The room was cold. Or maybe it was only him. He hadn't slept in days let alone eaten properly so maybe that was it. He had lost count of the amount of times he had almost nodded off and forced himself to get up and walk around. He was now standing at the window silently, staring into the darkness. It was a small room and he didn't want to leave it to walk the hallways, just in case she woke up.

She was in a coma. His little girl was barely alive and was only being kept that way thanks to life support machines. The bruises on her face were prominent as well as the scratches and bruises on her hands. She had tried to fight back. That made him proud but it didn't make up for the situation they were in now.

He had been there for nearly 4 days. It had taken more than 10 hours after they had brought Addy in before the doctor had come out to them. The bullet had shattered on impact, causing severe internal injuries. Several of the shards ricocheted, causing them to graze her lung with one of them perforating it slightly as well as her spleen being sliced. She had several broken ribs, fractured sternum and a dislocated shoulder. There was also a minor skull fracture as well as the damage done by the drugs that had been pumped into her. The doctor had no idea how she was still alive. He didn't know either. He'd had good men die from less severe injuries than the ones she had sustained.

There was a soft knock at the door and he turned to find all three of his men waiting quietly, their eyes sad. He knew none of them had really slept either and it showed. Murdoch had a small sunflower in his hand and he watched as the Captain went to stand beside Addy's bed and place the flower in her hand. Hannibal smiled. Murdoch looked like he was afraid that if he touched her, she would break and he was so gentle when he lifted her hand, it looked like he was barely moving. Murdoch didn't move and just sat there silently, stroking her hand.

Hannibal had never seen the Captain so angry but when they had gotten to where BA had taken Lynch, Murdoch had charged and started beating the man senseless and he just stood back and let him. For a minute anyway. He had then motioned to BA to pull him off and almost laughed when BA had trouble doing so.

He hadn't stayed there long. Just enough time to change and get back to the hospital. Face suggested that they put Lynch in a very dark hole and he had agreed. As long as they didn't kill him. Not yet. He had gotten back to the hospital and had spent a long time waiting, pacing the halls trying to make sure he stayed calm. His little girl was strong. She would be ok. He had to keep telling himself that over and over again but it got old after a while. His men had come back and waited with him and were there when the doctor had come out. He was glad they had been.

"Colonel".

Face's voice was quiet, much quieter than normal and he turned around. The Lieutenant had pulled out a small sandwich and bottle of water.

"Don't say you're not hungry", Face continued. "I know you are and if you insist on not sleeping then you'll need some energy. Don't make me shove it down your throat".

Hannibal smiled. He knew if he didn't follow his Lieutenants directions, it would get nasty. He nodded.

"Yes sir".

The food actually smelled really good and it wasn't long before he was tucking in.

"Has there been any improvement boss"?

BA sounded afraid, making Hannibal glance up. The Sergeant had walked to the other side of Addy's bed and had taken hold of her hand.

"No BA", Hannibal continued. "No change. At least she hasn't gotten any worse".

BA nodded but stayed silent. Hannibal finished off his food and turned back to the window but barely 2 minutes of complete silence passed before alarms started sounding behind him. He turned in a panic to see his daughter seizing and his men freaking out. Doctors and nurses raced into the room and tried to hold her down while administering treatment. He couldn't hear the voices of the medical staff and could only stare, his heart getting colder and colder. It was all happening in slow motion.

His men stood beside him. They had all been through enough emergencies to know to stand back and let the medics do their work without interruption, no matter how hard it was. After what seemed like forever, the alarms evened out and Addy stopped seizing.

"Doc", Face began but was cut off by groan and gagging noise.

Hannibal went to move forward but Face stopped him. They waited as the doctor gave commands and they all cringed as the tube was pulled from Addy's throat. More gagging followed as the alarms began to sound again but they quickly evened out again as oxygen was administered. Finally, the doctor turned to them in disbelief.

"She's breathing on her own. It shouldn't be possible. Her readings are somehow improving. Marginally but there is improvement and the fact that she is breathing on her own is an amazing thing".

His men all started high fiving and hugging each other. He knew he was grinning like a Cheshire cat and it felt good. Better than good.

"Maybe now you can get some rest boss", Face said as he patted his shoulder.

He smiled and moved across to his daughters' bedside. She hadn't woken up but she still had improved. The nurses made sure the oxygen mask was attached correctly, administered some meds then left them alone. One of the older ladies, the one who had always spoken to Addy when she had checked on her, gave them a small smile.

"Didn't I tell you Colonel Smith. She will be fine".

Then they were alone. Hannibal sighed then went and sat down beside the bed, exhaustion washing over him. He took her hand and didn't notice when Murdoch placed a cushion under his head and a blanket on top of him.