"Incoming wounded, one male, 65, non fatal GSW, one female, 45, unconscious with head trauma, and one male, 33, fell through a rotting floor, dropped one story, possible broken arm, multiple lacerations. Let's move people." As soon as Fitch was done speaking Allyson stood up and headed over to one of the trauma rooms. She began to prep trays and get ready for the incoming. As she finished up she heard the sirens coming in. "Be ready people." Fitch said across the room. Allyson slid open the curtain fully as she heard the double doors from the ambulance bay bang open.
"Female, 45, head trauma, regained consciousness in the rig." The male EMT said as he wheeled the patient over. His partner rushed up behind him, apparently having fallen behind.
"I'm fine, really." Allyson felt a cold chill wash over her as she heard the voice that she dreaded hearing in the hospital. As Emily was rolled up beside the bed, Allyson's jaw dropped. Emily's eyes landed on Allyson and she grimaced. "It's not that bad," Emily protested weakly.
"Transfer on three." Allyson said as she leaned over and grabbed the mat underneath Emily. "One, two, three." Allyson dragged Emily onto the bed with ease. "Zach?" Allyson called.
"Busy!" Zach called back.
"Any free nurses?" Allyson called.
"I'm fine!" Emily protested, as she dropped her hand off the wound on her head a spurt of blood came out and shot Allyson in the chest. Emily clamped her hand back on her head and winced at the look of horror from Allyson. "Sorry," Emily said weakly.
The two EMT's looked at each other and shrugged. The nurse that had seen Allyson and Fitch fighting showed up. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"I can't treat her." Allyson said and stepped back stripping off her gloves. "You" she said looking at one of the EMT's. "Please apply pressure to her head wound, while" Allyson stopped to check the nurses name tag, which was gone. "What's your name?" Allyson asked the other nurse.
"Lizzie" the nurse said and gave a warm smile, while the EMT rushed into position.
"Great, while Lizzie takes vitals, and checks responses."
"Can you stay?" Emily asked.
Allyson opened her mouth to respond and then closed it. She knew she shouldn't be in there, but it was Emily. "She can't stay, sweetie" Zach said as he bustled in. He looked at Allyson and grimaced. "Go change your scrub top and then check on curtain ten, it's the GSW, non fatal so we're waiting for a surgery bay to open up." Allyson nodded and turned back to Emily. She walked over and placed a gentle kiss on Emily's lips, while her hand slipped into Emily's.
"You promised you would be safe." Allyson's voice cracked as she tried not to let her fear show.
"I know, I'm sorry." Emily said quietly. Allyson nodded as Emily squeezed her hand. Allyson walked out and closed the curtain behind her. Allyson didn't notice the man standing nearby wearing a suit and tie, looking highly concerned. As Doctor Richmond rushed up, Allyson grabbed him by the tie and yanked him down.
"Where were you?" Allyson seethed. "They've been paging you for the last ten minutes."
"I was busy, let me go" Richmond said and tried to pull back, Allyson yanked him down again.
"If you hurt her, or if she doesn't make a full recovery, I swear I will destroy you. Understood?" Allyson asked darkly. Richmond nodded, and Allyson released his tie, Richmond eyed her suspiciously and then glanced at the man in the suit before ducking into the curtained off room. Allyson turned and eyed the man. "You shouldn't be here, no one but staff and patients behind the yellow line." Allyson said cooly as she straightened back up.
"Agent Hotchner," Hotch said as he pulled out his credentials. "And you're Allyson, I know, Jack says hi by the way."
Allyson's face flushed a brilliant red and she grimaced. "Just so you know, I don't make it a habit of threatening doctors."
"When it's someone you love it's understandable," Hotch said and nodded.
"Exactly, I mean" Allyson clamped her lips together as she realized she just admitted she loved Emily. "I said nothing, and you didn't hear anything." Allyson said pointedly. "Right?"
Hotch smirked and nodded. "I heard it!" Emily exclaimed from beyond the curtain. Allyson sighed as she heard someone hush Emily.
"I need to change." Allyson said and walked away. She changed in record time and came out to curtain ten, as soon as she slid the curtain open she frowned. Rossi was laying on his stomach with a sheet draped over his backside while Fitch was looking under it. Hotch was seated in a chair in the front corner of the room, most likely to avoid being exposed to Rossi's rear end. "You let yourself get shot?" Allyson asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I saw the mad man waving a gun and I thought 'jeez, getting shot sure sounds like fun.'" Rossi said dryly.
Allyson frowned and glared at Rossi. "You know, I'm sure my foot can go up your ass while the bullet is in there, with no problems." Allyson snapped.
"While you're not wrong I would prefer you not do that." Fitch said cooly as he draped the curtain back down. "Plastics is coming down for a consult, the bullet just tore through some butt fat, you'll be sitting down with a blow up donut in no time." Fitch looked at Allyson "outside?" Fitch asked carefully.
Allyson nodded and stepped aside allowing Fitch to lead. As Allyson followed him out to the waiting room Allyson saw Spencer in a bed talking with Doctor Roman. He looked pretty banged up, but Tara and a blonde were standing right by his side. Allyson grimaced at the full waiting room. "Do you need to take time off today?" Fitch questioned.
"No, I'm fine." Allyson practically sputtered.
"Really, because your hands are shaking and you threatened Dr. Richmond." Allyson clamped her hands together and sighed deeply. "Allyson I know there have been a lot of stressors in your life lately, and I'm worried. Take the day off, spend time with your dad, chances are he'll be down here for a while." Fitch advised, Allyson sighed and nodded.
"Yeah, okay good call." Allyson agreed, Fitch wrapped his arms around Allyson and she couldn't help but hug back. It didn't feel like their hugs used to feel, there was no feeling of familiarity, or warmth, it was more like hugging a total stranger. Allyson pulled back and Fitch nodded to her. They walked back in, and Fitch headed for the nurses station while Allyson returned to Rossi's room. She opened the curtain and stepped in, shutting it behind her. Allyson flopped down into the wheelie chair near Rossi's head and frowned at him.
"I'm sorry I got shot" Rossi said stiffly.
"Don't apologize for getting hurt, I'm sorry I snapped at you." Allyson sighed, Hotch smirked in the corner.
"How's Emily?" Rossi asked quietly.
"I didn't get to work on her, but from the looks of it, she'll need a CAT scan, stitches, fluids, some blood, and she should be fine." Allyson nodded hopefully, she peeked outside of the curtain and saw Emily's was still closed. "Why were you the only one that got shot?" Allyson asked curiously.
"When he grabbed Emily he took her gun, and I-"
"You got shot with Emily's gun?" Allyson questioned.
"Yep," Rossi sighed.
Allyson shook her head and Hotch cleared his throat, "all things considered, he's very lucky."
"Agreed." Allyson said and nodded, she heard a curtain whip open and Allyson peaked out again. Emily was being rolled away and she looked furious. Her head was wrapped up tightly, and her arms were crossed over her chest, accentuating the glare she was shooting to everyone. Allyson felt her heart hurt. She desperately wanted to go and be with Emily, but with regulations, Allyson was toast if she touched any of the team, especially Rossi and Emily. Allyson tried to picture what it would be like without Emily, and a cold hollow feeling rushed through her. Emily's warm smile, and hearty laugh could brighten even the worst days. Picturing a world without her in it was terrifying. What made it worse was that the job she had made it so possible. Allyson closed the curtain and looked at her hands. They weren't moving, but Allyson felt like she was ready to start shaking again. She grasped them tightly together and focused on the fact that Emily was in good hands. Zach would do everything in his power to ensure the woman Allyson felt so deeply for would recover.
"Kitten," Rossi said gently, Allyson looked up and hummed in acknowledgment. "You okay?"
"No," Allyson admitted bitterly. "So where's the guy that did this?"
"Probably in the morgue by now." Hotch said, Allyson shuddered as a cold chill raced up her spine.
"He was a severe psychotic, and if he lived, chances are the rest of the team would have been in here." Rossi said gently.
"I know, I'm just not a huge fan of death." Allyson admitted. She looked at Rossi quizzically. "Has anyone called Hayden?"
Rossi made an unsure noise, "no. But do you really think we should worry her if it's not a big deal?"
"Do you really think she'll be any less mad if you put off telling her?" Allyson asked.
"Worth a try." Rossi said and shrugged.
"Not really," Allyson said and shook her head.
"You should tell her, Dave" Hotch agreed.
"Whose side are you on?" Rossi questioned his friend. Hotch pointed to Allyson who smirked. "Unbelievable," Rossi sighed.
"Do you really think I would go against someone who's half Rossi and half Strauss?" Hotch questioned.
"No, I guess not," Rossi agreed. Hotch and Allyson grinned, the curtain slid open and Fitch smiled.
"Our plastics guy will be down in a minute, and I'm headed up to surgery to make sure you have a bay secured."
"Thank you, Doctor Fitch" Rossi said with a stiff smile and a polite nod.
"Of course. You should be in surgery within the hour" Fitch said and closed the curtain.
"I'm going to go see how Spencer's doing. Good luck," Hotch said and stood, he clapped Rossi on the shoulder before walking out.
Rossi observed his daughter as she stared at her hands. He could see the worry etched on her face, in that moment Rossi was reminded of the more tender moments he shared with Erin. He thought back fondly to the last time they had been together in their youth. They were in a seedy little motel somewhere in Boston. Rossi was there on a case, and Erin was visiting family. When she got a call from Rossi asking to join him, she showed up almost instantly. Rossi felt a smug satisfaction when the rain soaked blonde showed up at his door. He recalled wanting to end it there, but the sight of Erin, so happy, and so willing, Rossi convinced himself it could last a little longer.
The motel they were in had water damaged walls that became worse as the rain continued to pour. The basic cable was unimpressive, and the sink would drip all night. It didn't matter though, they were so wrapped up in each other the walls could have fallen down around them and they wouldn't have noticed. Rossi smirked as he remembered ordering takeout Chinese food. They lounged in bed, eating, making love, talking, and eventually they did sleep, briefly. Rossi wondered if that was the night his daughter was made. It was just about a week later that he had broken it off, and Erin had flung a glass ash tray at his head as he told her he didn't want to be held down. Rossi began to wonder about if he had stayed. They were both young, rash, and impulsive. Most likely it wouldn't have worked, but he would never know for sure.
"Where did you go?" Allyson asked quietly.
Rossi refocused on his daughter and smiled. She had her emotionless mask back on, one that both Rossi and Strauss had perfected themselves. David and Erin however, they could never hide what they truly felt. Rossi and Strauss had impeccable careers, David and Erin were who they were outside the office, and they were just as lost as Rossi and Strauss pretended to not be. "I was just thinking of a time when your mom and I were young." Rossi said with a smile, Allyson smiled warmly in return. "In, fact that was probably the night you were conceived" Rossi said with a mischievous look.
"Ew, gross. You're terrible," Allyson said with a frown.
"Well at least you know who you got it from," Rossi justified.
Allyson smirked, "I formulated this persona all on my own."
"Don't believe in nature having anything to do with a person? It's all nurture?" Rossi asked curiously.
"No, I believe that it is a mix, but personality wise, I've evolved over time as I experienced new things."
"Do tell." Rossi said as he propped his head up on a curled fist.
Allyson smiled and turned to face her father more fully. "So when I was a kid, growing up in an orphanage I was all about love and affection. I was a total hippie. I was about peace and love, and I was always trying to conserve water, and electricity. I think in my mind I figured if we could share, and be kind to one another, we would all be happier people, and in turn I would be happier. As I got older, the realities of the world became more apparent, and I became a little more realistic."
"Realistic about what?" Rossi questioned.
Allyson sighed. "I realized some people will never be happy, some people live to make others miserable, and if you truly want happiness, you need to earn it yourself."
Rossi frowned, "I'm sorry you had to ever grow up."
Allyson smiled and nodded, "I thought I was too, but I'm better this way. Pessimistic and realistic works for me." She shrugged and shook her head, "I take it you weren't a hippie growing up?"
"No, I grew up worshiping jazz music, mobster movies, and smoking."
"What about Strauss?"
"She grew up privileged, white collar, country clubs and all that. For a little while before she joined the academy she said she wanted to join the peace corps, I don't really know much about it though." Rossi felt embarrassed being unable to fully answer his child's questions.
"Oh okay," Allyson sounding slightly dejected.
"I'll dig around and see what I can find," Rossi promised.
"Probably a good idea, I mean who knows, maybe I have a twin?" Allyson suggested with a small smile. Rossi sent her a pointed, aggravated look and Allyson grinned. "Aw come on, having two of me would be great."
"I think you and Joy are perfect," Rossi said.
"You mean to say if wife number three had a baby you wouldn't be ecstatic?" Allyson asked. An alarmed look crossed Rossi's face. Allyson frowned, "Rossi you had better be kidding."
"I'll have Garcia look into her" Rossi said and nodded.
Allyson rolled her eyes, "fine, but in the meantime, call Hayden. Let her know you're going into surgery."
Rossi sighed, "hand me my phone." Allyson smirked and grabbed his personal effects bag. She dug around until she found the smart phone Rossi never went without. Rossi scrolled through his contacts until he found Hayden, he hit dial and held the phone up to his ear. "Why don't you tell her about the possible, other illegitimate child? Maybe she'll be less upset about you getting shot."Allyson suggested.
Rossi glared at his daughter and Allyson smirked. Rossi was once again reminded of Erin and he looked to the floor as Hayden answered with a warm "hello, David."
"Hi honey, so I have some news, and it's not great, but everyone's okay."
There was a brief pause before Hayden asked "well?"
"I got shot, but it's non fatal, didn't hit any muscle or nerves, just went through some fat and came out the other side."
Allyson smirked as Hayden went off on Rossi. "What? How? Where did you get hit? What did the doctor say? Where are you? I'm coming to see you!"
"I'm at Copley, with Allyson, and don't bother coming down, I'll probably be in surgery soon." Rossi pulled the phone away from his ear as Hayden began to lecture him, as soon as she mentioned wanting to talk to Allyson he handed off the phone.
Rossi listened as his daughter tried to sooth his girlfriend. "Hi Hayden, I'm not sure, I didn't check it, but the doctor said it would be fine. I can't look, he's family. Oh God no, he'll be fine, he got shot in the ass." Allyson grinned as Hayden began to laugh, Rossi rolled his eyes and face planted on the paper covered bed. "Yeah, definitely not serious, they're just gonna get someone from plastics because the skin's probably a bit chewed up. Yeah he'll be in surgery within the hour so you probably won't see him before he goes up. Yeah, hang on." Rossi felt Allyson tap him on the shoulder with the phone. "Talk to your woman, reassure her." Allyson commanded.
Rossi propped up his head again and took the phone. "Hey honey."
"You got shot in the ass?" Hayden asked.
"Yes," Rossi sighed.
"I'll be there in a little bit, I love you, you're going to be fine, and I'll see you when you wake up."
"I love you too babe, see you soon" Rossi said and smiled.
"See?" Allyson prompted as he hung up the phone. "That wasn't so bad was it?"
Rossi glared, "it would have been even better if you hadn't made me tell her."
Allyson shrugged, "I live to make you suffer."
At that point the plastic surgeon came in, after a quick look under the curtain he explained the procedure, and left, leaving a few nurses to prep and wheel Rossi up. "You gonna be here when I wake up?" Rossi asked.
"Sure, I'll be around somewhere" Allyson said and nodded. She stood and pressed a kiss to her fathers temple. "Enjoy the anesthesia, it's a ride" Allyson said with a grin. Rossi cocked an eyebrow at her as they wheeled him away. Allyson waited until he was out of sight before dropping down into her chair again. Allyson buried her face in her hands, she exhaled slowly and rubbed her face. It was a minor surgery, and the guy from plastics was always very nice, and professional. He seemed confident in the surgery, and Allyson had to trust him. She looked up with a smirk as Dr. Roman went rushing past, a hand clamped over her mouth. Morning sickness was none too kind to the doctor, and even though it was petty, and maybe a little mean, Allyson felt a sick sense of pleasure from it.
Allyson heard an alarm go off, and she heard a panicked "nurse! We need a nurse." Allyson stood, but Lizzie was already flying over to the curtain that someone was calling from. Allyson felt a sense of dread wash over her as she saw it was Spencer's room.
"We need a doctor!" Lizzie called out. "Guys you need to get behind the yellow line." Allyson rushed over and pointed Hotch, Tara, and the blonde to beyond the yellow line. "Where's Roman?" Lizzie asked sounding terrified.
"Puking somewhere" Allyson said and made her way to Spencer's head, a blue color was starting to rise in his cheeks. "Fuck," Allyson murmured. "Fitch! Dr. Alabast, anyone!" Allyson called. She looked in Spencer's mouth, his throat was swollen shut. "We need to intubate" Allyson said, Lizzie immediately went into action handing Allyson everything she needed. As Allyson extended Spencer's neck and set to work she could see the three loitering nearby. "Lizzie get them out, now." Allyson ordered.
"Come on guys, you need to go" Lizzie said as she pushed everyone back. Allyson glanced up to see the blonde crying, and Hotch and Tara looking deeply concerned, before they were out of sight.
"Push five of epi" Allyson ordered as Lizzie returned. Lizzie quickly injected Spencer, and Allyson hooked the bag onto the hose. She began to pump, and she smiled as the blue color slowly began to diminish, the rapid beeping on the monitor was replaced by a steady beep.
"Holy fuck" Lizzie said and fanned herself. A thin sheen of sweat had broken out across her face. She put her stethoscope in her ears and checked Spencer's chest, moving the small device around. "Perfectly placed," Lizzie confirmed.
"What did you give him?" Allyson questioned, she glared at Hotch who had snuck back over.
"Roman gave him that generic pain killer we were supposed to be pushing. We double checked his chart, he's not allergic to this kind." Lizzie said and held up the bottle.
"Well apparently he is," Allyson said in a snipped tone. She looked up at Lizzie who had a terrified look on her face. "I'm sorry kid, I didn't mean to snap."
"Nurse Downs, take over for Pierce." Allyson froze, she looked up at Wormsworth and grimaced. With one final pump, Allyson handed the bag over to Lizzie. "You, go wait upstairs in my office. I'll be there as soon as I find Dr. Roman."
Allyson headed for the elevator with a stern look on her face. Technically she was trained, and had great experience in intubating patients. But while working as an RN, there was no way to deny she wasn't supposed to intubate. Allyson made her way to Wormsworth's office, she sat heavily in one of the chairs facing his desk. A few minutes passed and Allyson went to check her phone, she realized sadly it was in the bloody scrub top she had shoved into her locker. The door opened and Allyson looked back. Dr. Roman looked at her with a surprised expression.
"I'm sorry, I was told to come here, I'll come bac-"
"Don't bother, we're both in trouble" Allyson said as she peered at the doctor. Roman nodded and walked in closing the door behind her. She sat next to Allyson, smoothing her skirt as she sat. "Did they tell you what happened?"
"Yes, thank you for doing what you did," Roman said sounding sincere.
"I did it for the patient, not for you," Allyson said carefully.
"I know, but some people wouldn't have done it, because he was my patient." With that the pair sat in silence, Allyson noticed Roman opening and closing her mouth as if she was trying to say something and losing courage. "I didn't mean for what happened between us, to happen. You know?"
"I can't say I do. I've never been the other woman," Allyson said cooly as she looked straight ahead.
Roman nodded and looked down at her hands. "For what it's worth I didn't mean to hurt you."
Allyson's head craned to the side and she rolled her eyes. "Really? You didn't mean to hurt me? No you mean, you were hoping I would be less hurt to ease your own guilt." Allyson sighed and straightened up, shaking her head as Roman's lower lip quivered. "Roman, I know you're still used to everyone doing everything in their power to make your life better, but you need to grow up. Not for me, and not for Fitch, you need to grow up to set an example for your child. Do you want a child that's going to be completely incompetent when it comes to basic things?"
"You know nothing about me or how I plan to raise my child," Roman snapped.
Allyson held up her hands, "if you really think I don't know you, that's fine. If you're upset because I'm right, that's another story. Do right by your kid."
Roman opened her mouth to respond but Wormsworth walked in looking angry. He sat on his side of the desk and rolled his chair up to it. "Dr. Reid will be making a full recovery." With that he turned his stare to Allyson.
"You're welcome?" Allyson asked.
Wormsworth glared, "you in no way should have been near that patient. Not only do you not work as a trauma nurse, or a surgical nurse, but you also know the patient personally."
"I met him yesterday, I said hello and left, I wouldn't say that we're close." Allyson's pointed words earned a deeper frown from Wormsworth.
"Regardless, you're fired."
"What in the ever loving fuck?" Allyson sputtered, she missed Roman's snort as she was too focused on Wormsworth. "You can't fire me for one offense, there needs to be an investigation, one which I'll pass by the way. Regardless of what I'm legally signed on to do here I have the training that it took to save that mans life. If I had the ability to save him and I left him to die, then I would be fucked. And while it shouldn't matter who he is, it does, he's a federal agent. Do you have any idea how much shit we would be in if he died?"
"I suggest you stop cursing at me and get out of my hospital before I call security."
Allyson stood and chuckled, "I hope you know what you're doing."
"I am well aware of what I'm doing."
"What happens to her? And what happens to Lizzie Downs? She helped in no way, and she advised me against my course of action."
"Downs said she had nothing to do with, and since you've agreed I supposed nothing will come of her standing by. As far as Dr. Roman is concerned it was an honest mistake, and she will face no consequences for doing the right thing."
"Good." Allyson said and nodded, as she headed for the door Roman grabbed her hand.
"Why good?" Roman asked quietly.
"Because you were doing what he told you to do. If it were up to you, would you have given him the drugs he had been administered before without reaction?"
"Yes" Roman said without hesitation.
"However Wormsworth was pushing off brand drugs and you took a risk. An unnecessary one, yet one that he had pushed you into."
"Enough, turn in your badge and go" Wormsworth snapped.
Roman released Allyson's hand yet stared at her curiously. "See you guys in hell," Allyson said and tossed her badge on the desk. Allyson went downstairs and instantly headed for the locker room, she grabbed her phone and dialed Cruz.
"Make it quick, I'm headed home in five minutes" Cruz said as a greeting.
"I'll do it for 80." Allyson said swiftly.
"Make it quick?" Cruz asked.
"No, surgical nurse, 80 grand a year." Allyson clarified as she leaned against her locker.
"You want me to start you above the average? After how many years of you solely doing RN work, with the occasional scrub in? Absolutely not."
"You know I'm worth it." Allyson sighed at Cruz's snort. "Seriously, you know I'm skilled enough to get that at any other hospital. You really want me to apply at Bethesda General?"
"Okay slow down, why are you even offering to take the job? What happened?"
"I got fired." There was a deep pause, Allyson inhaled and exhaled, she was surprised when she felt tears well up in her eyes. "I got fired," Allyson choked out again.
"Why?"
"One of Emily's teammates had an allergic reaction to a medication and there were no doctors around to intubate, so I did it."
"How's the patient?"
"He was stable when Wormsworth sent me away."
Cruz sighed deeply, Allyson sniffled and wiped away her tears as they began to slide down her cheeks. "Okay, so what are you going to do?"
"Well I'm not letting him put that shit on my record. I have the training, and whether or not I have the job that allows me to intubate that doesn't matter. Any legal hearing would side with me."
"So you're going to?" Cruz prompted.
"I was gonna drag him through legal mud, but now I feel like I should just leave and deal with it." Allyson straightened up and sniffled, she had to stop crying. If she felt like crap after getting fired, she couldn't imagine how crappy it would be seeing everyone's overly sympathetic faces. She barely knew Emily's team, she didn't want pity from them.
"Allyson, have you been sleeping well lately?"
"Not enough, I've been busy."
"You're tired, and your emotional. You know who loves you to pieces right?"
"You?" Allyson asked hopefully.
Cruz chuckled, "always, you know that. But I'm talking about higher ups, and I know you know who to call."
"Ghostbusters?" Allyson asked meekly.
"Allyson," Cruz said warningly.
"I know, but with Emily in the hospital and my dad in the hospital." Allyson sighed, "this is just a lot. I just need to know that you've got my back, and I'll actually have somewhere to work when all this is done"
"I've got your back, and you can always work here. Even if you lost your medical license we could always use hard workers, janitors, lunch ladies, you know. Pay needs to be negotiated though."
"Give my love to the wife and kids" Allyson said with an eye roll.
"Hey, before you go, you remember Amy? The woman who got shot, you brought her here?"
"Yeah?" Allyson asked fearing the worst.
"She left her number, said she still wants to know why you don't work here."
"Text me her number, I'll call her" Allyson said and nodded.
"Will do, good luck."
"Thanks, bye Cruz."
"Bye." With Cruz's final word Allyson hung up the phone, she sighed and scrolled through her contacts until she found the one she wanted to start with. Allyson knew she didn't want to hurt Wormsworth, but she did what was right, and she knew he would break her if he could. That was why he fired her. Allyson hit dial and held the phone up to her ear she was as ready as she could be.
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JJ looked up as the blonde from earlier entered, she was still wearing her scrubs, but JJ immediately noticed her badge was gone. JJ knew she was Allyson, but she wasn't really sure how to greet her. Allyson took the chair on the opposite side of Spencer and sat down heavily.
"We'll all vouch for you." JJ said quietly, Allyson's green eyes flickered up to her face. "We saw everything, we know you saved him."
Allyson shrugged, "don't worry yourself about me, I know I did what was right and that's all I need.
"I'm JJ" JJ said and stretched out her hand.
"Allyson" Allyson said as she shook the other blonde's hand. They both returned to their normal positions and stared at Spencer's face. With the tube hanging out of his mouth he looked so fragile.
"So I had this huge plan about how I was going to bust your ass and give you crap for dating my friend." Allyson looked up at JJ with a quirked brow and a small smile. "I think you proved yourself today though."
"Emily deserves only the best, if you weren't planning on busting my ass I would be pretty upset."
JJ smiled at Allyson's words before she could say anything in response the curtain slid open. Lizzie walked in and deposited an armful of vending machine snacks on the table that was wheeled over Spencer's legs. When all the snacks were deposited Lizzie walked over and embraced Allyson. "It's okay" Allyson said as she rubbed the girls back. She heard sniffling and Allyson chose not to look at JJ.
"He was gonna suspend me for a month with no pay, and he just told me you agreed I had nothing to do with it. He lifted the suspension, and I saw your badge on his desk." Lizzie sniffled as she buried her face in Allyson's neck.
"As far as anyone's concerned that's the story we're sticking with." Allyson gave Lizzie a tight squeeze before leaning back in her seat, Lizzie straightened up and wiped her face.
"You didn't have to lie for me," Lizzie said and cleared her throat.
"I didn't, right?" Allyson asked. Lizzie sniffed and nodded. "Has Zach heard yet?"
"No, nobody knows but us" Lizzie glanced at JJ "and you."
"She's fine," Allyson said and waved her hand. "Roman knows, so other people are going to start hearing about it pretty soon, if anyone asks, just confirm it, okay?"
Lizzie nodded, "what about if Zach asks?"
"Just tell him the truth."
"Downs! Pierce! We need you over here," someone called out.
"Go, if they ask just explain to them." Allyson said as she nodded to the curtain.
Lizzie nodded and left, turning briefly only to say "thank you."
JJ and Allyson sat in silence for a minute before JJ spoke. "That was really nice of you."
"She really didn't do anything wrong," Allyson said. "I was just being honest." Allyson sighed as some of the nurses and doctors sent her sympathetic looks. "Does workplace gossip travel as fast in Quantico?"
"Are you kidding me? We're government officials" JJ commented, "it moves even quicker."
Allyson smirked and nodded, she listened as a bed was wheeled in beside her. Roman appeared in the curtain doorway.
"Hey, Fitch got you something." Roman said and nodded to the curtain behind Allyson. Allyson quirked a brow and slid the curtain back, Emily was laying in her bed, obviously sedated. She turned her head and smiled at Allyson. "I can close this if you want to keep the rooms together?" Roman asked.
"Actually can you leave it open? I mean what are they going to do if I get caught? Fire me again?" Allyson asked. Roman flushed and gave Allyson a sad look.
"Let me know if I can do anything," Roman said before leaving.
Allyson rotated her chair so she was against the wall so she could see Spencer, JJ, and Emily. "She told me what happened. Is Spencer gonna be okay?" Emily asked.
"Yeah" Allyson said and nodded.
"What about you?" Emily questioned.
"I'm always okay." Allyson said, she leaned over and pressed a kiss to Emily's head. "How are those drugs treating you?"
"Pretty good," Emily said and stuck her hand out between the bars of the bed. She grasped Allyson's hand and squeezed tightly. "Thank you for doing what you did."
"I did my job, you don't have any reason to thank me." Allyson lifted Emily's hand and pressed a kiss to it. "Get some sleep, we'll be here when you wake up."
Emily smiled and nodded, Allyson watched her until her eyes drifted shut. She gently tucked Emily's arm back into the bed and under the blankets. When she turned her attention back to Spencer's half of the room she noticed Tara and Hotch had returned. "Hayden's upstairs, Dave's in room 406 still sleeping. The doctor said the surgery went really well." Tara said carefully.
"If it's all the same, I'd like to keep an eye on these two. Make sure only people I trust touch them." Allyson said and nodded her head left and right.
"We'll vouch for you," Hotch said quietly.
"I'm fine, really." Allyson nodded, "I have all my ducks in a row."
"It's not fair," Tara said and shook her head.
"I agree, but feel bad for them, not for me" Allyson said and nodded out to the hospital floor. Nurses and doctors were bustling around, overwhelmed by the amount of patients to be seen. With a virus going around, and normal Friday traffic, it was crazy in the ER. "Pull up a chair guys. Relax, it's all good." Hotch and Tara both wound up sitting on wheelie stools, Hotch sat between Spencer and Emily while Tara sat next to JJ. Allyson noticed Tara grab JJ's hand and squeeze it reassuringly. JJ gave Tara a small smile, and both returned their gaze to Spencer.
Allyson smirked as Gloria Allred walked into the ER. She looked around and headed for the nurses station. "Where's Wormsworth?"
"I think he's in his office." Allyson instantly recognized Lizzie's voice. Allyson slid a magazine off the stand next to Spencer's bed and held it up. She began to flip through the technology magazine. She focused on the confusing tech parts, it helped to wipe the smirk off her face.
"Where's Allyson?"
"Over there."
"Helping a patient?"
"Not exactly," Lizzie sounded reluctant to share information.
The click of heels grew louder and louder until they stopped. At that point Allyson could see black pointed high heel shoes just above the top of her magazine. Allyson looked up with a quirked brow. "I have questions." Gloria was a woman that was not to be messed with. Standing only at 4'10 she was one of the most feared and vicious women on the hospital board. Her fiery red hair was cut in a bob that perfectly framed her face.
"I have answers" Allyson said and nodded.
"In front of them?" Gloria asked nodding to the BAU team.
"Yep." Allyson said and nodded.
"I heard a rumor you were fired."
"Well Gloria, you know what they say about gossip."
"Really Pierce? Are we really going to play that game today?"
Allyson sighed, "yes I was fired, but it's no big deal."
"On what grounds."
"Intubation."
"Did you do it wrong?" Gloria asked sounding surprised.
"Gloria, really?" Allyson questioned incredulously. "I did it unsupervised."
"Patient?" Gloria asked. Allyson nodded over to Spencer, Gloria went to the edge of the bed and grabbed Spencer's chart. She flipped through it and glared at the pages. Allyson watched as Roman appeared and quickly scurried away with a terrified look on her face. "How did this happen?" Gloria asked in a clipped tone.
"I think you should talk to Dr. Roman about that. Don't make her cry though, she's pregnant, and she cries enough around here."
Gloria huffed and replaced the chart. "I am so sorry about all of this. Rest assured we will do everything in our power to fix it." Gloria glanced between the FBI agents and turned to leave.
"Hey Gloria," Gloria stopped and turned to Allyson. "How's Barry doing?" Allyson asked.
Gloria seemed to relax a little, she even smiled. "He's doing phenomenally, thank you for asking." With that Gloria left, as the clicking of her heels left the floor Hotch raised an eyebrow at Allyson.
"What?" Allyson asked as she reopened her magazine.
"What was that about?"
"I'm good at my job, and enough people know it." Allyson said and shrugged.
"Damn right." Emily pipped up weakly.
Allyson turned to her girlfriend and gave her a pointed look, "you sleep. I'm not kidding, they'll admit you if you're not bright eyed and bushy tailed within a few hours." Emily sighed and stuck her arm out again, Allyson clasped her hand and everyone waited in silence until Emily was back to sleep. As soon as Emily was back to sleep Allyson tucked her back in again. She yanked the blankets up so Emily's sock covered feet were free. Hotch raised an eyebrow and Allyson shook her head. "Don't ask."
Wormsworth appeared in the doorway looking flustered. "You were talking to Gloria Allred?"
Allyson grumbled as Emily woke again. "Yes, she stopped by to see why I wasn't working."
"What did you say?"
"I was fired."
"Jesus" Wormsworth swore, he was suddenly looking quite overheated in his tweed jacket. "You're not fired, I was bluffing."
"No you weren't, you took my security badge and told me to leave your hospital. Sounds pretty final to me." Allyson said cooly, she smiled suddenly but her gaze was behind Wormsworth. He looked back at the man behind him.
"Yes?" Wormsworth asked snottily.
The man in the suit looked briefly surprised before stretching out his hand. "Barry Allred, you must be Wormsworth." Wormsworth shook his hand with a shocked look on his face. "Yeah, you might want to go, I'm pretty sure my wife is looking for you." Wormsworth looked between Barry and Allyson before taking off. Allyson and Barry grinned at each other. "Heard you got canned."
"Really?" Allyson asked curiously. "Cruz or Gloria?"
"Like Gloria would tell me they fired you," Barry scoffed. "So," he said moving on, "Cruz said you want 80."
"I do." Allyson said and nodded.
"She's worth it," Emily pipped up. JJ, Hotch, and Tara laughed while Allyson flushed and glared at Emily. "What?" Emily asked innocently, Allyson resisted the urge to kiss her girlfriend.
"That she is, and I'll see what I can do." Barry said with a warm smile.
"Yay" Emily said sincerely, yet drowsily. Allyson reached her hand over the bars and held Emily's hand.
"So does anyone need anything here?" Barry asked. Everyone shook their heads and gave polite no's. "Well I'm going to go watch my wife tear Wormsworth apart, everyone have a pleasant night." Barry said and nodded.
As soon as he was gone Tara looked at Allyson incredulously. "What are you? The Godfather or something?"
"Something like that" Allyson said and smiled. She looked over and Emily was back to sleep. Allyson gently freed her hand and stood. "I'm gonna go check on Rossi, if anything comes up, have them page me, okay?"
"Okay, thank you again" JJ said sweetly.
"Of course," Allyson said and nodded with a smile. She pressed a quick kiss to Emily's forehead and left. She rode up alone in the elevator, when she reached Rossi's room she knocked on the door gently. Hayden looked up from her spot beside Rossi. Her eyes were red and puffy, she stood and stretched out her arms. Allyson walked right into her embrace. "How is he?"
"He's fine, he hasn't woken up yet." Allyson rubbed Hayden's back before releasing her. "How's Spencer?" Hayden asked as she sat down and Allyson went to the other side of Rossi.
"He's stable," Allyson said and nodded.
"You're still in scrubs, I take it all is going well?"
"Well" Allyson said carefully. As she divulged into her story down in the emergency room the team were all waiting patiently. They watched Spencer and Emily as they slept. It had been silent after Allyson left.
JJ cleared her throat to break the silence. "So what do we think of Allyson?"
"I approve" Hotch said with a small nod.
"I agree, but she's pulling some major strings here" Tara said and nodded outside of curtain.
"Very Strauss," JJ cocked her head. "And also very Rossi," she continued.
"Strauss's ex won't even acknowledge Allyson's existence. When Dave dropped off Nikki earlier and had a talk with him, he refused to have anything to do with her. Said he was done with Erin, but if it wasn't for Dave being the father he might have considered having something to do with her."
"He sounds like a real piece of work" Tara said sounding surprised.
"Oh yeah, he's an attorney, and he thinks he's a big deal. Always had it out for Dave though"
"Why?" JJ questioned.
"Rumor has it when Dave and Erin had a slow dance at a function, and he kept making her giggle, and blush. Apparently he took a personal offense to it, right after that Strauss had her last kid with him."
JJ grimaced, "having a child to fix a marriage is the worst thing someone can do."
"I'm thinking she probably didn't want it fixed, just wanted to keep him quiet," Hotch admitted.
Gloria and Barry appeared in the doorway together. "Where's Allyson?" Gloria questioned.
"She's up in her fathers room" Hotch said without hesitation.
Barry smirked, "wow, fired while her father and friends are in the hospital, well done, Gloria. Crack team you've got here." Gloria turned and sent her husband a dirty look before walking away.
"Sorry to keep bugging you folks" Barry said with a polite smile. As soon as he left everyone raised their eyebrows, Tara started to laugh and JJ cracked a smile. Hotch shook his head while trying to keep a grin off his face. A small gag cut off the groups good mood. They all looked to Spencer as he began to make choking noises.
"We need a doctor!" Hotch yelled throwing open the curtain. Tara and JJ watched in terror as their friend grew louder. They instantly moved out of the way as Fitch charged over with Lizzie in tow. Each member of the team frowned as the curtain slid shut separating them from their friend.
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