There's a lingering depression in the basement of the barbershop as James wanders around in defeat. The backup and ambulances have left the scene and gone back to their respected places. It is just James and Harvey left now, still trying to find some clue to where their partner is. It's the early morning, at least one in the morning, but neither of the detectives bother to check.

Eventually, a box is shoved out of pure rage by James while he looks in the basement by himself. His eyes are like flames and he looks as though he's prepared to rip his own hair out. His foot stomps on where the box was, producing and extremely hollow sound. Looking down, all rage now replaced by confusion, James raises an eyebrow at the puddle of blood he's standing in. The two men who'd killed themselves blood.

That's when he sees it. An outline of a door in the ground cut like cracks to seem less suspicious. His eyes go wide and he yells for Harvey as loud as he can. "Bring something like a lever!" he calls up to Harvey before his partner can come down.

Minutes later, Harvey comes back down with the scissors from before. James sticks it down in one of the cracks before using it to make the door pop open. The only thing that greets them is the darkness of the room.

The substance used to drug Kira and worn off in the almost two hours since it had been turned off. The lights turn on in the empty room as James and Harvey come down and find the switch. While James is facing the switch, Harvey is looking straight ahead at Kira on the table laying unconscious. He immediately runs to the girl, followed by James when the other man notices.

"Assholes locking her up like this," Harvey complains to himself, trying to find a switch to get rid of the metal bonds. Eventually, he finds it on the underside of the table. It's just a small button locking and unlocking the metal bonds, but it sure as hell works.

James can't help but stare at the gaping hole in Kira's dress where instead of blue dress, there's dried blood. He attempts to ignore that fact and goes back to checking his younger partner's vitals. Not showing it, the man is terrified on the inside as he watched his partner lie unconscious.

Behind him, Harvey is on the phone with Sarah again saying, "Yeah, we need another ambulance. We found her but she's not in good shape." He glances back at his partner with a frown as something he was thinking slips from his mouth. "Poor kid, didn't deserve what she got."

"No, she didn't, did she?" Sarah comments quietly. The clicking of her calling an ambulance on another phone is evident to Harvey as he watches James and Kira. The blonde girl's head is facing the side now that there's no a brace holding it in place. Her cheeks are stained from all of her tears, her hair is a mess, and she just looks beat up in general. "There's another ambulance on the way right now," Sarah interrupts Harvey's thoughts.

Hanging up the phone and putting it in his pocket, Harvey walks over to his partner's limp body with James. "She's got a pulse, I'm just not sure for how long," James tells Harvey silently. The younger detective sighs as he hears the siren's of an ambulance mere minutes later. Soon, Kira is loaded into the back of the vehicle and taken to the hospital, leaving her two partner's to either go home or keep searching.

Deciding to do both, Harvey and James collect more evidence before loading into the car for what had to be the fifth time that day. Not long after, James is dropped off outside of his apartment building and Harvey is driving off to what James assumes will be quite a long night of drinking for his partner.

Pounding, darkness, chemicals, pain. These are the things Kira feels as she lays motionless on her cotton white hospital bed. "I'm sorry, Sir, but we don't think she'll make it; her injuries in her side and organs are too severe," she faintly hears a voice speak as she tries to move. The confusion builds in Kira's head as she wonders why she can' move, but then she hears the female voice again. "I know its hard, but you're the only name on her emergency contacts. If anyone makes the choice to pull the plug, it has to be you."

Who is she talking about? What's going on here? Kira questions as she struggles to move. Then, there's another voice, Ed. "Thank you." He's quieter than the woman, sadder. It breaks her heart to hear him like that. There are footsteps coming towards her and a bit of scuffling. "I'm sorry Kira, I'm so sorry I couldn't find you sooner." The scientist's voice is breaking and Kira can almost hear a slight sobbing. She just wants to reach out and hold the scientist, no, her scientist. "Please, just be okay, please."

"Ed, you've been here everyday for a week, go home and get some sleep," James's voice instructs after his footsteps enter the room. He sighs when he sees Kira and pats Ed on the shoulder in a small condolence. When Ed doesn't move, he frowns and pulls up a chair next to him. "What'd the nurse say?" Ed doesn't answer. This leads the two to sit in silence as they watch their friend unconscious in her hospital bed.

Finally, after almost ten minutes of silence, Ed speaks up, "I could've saved her. If I hadn't been so distracted I could've saved her." James glances over at the teary eyed man with a frown, feeling the same way he is. He doesn't say anything, just puts a hand back on Ed's shoulder and nods in agreement. What could he say, some cheesy movie line? It wouldn't work, it never does. It's all just false hope every time its said.

"I can't make the choice to pull the plug, Jim. I can't bare to live without her, but the last thing I ever wanted was for her to suffer," Ed explains in protest. How can anyone live with a decision like this; having someone else's life in your hands. Putting his head in his hands, Ed shakes his head, unsure as to what he should do. "How do you pull the plug on someone you love?"

Taken back, James looks at Ed in surprise. Sure, he knows that Kira and Ed like each other, but he never expected to hear the words be spoken. Edward Nygma loves Kira Striker, his partner and practically his little sister. Its the thing that everyone in the GCPD's predicted, but never expects to actually happen considering the two's stubbornness. Why does it have to be spoken for such a terrible reason?

Then there's Kira, trapped inside her own head. She's falling apart as she hears Ed's words. She wants to return them, to hug him, hell to kiss the freaking idiot she calls a coworker, but she can't, and she might not ever get to. He loves her; something Kira's never been able to tell him. Why, why now? Why can't I wake up and say I love him too? I can't just die without telling him! her head screams in protest.

"Jim, I deal with people after they die, I can't deal with deciding if one dies; especially not her," Ed practically sobs as he holds onto Kira's hand. He's lost control of himself as he holds onto the one thing that's kept him sane all these years.

With a sigh, James replies, "You've got time to think about it, Ed. Don't beat yourself up over it all at once." There's a pause in his words as he tries to figure out what else to say. "Go home and think, okay? I'll drive you home and then come back and stay and watch her here."

Finally, the scientist stands, releasing Kira's hand and drying the tears that are forming in his eyes. He nods in compliance as James leads him out of the room, leaving Kira alone in her head again. She's still screaming and crying out for help, not wanting to be left alone in the darkness again. Its too late though, Ed and James are almost to the car, preparing to leave the teal eyed girl in her room until James can return.

Kira's mind begins to fade again, but she tries to cling to it, wanting to wait for James. Her mind, however, doesn't comply and forces her to fade back into the darkness of her coma, unable to fend for herself or care for those she herself cares about so much.