse to help him remove the soiled gown. Removing the bandage from the surgical site the Doctor began checking for damage. "The drain needs to be emptied, it looks like he popped at least two of the stitches." Looking down he saw the dark color of the liquid in the cath. Bag, he'd been expecting blood due to the original injury but the amount was still worrying. "Okay, call radiology I want an abdominal CT scan. We need to be sure he hasn't undone all my hard work."

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Nate, Sophie, Alec, and Parker followed the Nurse along the hallway toward the Elevators. "They moved him to eighth floor about an hour ago. It looks like surgery went well and he was resting. I'm sure your brother will be fine. I called ahead, just stop at the nurse's station. Linda is on call tonight, she'll be able to take you to his room."

"Thank you so much for all your help." Nate shook the woman's hand.

"You're welcome Mr. Baker. "

Nate leaned against the rear of the elevator he really, really wanted a drink right now, but that wasn't an option.

Parker kept shifting closer to the older man seeking reassurance that what the nurse said was true. Nate lifted his arm and placed it over her shoulders, pulling her into a loose hug. "Don't worry Parker, we're here now, we'll make sure Eliot is okay."

The speaker inside the elevator crackled to life. "Paging Dr. Miller…..Dr Miller you're needed to 817 stat."

TBC