Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue or the characters. ABC and their Canadian affiliates do.

Authors Note: Thank you all for baring with me and for the longer than intended updates. I know it seems like the drama of Gail missing is dragging on for to many chapters, but my chapters have been way shorter than most chapters should be so bare with that. Thank you all again for reading this story.

(Present day, at the explosion scene.)

Holly had been milling about the triage tents as best as she could, trying to help anyone that needed it. All the while wanting to help the person who needs it the most. She wasn't sure how long she had been there but she had already triaged at least 20 people, ranging from minor to more extensive injuries. She took a slight break to call Tracy to see if there has been an update on Gail.

"Hey Trace its Holly, have you guys heard anything about Gail yet?" The line was silent for a bit then Tracy spoke up. "Hey Holly, no we haven't heard much yet. The rescue crews have just started to pull people out that they are finding trapped in the rubble. So it could possible be a little while Holly. I am sorry I wish I had better and more news for you, we want to find her just as bad. Hang in there Holly, she is the strongest person I know."

As reassuring as Tracy's words were she still worried and couldn't help but let the logical side of her brain make wild scenarios up about her condition. "Thanks Tracy, as soon as any of you hear anything please call me immediately. I am not sure how much more uncertainty my brain can handle." Tracy reassured her that she would call her immediately and told her to be careful and try not to think about it. Holly had to laugh at that, because that was surly harder than working on living people.

So she got back to it and began treating and helping as many people she could; hoping that by keeping herself busy she wouldn't be stuck think about a certain blonde. About an hour or two later she heard a lot of commotion coming from just down the tent, she poked her head out and saw a fireman running with a limp body in his arms. So she dropped everything and made some room on her table to allow the man to place the injured person down. As soon as he moved away and she got a look at who was just placed on her table she went about 4 shades whiter. Lying on her table not moving was a certain blonde officer and she was paralyzed with fear as to what could be wrong with her.