Flynn sat in the hospital bed and watched fluids from an IV bag drip into his uninjured arm. He didn't know where he was, certainly not in any known Seattle hospital, but the level of care and the medical equipment available was second to none. He had been allowed to call home but was asked not to reveal what was going on. He decided on telling his wife that he had an ongoing emergency with Christian and not to wait up. He would call her again when he had more info. Talking with his wife settled him. The sound of her voice soothed him.

He wondered where Grey was now and if he was alive. Then he thought of Taylor and wondered the same thing. There were four beds in this room and three were filled. The other two men were unconscious. Flynn didn't know them but wondered if they worked for Grey. Flynn looked at his watch surprised no one had removed it.

The door opened and an orderly came in and moved out Flynn's two roommates. Then Welch came in supporting, a bedraggled, confused Grey, who appeared to be in deep shock.

"Christian!" Flynn called.

Grey turned around, suddenly recognizing him, "John! She's dead. Sawyer shot her in the head. Her brains were all over the floor. She's dead, John. She's dead. What am I going to do? She's dead, John. Sawyer shot her in the head. Her brains were all over the floor. She's dead, John. She's dead. What am I going to do?"

"Christian, you need to rest. We can talk after you've slept, okay?"

"You'll still be here John?"

"Yes, Christian, I will still be here. Now lay down and rest."

"I am afraid I will dream about her."

"Don't worry, Christian. Tonight you won't have any dreams. "

A nurse came in and helped Welch to get him undressed and into bed. She injected a heavy dose of ativan into his arm, all the while speaking in a soft soothing voice. Christian never objected. Moments later he was asleep.

Welch came over and sat down beside Flynn's bed and sighed heavily. "Its been a rough couple of days, Dr Flynn. "

"It certainly has. May I ask who Christian was referring to?"

Welch sighed wearily again before answering, "Fucking Elena Lincoln."

Flynn's eyes widened in surprise.

"I know, Doc, I know. The same bitch that made him sign a new will. The same bitch that was forcing him upstairs to the playroom at gunpoint. The same bitch that planned to kill him and Ana and make it look like murder-suicide. He hadn't even asked about Ana, or Taylor or even his family. Apparently, the first and only person he called was Elena.

"How is Ana?"

"You saw the blow to her head that Isaac gave her. Well, when he tossed her in the trunk of Elena's car, her head landed hard on a tire iron. The people here are very experienced and very discreet, but they don't do brain surgery. She's been transferred to University of Washington hospital and is undergoing surgery as we speak. She has serious brain swelling as well as some hemorrhaging. The doctor I spoke with was not optimistic.

"My god! This is unbelievable!"

"Not to mention Luke Sawyer is almost a complete basket case over Ana. He was forced to use his weapon five times today. Taking five lives in such a short period of time is going to catch up to him and right now he has no support. I have people with him, don't get me wrong. Ryan and Reynolds are there with him but he's just withdrawing. I made him give me his weapon and I thought he would slug me. I'm worried about him, real worried.

"I wish I could speak with him. "

"You may get your wish yet, Doc, but right now we're trying to keep some distance between Luke and Grey. There's a lot of bad feelings on both sides. "

"I see. How is Taylor?"

Welch smiled. "Finally, something positive. It was close, he flat-lined in the chopper once and once again in surgery. He's going to be fine. Of course, I'm not sure what is going to happen when he finds out about Ana "

"She seems to be the lynch-pin for almost everyone. "

"I'm having Escala cleaned up right now. We should be able to get Grey there first thing in the morning. Maybe you can get him to agree to see his family. They are driving me crazy, not that I blame them. "

"Do you know the reason behind the estrangement?"

They had him declared dead. They gave up on him. He is not ready to forgive them. "

"I see. He feels abandoned once again. "Flynn sighed, "You're right, Welch. We certainly have our work cut out for us. "