Jill shifted to get a bit more comfortable as she leaned against the headrest of her sisters' bed. It had been a few hours since they brought Kris back up from her surgery and Jill just wanted to be there for her. Her leg was throbbing enough to cause her discomfort but she didn't care, just wanting to hold her sister gently.

Sabrina walked in the room pushing Kelly in a wheelchair, "Hey, something tells me you aren't supposed to be up there." Sabrina remarked as she settled into a chair beside the sisters.

Jill looked from one friend to the next, "I don't care. I want to be here when she wakes up. And they keep telling me I have to keep my leg elevated so here I am. With Kris and leg up. See?"

Kelly laughed at her friend logic, "Makes sense to me Bri." Kelly said as she then turned to Jill, "Just try convincing the doctors of that."

Sabrina had to laugh at Jill. She was always the one that tossed logic out the window when it came to her love for her family.

None of the Angels wanted to say what was really on their minds. None wanting to face a reality they all knew.

"Anyone heard from Bosley yet?" Kelly finally asked.

"No. I spoke with Charlie a few hours ago after they took Kris into surgery. He was going to be in touch with Bos after he met with Louie at the Beach House." Sabrina explained. She was stiff sore and had her fair share of bruises but nothing compared to the other three.

There was once again almost uncomfortable silence between the three friends. "Any word yet on Mike?" Kelly asked as she looked at Sabina.

Sabrina took a quick glance at Jill who turned away and studied the sleeping form of her sister.

Sabrina turned to look at Kelly. "He was brought out of surgery some time ago." He paused a she took another glance at Jill and then back to Kelly. "Right now it doesn't look good. If he survives at all he could very well be paralyzed from the waist down."

Kelly took in this information knowing it could have been one of them in that situation. She closed her eyes pushing away the dark thought that was trying to invade her mind. It was bad enough now with Kris still critical. She herself knew she wouldn't be dancing anytime soon and Jill was going to be late for her new season racing. She couldn't drive with a piece of shrapnel just removed from her leg. Not to mention her ribs and the still healing shoulder.

"I asked Charlie to have Bosley pick me up one of my promo photos." Jill said as she still held her gaze to her sister before looking up at Kelly. She had already explained everything to Sabrina in order to make the request, "I know his family will be by and I am hoping to give it to his son. Maybe help him feel a little bit better."

Kelly looked at Jill, "That's nice Jill. I'm sure he'll appreciate that."

"I had to do something. His father was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." Jill seemed to try and justify her actions to her friend

Sabrina reached up and placed he hand on Jill's, "It's a wonderful gesture Jill."

"What....is?" a weak voice came from Jill's arms.

Jill immediately looked down to see her sisters blue eyes looking back up at her, "Hey you."

"Hi." Her voice was a whisper but it was all Jill needed to hear as she leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of Kris' forehead.

"How you feeling Kris?" Kelly asked as she took Kris' free hand on one side of the bed in hers.

Kris turned her head to see Kelly in a wheelchair and could feel a panic rise inside her, "Kel?"

Kelly instantly knew what Kris was thinking, "Hey, it's not that bad honey. Just a very painful, dislocated hip. I'm ok." She explained as she gave Kris' hand a slight squeeze.

Kris closed her eyes thankful that nothing serious had happened to her friend. "What happen?"

"We don't know yet Kris, but Charlie and Bosley are working it out. Bosley is at the Beach House meeting with Louie."

"No he isn't"

All four Angels turned to the familiar sound of Bosley's voice.

"Hello Angels."

"Hey Bos. What did you find out?" Sabrina asked getting right to business.

"Not much actually." He said as he sat down in one of the chairs at the end of the bed, "Jill? Should you be up there?" He asked before proceeding any further.

"I'd like to see them make me move." She said with determination.

Bosley held her gaze a moment and understood her words. "Well, I went to the house to meet Louie but he never showed."

"What do you mean he never showed? How long did you wait Bos?" Sabrina asked.

"Nearly two hours." He explained his call to Charlie to the girls. "Far as we figure someone made him."

"And took him out before he could meet us again." Sabrina finished

Jill looked at Kelly and Bosley before settling on Sabrina, "Again? So you think whoever it was saw him with us?"

"Possibly. And until we find out for sure what happened with the plane we won't really know." Sabrina explained.

Kris leaned in a little tighter to her sister as she felt the arms softly around her body. She looked up at Jill briefly and could see her thinking. Her older sister always had a look on her face when she was deep in thought. Not disturbing her she leaned her head back and rested it on Jill's chest. She could feel Jill's reflexes taking her in her arms as she felt herself slowly drifting off to sleep.

Jill looked down at her sister before back to her friends. "Looks like it's not just me that wants her beauty rest." Jill said a she gave Sabrina a smile.

"Maybe we all should get some. I have a feeling this is far from over and we still aren't any wiser then after we met the mysterious Louie Demaux." Sabrina suggested as she stood up from her chair.

"Other then someone wants Jill and Kris dead." Kelly added in putting an eerie silence between all of them.

~~ ~~CA~~ ~~CA~~ ~~CA~~ ~~CA

He sat looking over the latest figures from one of his gambling operations. Everything seemed to be in order, but as he leaned back against the high back leather chair he knew not everything was in order. He still hadn't found out if Stenson opened his big mouth.

"Everything ok boss?"

He looked at the man before him and signed. "It will be when I know if he said anything to those two PI's. And if he did, what did they tell there friends or the cops? I need answers. Either way they know too much but I need to know who they talked to first." He didn't even move, "Any word on how our 'Angels' are doing anyway?"

"Seems they are luckier then we thought. Bumps and bruises mostly from what I've hear, though two of them received a concussion, and we have one with a dislocated hip. Few cracked and broken rib, nothing to serious. Though." He paused momentarily.

"Though?"

"It seems that Miss Munroe may have re-injured her gun shot wound. Last I heard they were monitoring her very carefully, especially after her surgery to repair a tear in her lung."

He leaned forward, "Oh really. That could prove fatal if anything was to happen to her. Even in a hospital room."

His meaning did not go un-noticed by the man before him who only smiled.

"It would be my pleasure sir if you allowed me to take care of that personally."

He leaned back again taking in the composure and stature of his friend. "Yes I believe you would. Maybe if we took care of Ms Munroe, her sister will co-operate a little more in giving us the information we would like to know."