"How is he." Nearly everyone said spontaneously, including the Mayor and Commissioner. The surgeon assistant, eyes widen.

"Jamison-" the surgeon assistant began

"He goes by Jamie, not Jamison, sorry i just thought you should know." Mary trembled. The assistant politely smiled.

"My apologies, Jamie is in critical condition, he's still in surgery, the bullet missed his heart by two inch and missed all major organs but struck a serious artery, Dr. Henderson is still work on him but I just thought I'd updated.".

"Thank you so much." The nurse nodded and returned behind the ER doors.

"Frank I'm going to assign you and your family a detail.. Issac is former NYPD, although many things have changed in 25 years, some stayed the same. We have no idea what he's planning next so when Jamie gets out of surgery two officers of your choice will be outside his room."

"Thank you, commissioner." Mary thanked him.

"And Frank don't worry about disciplinary action as of right now, be there for Jamie, tell him that 1pp is rooting for him and will have a special gift for him on the 14th floor when he recovers." Frank thanked the two for their hospitality. After the two men departed the Reagan's, Frank, Danny and Joe continued to have a haunted look in their eyes, Frank's look worst of all.

"What did you see Frank?" Mary asked.

"What did I see?" He repeated.

"Your look, your haunted by something." She knows her husband to well.

"You don't want to know." Henry and the rest of the group who was there, looked up.

"We do." Frank looked up to to the ceiling placing one hand on his hip, his lip quivering and tears threatened to fall.

"Jamie.. Jamie was running to me when Isaac shot him. I saw the happiness leave his face in seconds when he was shot. I-i," Joe and Danny winced at the vivid memory "I felt his fear and his pain when he was in my arms," Frank was unsure if he should even say the last part. "He opened his eyes shortly after and he tried to speak but blood came out instead, I thought he had-" Mary fell into uncontrollable sob.

"I'm sorry." Frank told her. Maybe he had gone into too much detail.

"Don't be." She whispered.


The clock read 10:57 Isaac was pacing back-and-forth. Dallas and Andrew sat and watched, Andrew surprised about what he had heard, Isaac shooting the kid, Dallas was let in on the plan ahead of time, even encouraged it.

"I didn't know you were going to shoot the kid, i thought you liked him." Andrew said, reminding him about his statement from yesterday. Isaac stopped.

"You didn't see the look on Frank's face when the kid hit the floor, he was ripped apart... Not Jail or losing his job could have ever done." Isaac excitement disappeared for a second. "Although.. i feel bad for the kid, shame his father is Frank, but it is what it is."

"Boss its 11!" Dallas reminded.

"Shhh." Isaac pressed. The tv screen shined to life. The the screen read breaking news

"Hello everyone, I'm Sherry Flacco, tonight we bring you breaking news outside of the city in Yonkers, New York. 25 year NYPD veteran Lieutenant Frank Reagan, son of former Commissioner Henry Reagan. Lieutenant Reagan also has two other sons with the department, Detective Daniel Reagan, Rookie Officer Joseph Reagan. We have reports of Lieutenant Reagan son, sixteen year old Jamison Reagan, was kidnapped, by his ex partner Isaac Anderson" Isaac's picture showed on the screen, "it's unknown why we are just learning of the sixteen year old's disappearance but we have confirmed reports that the sixteen year old known as Jamie to his friends and family is currently in critical condition, following a gunshot wound, it's unclear where but we will have a live joint statement from the Commissioner and Mayor and Surgeon outside of New York Presbyterian Hospital at 6 am tomorrow morning. We will be bringing that to you-" Isaac lowered volume.

"Critical condition." Isaac spat in a disgustingly.

"I thought you said you shot him in the heart." Dallas questioned. Isaac punched the wall.

"I thought I had!" Isaac screamed in anger, he was suppose to kill Jamie not injure.

"You're a bad shot, I should've shoot the kid, he would've been dead before he hit the ground." Dallas spat.

"I haven't shot a gun in nearly 25 years! I should kill you right now." Isaac threatened.

"What now." Andrew was un-patiently eager.

"Now? Now? We go to New York Presbyterian…" Dallas suggested. Isaac paced.

"No way, we'll never be able to get in." Isaac responded. "The whole hospital will on locked down." Dallas and Andrew began to argue in ways to get to the hospital.

"Welp... i'm out." Silence fell in the room.

"What!" Dallas and Andrew simultaneously.

"I'm leaving,"

"Where?" Dallas questioned.

"Probably to Cuba, or maybe the Dominican republic I haven't decided yet." Isaac walked off.

"What about us!" Andrew panicked, "The kid saw us!" he knows he'll never be able to go back to his life in Albany.

"I'm not going a mile within that hospital." Isaac said flatly. Dallas and Andrew stood up following Isaac into the next room. "Besides Dallas, Frank and his delinquents already seen you." Issac grabbed a suitcase from the closet.

"I was yards away, they'll never have a positive ID." Dallas tried to sound convincing, Isaac shruged.

"The fact that I'm out there somewhere will leave Frank wondering," Isaac knelt on the floor to grab his stacks of money, putting them into his suitcase. "He'll never be able to sleep knowing i'm around somewhere, so yes, unfortunately I was unable to kill Jamison, but in the end I won." He continued to pack, his back turned to his associates. Andrew backed up slowly and grabbed the pistol off the table. He shot Isaac execution style in the back of the head.

"What the fuck! Andrew!" Dallas jumped onto the bed his hands up.

"Fuck that! I am not going to prison! No fucking way, I should've never signed onto this in the first place, that fucking kid can ID us. i'll never be able to go back to my life in Albany!" Andrew panicked.

"So why did you kill him!"

"He would have be captured sooner than later, he could've gave us up, we need to get into the city and kill that kid." Dallas sat in thought, his hand still up. "You have kids in Queens, and you're willing to throw it away?"

"Alright, what's the plan."


Frank turned the TV off, he was surprised to see what happened was shown on almost every known international television networks. He kept his hand interlock with Jamie's, Jamie's physical appearance was very different, his skin is pain, it's obvious he lost a great amount of weight. he also had a tube going down his throat because he can't breathe on his own yet. hours after Jamie was moved into his room Mary finally fell asleep laying her head on Frank's lap, so much crying made her exhausted. Only two were allowed into the room at a time. Erin had taken Henry home as soon as Jamie was settled into his room, she tried to take Danny and Joe along but refused to leave Jamie they both sat in the waiting room, it was 5:45 in the morning and the two were wide awake, exhausted but wide awake trapped in their thoughts. Angela and Linda left shortly after Jamie was in ICU, their attempts failed as well trying to get Joe and Danny to return home and get rest.

"Are you hungry?" Joe broke hour's of silence.

"No." Danny plainly answered. Besides his father and mother he was taking this the hardest, Jamie is his baby brother and Danny feels as if he didn't do enough to protect him.

"Twenty five years." All Frank Manage to say.

"What?" The two boys faced their father.

"Twenty five years on the job." Franks voice broke. "And I never took a bullet, but somehow my sixteen year old son takes one right through the chest."

"Dad." Danny was at a lost of words.

"Please don't do this dad." Joe's eyes filled with tears.


TBC

yes Isaac is gone ! please REVIEW…. IM BACK! School completely consumed me! But here I am hope I didn't lose any of you, please re-read and review, knowing someone is reading what I'm writing makes me want to write more!