A/N Finally been told just a few more days and then I'm heading back home...well not home but the UK which is home right now. This means that as soon as my brain catches up with my butt, I will be back to rotating stories and posting updates to those stories you've been waiting for. As for this one I would like to thank T for his brilliant idea and invaluable help on this chapter. so this chapter is dedicated to him.

Disclaimer, I own nothing CBS related, except the name G. Callen, (And only my version of it, I doubt that their Callen's first name is Gina.) that was mine I had it first but I don't mind sharing. lol.

Chapter 10

The doors to the ER slammed open, as Callen shivering and out cold on a gurney, was pushed through them.

Sam was close on his heels, but was moved aside by the staff in the ER.

"Check his vitals!" the doctor called, "We may have to get him an MRI. See if they have space for us." The doctor shot a look at a nurse, "Give me 400mg of amiopdarone," he shot a look at the nurse as he hooked him up to the machines, "Is this machine broken again?" he asked looking at the readings.

"No doctor, this is a new machine, unpacked today."

"Then what the heck is interfering with it? Does anyone have a cell phone on in here?"

"No doctor?"

Sam walked out of the room and called Hetty, "Callen's been brought into the ER, his heart is thready and he's hypothermic. They are going to do some tests and they said something about an MRI."

Sam stopped as Hetty swore and cut the call off.

"Hetty?" he said to the dead phone.

He shook his head and paced outside the room as Hetty and Dr. Hurst headed down to them.

"Excuse me." A man said as he and another orderly pushed Callen towards the MRI room.

"Where are you going with him?"

"Dr. Morales wants him to undergo an MRI to see if there is any major damage to his heart, we won't be long, it's a non invasive procedure, nothing to worry about."

Sam nodded and stepped aside as they moved him into a large room down the hallway.

Callen was starting to come too, although he was very groggy as the lay him down on the track bed for the MRI scanner, He started struggling with the orderly.

"Mr. Callen, it's ok, we are just going to check you out to make sure there is no after effects from your trip."

"No!" Callen struggled, he didn't know where he was but his brain had thrown a red flag at him for the machine, he remembered always being told an MRI scan was not allowed.

The doctor came out and nodded to the two orderlies to strap him on the bed.

"It's alright Mr. Callen, I assume you are claustrophobic, this is a non invasive test, we are just going to look at your heart, the scanner is loud but doesn't hurt at all."

"No…Can't…" Callen said, his head still reeling, this room was too bright, too noisy and there were danger warnings screaming in his head.

"Tie him down." The doctor ordered, "We'll get this done and get Mr. Callen treated as soon as possible." He turned away and switched on the machine.

The second he did that Callen felt like every nerve ending in his body was on fire and he screamed. His head was pounding and he felt like his head was going to explode.

"NO! OFF! STOP IT!" Callen screamed pulling at the restraints.

The doctor turned to a nurse and smiled, "its ok this happens with some patients, its claustrophobia, he'll be fine soon."

Callen screamed at the top of his lungs as he felt something in his head move.

"STOP!" A deep voice boomed as the door flung open.

The doctor swore and stopped the machine, "Didn't you see the sign the machine is in use!" he said to the older man standing there looking furious.

The smaller woman moved to the man on the bed. "It's ok Mr. Callen, it's stopped now."

Callen looked at her unfocused and fainted.

"Who the hell are you people?"

"I'm his doctor, do you not check your patient's medical history, it says clearly on his file no MRI's." Dr. Hurst growled at him.

"I saw it. But he was out cold, and I just assumed he had claustrophobia, it's a quick procedure, we'll be done in a few moments." He said moving to retie the restraints.

"No you won't, he wasn't screaming from fear, it was pain, and you were killing him." Daniel Hurst moved over to Callen, "Untie him Hetty, I'll have him moved back to the room we were using earlier."

"You can't just move him, he was tachycardic and hypothermic, he needs to be treated, and he may need surgery on his heart."

"I cannot tell you much, but there is a piece of metal in his head. When you switched that machine on it was being dragged slowly through his brain, I have no idea now how much if any damage you have cause my patient, and if you have caused permanent damage I can assure you, you will never practice medicine again." Daniel snarled.

He stood nearby as the orderlies placed him on a gurney and started pushing him away, "I have to protest!" Dr. Morales said, "I was not told of his condition, I just was trying to help him. He's been oxygen deprived; I am not to blame from any complications arising from that."

Daniel picked up Callen's notes, "Have an ultrasound meet us in room 317."

"That's the old x-ray room?" Morales said.

Hurst nodded, "Yes it is, if you bring the ultrasound there I will allow you to check his heart." He said and walked off after Callen.

Hurst walked into the room to see Hetty stroking his face and wiping a tear she would never admit away.

"I see he captured your heart too." He smiled knowing that while they were alone they could talk freely.

"He has, he's been through so much and to hear him screaming like that broke my heart, he's never made a sound like it not even as a child." She patted his arm and moved away only to find him gripping her wrist.

"I've never seen him cry." Hurst admitted, wiping the tears that were still leaking from Callen's eyes even though he was out cold.

"The pain must have been immense." Hetty guessed.

"I would think so the MRI scanner was pulling the chip out of his brain, we will have to wait until he wakes again to see if it's still working, but he could still talk so I am hoping so." Hurst checked his vitals, "His core temperature has come up two points which is good but he's still cold. As soon as we stabilize him and check that his heart is ok then we can let Emma and the others go and see him."

Sam walked in and pulled a chair up to the wall, "I ain't leaving him again." He said and sat down his arms crossed refusing to move.

Hetty smiled and move her chair next to his, "I commend your loyalty Mr. Hanna."

"Yeah well I showed precious little of that earlier, I thought Callen had run again, I'm not letting him down again."

Dr. Morales walked in with an ultrasound machine, he plugged it in and walked over to Callen, moving the heating pad down and putting the gel on his chest.

"Ok, Mr. Callen lets get a look at that heart."

The machine beeped and was silent.

"What?" Morales looked at the machine, "It was working a moment ago?"

Daniel walked over to Callen, "its ok son, I'm here so is Sam and Hetty, there won't be any pain, let the doctor check out your heart," he said into Callen's ear.

The doctor looked at him strangely and then jumped in surprise as the machine suddenly worked.

"Just do it quick Doc, I will keep him occupied."

"He's unconscious, why would you need to keep him occupied?"

Daniel just shot him a look and turned to Callen, "I need you to calculate Pi to 118 places, backwards." He said and stepped away. "Ok that'll keep him busy, lets get on with this."

Morales did the ultrasound and looked at his monitors, "He still has a slight arrhythmia but there seems to be no scarring on the heart, it just needs a jolt, I can arrange a surgery time for him."

"How much of a charge would you need?"

"300 kilojoules I think would cover it. Just one shot."

"Wait a second." Daniel said and leaned over to Callen, "Callen, end program. New program. You need to adjust your heart rhythm, you have an arrhythmia and it's either you do it or surgery, you need a charge of approximately 300 kilojoules and you should be in the clear and then you can wake up."

Morales looked at him like he was crazy.

"Step away from the table." Daniel said.

The doctor moved but kept his eye on the man on the bed whose body arced for a second and fell down onto the bed again.

"Check it now?" Daniel asked.

Morales nodded and ran another scan. "Normal sinus rhythm…I….I don't understand."

Daniel smiled, "The miracle of modern medicine and the power of suggestion." He said. He nodded at Hetty as Morales left, and she followed him no doubt to impress how important it was that he say nothing of what he had witnessed.

Daniel pulled the heating pad up Callen's chest again, "We'll be right here my son, you rest now and warm up, you will back among friends before you know it."

Sam moved closer as Daniel checked his stats.

Callen stirred as he began to feel warmer. He murmured in as he started to wake up.

"My fault…my fault…she's dead…my fault…so sorry," Callen said moving about on the bed… "Mom…I'm sorry…didn't mean too…" more tears escaped as Sam looked at Daniel for confirmation.

"What's that about?" he asked.

Daniel shrugged, "I don't know, it could be a residual memory, of his mother's death, something in his subconscious, we won't know till he wakes up."

Sam put his hand on Callen's shoulder, "It's ok partner, you're not alone, I'm here." He said hoping against hope that Callen could hear him.