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As soon as the bodies fell, Wordy sprinted over to Jules to push his weight, against her wound in hopes to clot the blood, and keep her alive. She was unconscious. It didn't look too good. "Stay with me Jules, come on sweetheart, stay with me" he begged.

Spike ran over to Warren, but was almost disappointed when he saw that Ed had shot him right in the chest. It was a perfect shot. Only a few seconds before he would have blacked out. It was easy to see. Warren was dead. None of the team would be able to teach him a lesson.

Lou ran over to the third body lying on the ground. Greg. Warren had shot him in the arm on the way down. He would be fine, but it was still painful. Keeping weight on his arm to clot the blood, Lou helped Greg over to Jules. He was praying for her to wake up, and praying to god that he wouldn't take their innocent little Jules, as long tears poured his face, as well as the other team mates.

As Ed ran down the stairs as he heard the desperate cries of his team begging their friend to wake up. He made it over to his friends, just as the paramedic team showed up, as did Troy and Donna. The Paramedics made it over to Jules and Greg after they saw that Warren had no hope in making it. They immediately took a look at Jules, pulled out the portable crash cart, and started working. They hooked her lifeless body up to the heart monitor, and quickly saw that her heat beats were getting quicker and quicker.

"She's in cardiac arrest!" One paramedic named Jim called out.

"Get the crash pads ready!" The other named Bobby replied.

"Clear" Jim shouted as Bobby paused on his CPR compressions.

"No change"

"Charge to 150!" Jim ordered.

"Clear!" Jim called again.

"Ok, we have a pulse. Lets get her to St. Simons before we lose it." Bobby replied.

"Sir," Jim called to Greg. "You can ride with us. When we get to the hospital you can get that arm checked out"

"Sure" Greg replied wiping his eyes as he climbed into the ambulance next to Jules, grasping her hand softly, praying that she would be ok. With a swift nod to his team, the ambulance doors closed, and the paramedics ran to their assigned spots, one driving, and one keeping Jules stable. The rest of the team ran to their trucks, ignoring Troy and Donna behind them, offering to drive.

"Come on team! Jules and Boss need us." Ed called out to his team, as they jumped into the trucks and raced over to the hospital, sirens wailing along the way down the 401.

Ambulance:

"Come on Jules stay with me" Greg repeated over and over in her ear. The stupidest man in the world could tell that this didn't look good.

"Bobby, her pulse is weakening! "Jim called to the driver. "What ETA?"

"1 minute 30 seconds!" Bobby called back.

"Stay with me constable" Jim murmured as the ambulance pulled up to the hospital.

Hospital:

Wordy Spike Ed and Lou had arrived at the hospital about 2 minutes after Jules. Greg was just heading off to get his arm bandaged, and disinfected, as the doctors had forbidden him from going any further with Jules.

After about one hour in the waiting room, Greg came back upstairs from the ER, with his arm in a sling. He didn't need surgery, as the bullet was very shallow in the skin. Some high tech tweezers, and pain medication later, Greg was ready to return with his team

"Any word?" He asked tiredly. It had been a very long day.

"Not yet" Wordy replied tears in his eyes when he looked up.

Greg looked in all of his teams eyes' and saw the same thing. Pain. Worry. Anger. Love. Loyalty. Concern. He was sure their eyes would be a close mirror image to his own. His thoughts were interrupted when the ER doctor came out.

Uh-Oh. Ed thought. This can't be good. It's barely been an hour and a half. That was way too fast. He saw the bullet wound. Too fast to be good. Unless, it's just an update he thought hopefully. His hope was destroyed when he saw the look on the doctors' face.

"I'm very sorry constables." she started.

"No" Spike whispered.

"We did all we could but-"

"NO!" Wordy cut her off.

"We lost her on the table. We tried desperately to revive her, but we were unsuccessful."

"No! You didn't!" Lou yelled. We and Greg were too shocked for words.

"I'm extremely sorry for your loss. If there is anyone I can call, or anything I can do, let me, or somebody on the staff know. We will do anything we can to help grieving officers of the law. Again I am very very sorry constables and sergeant." She said as she gave them a sympathetic look, turned around, and walked away.

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