A/N – Thanks for the reviews everyone! It means the world to me! Sorry but this chapter might be shorter than normal. I'm really tired but still wanted to get a chapter posted!

Chapter 11:

Jack kept his eyes on the road, hitting the gas pedal a little harder than he normally would. Myles looked over and noticed his speed.

"You know Jack," he said, "we're not in that much of a rush." Jack realized what he was doing and slowed down a bit, though still a little over the speed limit.

"Sorry." Myles just shook his head.

"Trying to catch up to Bobby and the girlfriend I see." Jack just rolled his eyes. "So, since we still at least an hour until we get there, why don't you tell me how you and Sue finally admitted you guys liked each other. You know you're timing landed me a dinner from the rest of the team." Jack gave him a quick glance, frowning.

"You were betting on us?" He said incredulously. He knew that Lucy, and sometimes Tara had been trying for years to get them together, but Myles?

"Well, we knew it would only be a matter of time, especially after the whole New York thing."

"We'll I'm glad to hear my personal life is feeding you, at mine and Sue's expense." Jack responded, though smiling. It was nice to know that their team was supportive of them, but Jack decided to change the subject. "So, do you think we'll finally catch these guys?" Myles sighed.

"Would be nice, but it's never this simple. It's only been a few days. If only terrorists were that easy to catch."

"Aren't we optimistic." Jack said, but was interrupted as he felt his cell phone ringing. He quickly answered it, to hear Bobby's frantic voice on the other end.

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Bobby kept humming along with the radio as he made his way down the road. They were off the main highway now, on a smaller road with a lot less traffic. He knew they were still at least 45 minutes out of where they were supposed to wait and meet up with Jack, Myles and SWAT. He turned and saw that Sue was still sleeping, but starting to stir slightly. He smiled as she bolted upright in the seat.

"How long was I asleep?" She asked, as she leaned back against the chair again.

"No worries Sheila, we're only about half way there. Seems like you really needed that rest." Sue nodded, but Bobby could tell something wasn't right. He kept glancing at her, still trying to keep one eye on the road. He got her attention. "Is everything alright Sue?" She didn't answer for a few seconds, and Bobby started to get worried, as she leaned against the seat.

"My head really hurts, and my stomach does too." Bobby wasn't too sure what to do. There was no real room to pull over, only ditches on both sides of the road. He started to slow down when he felt his car start to slide on the ice underneath, losing control as they headed towards the ditch. He instinctively threw his hand over, to keep Sue from hitting the dash, as rolled into the ditch, landing in a foot of snow. Bobby took a deep breath, immediately looking at Sue.

"Are you hurt?" She shook her head.

"Not from the accident. Bobby," she said frantically, "I think something's wrong." Bobby tried to rack his brain.

"Headache and stomach pains?" She nodded. "Have you had your appendix out?" It was the first thing he could think of, but when she nodded, he knew it wasn't that. He looked around and realized that there was no way they would be able to get out of the ditch. There was snow all around, and they had to be stuck. He turned as he noticed Sue's teeth starting to chatter.

"I'm so cold." She said quietly, trying to wrap her coat even tighter around her. Bobby reached to his back seat and pulled out his emergency blanket, covering her up. He rested his hand on her forehead, surprised at the heat.

"Sue – you're burning up." But Bobby was pretty sure she hadn't read what he had said. Her eyes were opening and closing, and he could tell she was breathing shallowly. He wished he knew more about medicine, wondering if maybe it was some sort of infection, or flu, or anything. He didn't know what to think, but he knew what he needed to do.

"It's okay Sheila." He said, trying to comfort her, "Everything's going to be alright." Bobby tried to convince himself as he pulled out his cell phone and called Jack's number

"Jack – it's Bobby." He said quickly, as he heard his best friend pick up.

"Hey! We're just pulling off the highway. Should be there in about an hour. We're probably only about 20 minutes behind you…" Bobby interrupted him.

"Jack – something's wrong..."

"What do you mean?" Bobby heard Jack's worried voice replied back quickly.

"We slid off the road into the ditch. It was icy and now we're stuck. Neither of us were hurt but something's wrong with Sue." Jack felt his heart drop, and noticed Myles's gaze, watching him carefully, trying to pick up on what was going on.

"What do you mean?" Jack said anxiously.

"She's burning up. She says her head and stomach really hurt. We need to get her to a hospital." Jack looked at Myles for a second, who was awaiting some information.

"Sue's sick and they drove into a ditch. We need to get there – now." Myles grabbed the phone from Jack, allowing him to drive with his attention on the road, though it was drifting to Sue and whatever was wrong with her. Myles was talking to Bobby trying to figure out where they were. Jack sped down the country lane, until 15 minutes later when he spotted Bobby's car off the road, in a foot of snow, praying that she was okay. They had been through enough – how much more did they have to take?