Alright, so I've updated with three chapters- enjoy! (btw, who else is lovin' the Ewan and Elizabeth scenes on the show? Matt, Ewan, and now Robin's pushing Patrick at her, she's dominating the hospital now? lol, and Monica's snarky attitude is super annoying! It feels so out of character! I mean now that everybody knows the "truth" about Jake then shouldn't somebody fill her in on the "truth" about her knew daughter in law? i.e. she did let Jake get kidnapped at some point here people!) Sorry, I'm ranting, ignore me- thanks for reading!

Ewan checked his watch for the third time- it was 8pm. He had an appointment right now with a patient who was rather late. Or maybe they just weren't going to show up, Ewan thought as he closed an open file. The patient worked days so he had agreed to see him at 8- because after all, he didn't leave work until then anyways.

Ewan knew that today Elizabeth was working the late shift and smiled at the thought of the petite brunette. The young mom had enough baggage to put an airline out of business, Ewan shook his head, had been the star of his thoughts since he fished her out of the Port Charles Harbor a few weeks ago. Coming to Port Charles had been a last desperate resort, but Ewan was surprised at how well things had been shaping up. It certainly was unexpected.

Elizabeth was getting off for her break in a few minutes and Ewan wondered if she would join him for tea, or coffee. He reached for the phone; he was going to call her at the front desk first. He'd ask if she had seen his patient, and then ask her if she'd let him join her on her break. He dialed the numbers, surprised at how eager he was to hear her voice. He was doing his best to avoid acknowledging this unusual draw that Elizabeth held for him.

The phone didn't have a dial tone. That was odd. Ewan tried again, still no tone. He walked toward his office door and peered through the window. From the small window in the door to his office he had a side view of the nurses' station on the fourth floor. He couldn't believe what he saw. Sitting on the floor around the station was all the doctors, nurses, and aids that worked the floor, and guarding them was a few armed men in black masks.

It was so bizarre that Ewan couldn't really believe what he saw himself. When a nurse sitting on the floor made eye contact with him and shook her head vigorously he backed away from the door.

He leaned against the wall and pulled out his phone and dialed the police. The operator who answered forwarded him to the PCPD who forwarded him directly to the cellphone of Mac Scorpio, the chief.

"Where are you Dr. Keenan?" Mac asked him. What Ewan told him, he insisted that Ewan stay inside his office and either get under his desk or in a closet.

"What are the PCPD planning to do?" Ewan asked, whispering.

"Dr. Keenan- Ewan- my family is in that building. People I've known and cared about for years- we will do everything humanly possible to get all of you out unharmed. I'd appreciate if you called us directly every ten minutes and keep your phone on vibrate so that we can contact you. The important thing is that you keep yourself safe and avoid becoming a casualty."

Ewan crawled into his closet and shut the door. Robin Scorpio was Mac's daughter, and Dr. Drake was her husband. He was pretty sure that one of them was on duty inside the hospital somewhere. There were patients, and nurses, doctors, and other personnel. And there was Elizabeth. Elizabeth.

Ewan knew that Elizabeth always kept her phone on vibrate inside her scrubs. He could call her. But he didn't want to put her in danger, for all he knew she could be sitting alongside another doctor or nurse at the nurses' station just a floor below him. But the thought of her being in danger deeply unsettled him. He couldn't handle the thought of any harm coming to the woman he pulled from the water all those nights ago. So he did the selfish thing and quickly typed out a text to her: "Liz- r we on 4 coffee?"- He figured an innocent text wouldn't alert anybody who might have her phone.

He waited for a response. He knew better then to expect one- but every second dragged on until his phone vibrated in his hand. He drew a sigh of relief when he saw it was Elizabeth.

"Ewan- I am in an empty room on the 3rd floor. They've taken the whole floor hostage. Took cellphones, and shot a woman. Sam McCall and Jason Morgan are here. They were brought in with a few car crash victims. Sam convinced one of the men to put the shot woman in a room."

Ewan's phone vibrated with another message.

"I called the police and spoke 2 Mac. Briefly. I want 2 go see her. I need help. I don't know what to do. I'm scared. Where r u? Please tell me u r not in the hospital?"

Ewan texted back: "So glad that you are not in danger. I am in my office in the closet. I spoke to Mac too. They have taken this floor hostage too. Do u know what they want?"

Ewan waited for her response and looked around him. In the spare light from his phone and a crack in the door, Ewan noticed that there was a large air vent against the right wall of the closet. It occurred to him suddenly that the vent was large enough for him to fit through.

Ewan quickly texted Elizabeth: "What room r u in?"