A couple of hours went by and Caitlin had still not woken, but the nurses reassured them that it was normal. Hank thanked the team and told them to go back to work and keep searching for who was behind all of this. He had two cops on duty at the door. The mastermind of this whole scheme would soon realize that Caitlin was still alive and nothing prevented him to have someone else go after Cat.

Hank wanted to talk to Antonio about what the situation was between him and Cat. He hadn't been oblivious to his encounter with Laura and even though he had never meddled in Cat's love life, he felt that she didn't need to be caught up in something that was not only going to stress her but hurt her too, especially not after what had just happened. Yet, he knew it wasn't the time or place to have that kind of conversation. He would wait until he could have a man to man conversation with Antonio.

Antonio looked at her as he held her hand. Suddenly he saw her eyes flicker and felt her hand move.

"Voight". He called out to Hank, who had stood to stretch his leg and was looking out the window. Hank turned around and saw that she was trying to open her eyes. He walked back to his seat and took her hand.

"We're right here".

Cat heard his voice and slowly opened her eyes in the direction of his voice.

The swelling in her face had gone down. Hank smiled at her. "Hey you".

She gave him a weak smile and whispered. "Hank".

She turned her head slowly and tears welled up in her eyes. He was there and he was alive. Everything at the Synagogue had been hazy, fuzzy. She had aimed but between the bruising in her face that had caused her blurry vision and the pain from her wound, she hadn't been sure, if she had managed to take the guy down or not.

"Hey gorgeous", he said as he took her hand to his lips and kissed it.

A tear rolled down her cheek. "Are you OK"?

He caressed the hair on the top of her head. "I am now. And all that is thanks to you. Please, don't cry".

He gently wiped the tear from her cheek and smiled at her.

There was a gentle cough outside the room. Hank looked up and saw Al and Jay standing in the hallway.

"I'll be right back", he told Cat as he stood and walked outside of the room.

"How is she"? asked Al.

"She just came to".

"Look Hank, you know I wouldn't bother at a time like this if I didn't feel it was important".

Hank nodded. "What's going on"?

"Well, you remember that you had sent us back to Caitlin's apartment looking for a camera, well we found it embedded in one of the fridge magnets and gave it to IT to run some checks on it, like serial number, supplier, retailers, etc".

"And you found something".

Al looked at Jay. "Yeah, and you're not going to like it. These cameras are state of the art material. There are no retailers in the entire United States for these, they are not allowed to be sold, because they are only used by the government".

"The government"?

"Things like the FBI, CIA, NSA", Al paused for a moment. "and the DEA"!

"Are you saying that the FBI or the NSA are responsible for this"?

"No. Each camera serial number is listed to an agency or department. This one belongs to the DEA, Hank"!

Hank turned around and looked at Cat. Someone within the DEA was behind all of this. But who? And why?

"Just give me one sec". He walked back to the room.

"I need to head back to 21. I promise you, I'll get the bastard that did this to you. But I'll be back as soon as I can and if you need me I'm only a phone call away".

Caitlin nodded.

Antonio looked at Voight. "If it's alright with you, I'd like to stay here with Caitlin"?

"Absolutely. Call if there is anything".

When Hank walked into District 21, Trudy called him over to the counter. "How is she"?

"She'll pull through".

"Hank, if you or Caitlin need anything, let me know. We all love her and she's family. We're here. Just say the word".

"I appreciate that Trudy. Thanks".

When he reached upstairs he took off his coat and stood in the middle of the room. "I want a list of all DEA employees who have access to these cameras. These are regulated. They are most probably stored somewhere, where only certain people have clearance access. I want their names"!

"Should we check with McAllister"?

"No. From now on we keep this in-house. No more communicating case details to anyone from the DEA. We can't trust anyone". He turned to Alvin. "I need to speak with Commander Perry. Call Antonio for me and have him give the cops the order that McAllister is not to get close to Caitlin. I don't care about the fallback, she is off-limits to anyone from the DEA"!

"Got it".

Hank left the room and headed towards Commander Perry's office.

Will entered Caitlin's room and stood at the end of her bed. "Hello Caitlin, I'm Doctor Halstead, Jay's brother. How are you feeling"?

"I've known better days".

"How is the pain? Is it bearable or do we need to increase your morphine"?

"It's bearable for the time being".

"I'm just going to check your incision, if that's alright with you"?

She nodded. Will walked to her side and lowered the sheets.

"I'll wait outside", said Antonio standing.

"Stay". Said Cat as he grabbed his hand. "Please"?

Antonio sat back down and held on to her hand.

Will lifted the gown and gently lifted the bandage. "Looks good, looks really good".

He put everything back in place. "I'm on call all night, so if you need anything, have the nurses page me, okay"?

He shook hands with Antonio and started walking out.

"I'll be right back", Antonio said as he stood and followed Will outside.

"Will"?

"Yeah"?

"I'd really like to stay with her during the night".

Will smiled. "I don't see any reason why you couldn't. On the contrary, I think it will be good for her. After the ordeal she's been through, I don't feel that being alone is the best thing for her. I've also asked Dr. Charles to stop by and see her tomorrow, see if she needs to express what she's been through".

"Thanks. I appreciate it".

"Hey no sweat. We're all a family and family sticks together"!