Patching Wounds: Chapter 9
By: The Confused One
A/N: Well, I didn't want to leave everyone hanging too long. Enjoy the new chapter and remember to review.
Hearing Alex grunt, Bobby looked down to see the pain on her face. Scrambling off of her, he asked, "Are you OK?"
Alex managed to work through the pain and prop herself up onto her elbows. Glaring at him, she playfully replied, "Ouch." Sitting up all the way, she fell back to her defense mechanism, sarcasm, "I know you like to be on top, but you didn't have to go to all of this trouble to get there."
Bobby smiled slightly. Rubbing the back of his neck, he asked again, "I'm sorry. Really, are you OK?"
With a sigh, Alex replied, "Aside from my head almost getting busted open on the concrete here and the ribs that I think might be bruised, I'm fine. I swear, anymore force and I probably would have broken a rib."
Standing up, he took her hands and helped her stand too. He apologized again, "Really, I'm sorry..."
Sitting down in a chair, Alex cut him off, "No. It's alright. I shouldn't snap at you. I might be sore for a few days, but at least I'm not shot."
Bobby closed his eyes and knew she was right. They were fortunate. Everyone was starting to calm down in the room, and it was becoming clear to him that, luckily, no one had gotten shot. Before he could say another word though, one of the waitresses walked over. She assured them, "Bobby, Alex my dad wanted to make sure you two knew we called 911, and we're not letting anyone leave."
Bobby nodded. Relieved, he thanked her, "Thanks Carrie. Are all of you OK?"
Carrie nodded slightly. She was shaken, but she managed to reply, "Yeah. We're all OK."
Watching Carrie walk away, Alex focused back on Bobby. Finding his eyes, she asked, "Did you get a good look at the shooter?"
Bobby sighed. Bending down to be eyelevel with her, Bobby explained, "It was Jillian Alex."
Alex closed her eyes. She whispered, "Oh God."
Bobby chose his words carefully, "She'll know she's missed, and she'll try again."
Alex swallowed hard. She knew where he was going with this. She stubbornly responded, "I don't want to talk about this right now. We're just going to end up fighting. I don't want to do that right now, not after what just happened. Just. Find out if anyone got hit, please. Find the bullet."
Bobby nodded silently. Standing up, Bobby resigned himself to having the conversation about her safety later. He began searching the room for the bullet. Finding it in a wall, he walked back over to Alex, as the uniforms and paramedics arrived.
Alex sighed and regretted snapping at him before. She was relieved to see him return to her side. She was about to say something but stopped. She found she wasn't sure she could find the words she was looking for to make sure he understood she wasn't mad at him.
Focusing back on Alex, he watched the paramedics and suggested, "The paramedics are here. You should get checked out. I. I can go with you."
Alex smiled slightly. She was relieved. He wasn't withdrawing. They were definitely OK. Standing, she explained, "No. It's OK. I'll go, but you should stay here and make sure everything is handled. IA is going to love this as it is. They still haven't even released my gun from before."
Bobby nodded. He knew she was right. It was going to a bit rougher this time, especially since Anna still ended dead and they now had a secret they were hiding. He relented, "Yeah. I'll call Deakins and let him know what's going on. I'll come and get you as soon as I finish here."
Alex nodded slightly. She resisted the urge to kiss him. Walking towards the paramedics, she called back, "I'll see you in a little while."
Bobby took a deep breath and watched her talk to the paramedics. He managed to answer his phone without looking away, "Goren."
Deakins took a deep breath of his own. He was relieved to hear Bobby's voice. He had heard about the shooting, and he knew Bobby and Alex ate their often. He asked, "You two OK?"
Bobby continued to watch Alex, as she got into the ambulance. He assured Deakins, "We're both fine, but she hit the ground hard. She's gone to go get checked out."
Deakins could only imagine what went down. He asked for details, "What happened?"
With a sigh, Bobby explained, "Jillian showed up and fired a shot at Eames and took off. The bullet thankfully didn't hit anyone. It's in a wall. I'm just staying long enough to make sure everything is under control."
Deakins sighed and finally brought it up, "Well, it's now clear that Eames is a target. We should talk about possible locations for her vacation till we find Jillian."
Bobby sighed. Even though he agreed with Deakins, he knew better than to make decisions for Alex and said so, "I agree, but she might not be cooperative. Let me talk to her."
Knowing Bobby was right, Deakins agreed, "Please."
Bobby ended the conversation, "I'll let you know."
