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She hadn't made it two feet in the door before a shot rang out. BANG!

Suddenly Vanessa Monroe was looking up at the ceiling, she saw a man walk over her, kicking her in the face as he passed. She looked down to her stomach at the blood flowing rapidly from the wound. She held her bloody hand up to her face and everything went black.

When Flack heard that there had been shots fired at Hotel Belleclaire, gut instinct told him it was her. He hurried to the scene and called Danny along the way. He did not want to be the one that had to tell Lindsay. When he finally reached the hotel he was glad to see a bus and not an ME's van. The paramedics were wheeling her out as he ran up to the entrance.

"Vanessa!" he cried for her, but there was no answer. No color left in her face. He held her hand but she wasn't moving and her skin was cold. He turned to the EMT, "How is bad is she?" he managed to choke out.

"Single GSW to the abdomen, she was unconscious when we arrived at the seen. She was breathing but didn't have a strong pulse. We managed to stable her, for now."

"Don, Lindsay cried, how is she?" She and Danny got there as quick as possible. Lindsay thinking the worst had happened.

"Not good Linds, he answered, she wasn't conscious when the paramedics arrived." He added softly.

"We need to get her to the hospital now, but I can take two of you in my rig." The medic explained.

Danny looked at Lindsay and Flack who looked equally upset. "You two go; I stay here and process the scene." He finally said.

"Danny please get me something to nail this bastard." Lindsay sobbed.

"I will." He kissed her and sent her off in the ambulance with her sister and his best friend.

Once they arrived at the hospital Vanessa was taken straight to surgery, leaving Lindsay and Flack to pace the floor. When the doctor finally came out, 2 hours later, he informed them that though the bullet did some damage her surgery went very well.

She was breathing on her own and her vitals have returned to normal. He also told them that her recovery time should be minimal, if she followed his orders and took it easy for a while.

"Can we see her now?" Flack asked.

Lindsay looked up at the tall detective. She knew he was just as worried as she was. He truly cared for her sister; she hugged him tightly and thanked him for being here with her.

"Sure she's just starting to wake up." The doctor replied.

They walked into her room; tears immediately came to Lindsay's eyes as she saw her baby sister lying there, almost lifeless. She buried her head in Flack's chest.

"Hey that's my city boy." Vanessa said slowly waking up.

Lindsay looked up and saw Vanessa smiling weakly, but she knew she was just trying to mask the pain and fear in her eyes.

"Hey, I was just borrowing him", she replied. "How are you feeling?" Stupid question Linds, how do you think she's feeling she thought to herself.

Flack walked over to her side and took her hand, "You gave us quite a scare."

"I know and I'm sorry, but I know who shot me." She stated rather quiet.

"Who?" Lindsay and Don replied in unison.

"When we went on our first date, and we ran into that guy of Vinny's. I have his name its right there, it's just…"she trailed off.

"It's ok, Lindsay said. You've been through so much, we'll find him. Danny's working the scene now."

"You need to take it easy babe", Flack added. Noticing that she was getting upset he gave her a quick kiss.

Lindsay's phone rang; she excused herself and stepped out into the hallway.

"I didn't mean for any of this to happen." Vanessa told Don as a tear ran down her slightly bruised face.

"I'm just glad you're ok, and that you remember me." He teased trying to get her to smile a little.

It worked but only for a moment. "How could I forget you?" She said sweetly reaching her hand up to softly touch his face.

He held on to her hand and kissed it gently. "I know I haven't known you that long but I don't know what I would have done if I'd lost you." He remembered how his heart dropped when he'd gotten the call, and when he made it to the scene, saw her covered in blood and pale. He shuttered and kissed her hand again.

She sensed that he had tensed up quite a bit. "Hey I'm fine, she told him. Look at me I'm right here."

"I'm gonna get the son of a bitch that did this to you, I'm not letting them take me off this case." His voice was filled with a mixture of anger and sadness.

"What if I want you to stay with me?" She asked.

He unclenched his fist and his voice softened. "Then I will stay."

She began to cry softly. He sat down on the bed next to her and promised that everything was going to be ok.

Just then Lindsay walked back into the room with good news. "They have someone in custody."

"What makes them think it's the right guy?" Flack asked.

"He got pulled for a DUI not far from the hotel, patrol searched his car and found a 9mm. Danny compared striations to the bullet he found at the scene and they were a match." She blurted out in one quick breath.

"So he's at the precinct now?" Flack asked with anger in his voice and written all over his face.

"Yes."

"So I guess you're gonna want to spend some time alone with your sister?" Flack asked Vanessa.

"Don, I'm not stupid. I know what you want to do. Go ahead to the station." Vanessa declared.

"Just don't do anything stupid." Lindsay warned.

"Like kill him." Vanessa added half serious.

"You're the best babe; ya know that's why I love you." He kissed her and walked out the door without realizing what he had just said.

"Did he just say what I think he said, or am I overmedicated?" Vanessa questioned.

"Not unless their pumping drugs through the ac in this place." Lindsay joked.

Vanessa was speechless.

"I guess almost losing you hit him pretty hard and made him think." Lindsay whispered happily to her sister.