Incredulous Chapter 14, a blue bloods fanfic

"Jamie… Jamie...JAMIE!" Jamie shot up from the hospital bed, his body instantly overwhelmed with pain as sweat trickled down his face. He looked over wide eyed to his sister who wore fear on her face. "This is the third one Jamie," She rubbed her hand on his back trying to bring his heart rate down as he breathed heavily.

"That's the fourth one," Henry looked concerned at his grandson; this was the fourth of a long series of nightmares that Jamie had and it was terrifying.

"I keep having these flashes of what happened," He lowered himself down slowly with the help of Erin, she cringed as he let out a low squeak of pain.

"You are remembering," She asked horrified.

"I don't know, maybe… My mind could be playing tricks on me based off of what you told me." Jamie looked awful, his face pale making the dark bags under his eyes more defined and he seemed to be running a fever.

"I think you just need goodnights sleep, Jamie you look exhausted., and you're a little warm." Erin place her hand to his forehead with concern.

"I can't between remembering things and being scared that they won't find Eddie a full night's sleep is not in my cards."

"Danny is on the case and you know he will find her."

"I really hope so."

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"NYPD open up," Danny pounded on the door so hard it shook in its frame. He looked to his partner who nodded her head. She quickly moved to the side as Danny slammed his foot against the door knocking it off its hinges and sending it clattering to the floor. With their back up they cleared each room, calling to each other that there was no one else in the house posing a threat.

"I don't see anything that shows that there was anyone here, no foot prints, no garbage wrappers," Baez looked around the small house, it was covered in a thick layer of dust, everything untouched.

"He wouldn't keep her up stairs, there has to be a basement."

"Okay, everybody spread out, we need to find a basement, search this entire place, we need to find detective Janko," Maria commanded before following Danny around. It took only a few minutes before an officer called out.

"Detectives over here," Maria and Danny rushed over to the man who shown a light into a broom closet. "There," He said pushing on the false bottom.

"Janko call out," Danny yelled. Everyone grew quiet listening but no reply came.

"She's been down there for five days Reagan, we don't know what he did," Maria lifted the door and revealed the stairs leading to the basement. With hesitance, she disappeared with Danny behind her. The basement was dark and freezing, not a proper place where a person should be kept. The basement eerie in its own way was filled with junk but as they made their way around, they did not see Eddie.

"Damn it," Danny yelled throwing a pile of garbage to the floor. "This was our only lead, and she isn't here!" Baez dropped her gun to her side and let out a sigh, had they failed Eddie?

"We will keep looking, and we will find her," Baez tried to stay optimistic, she was still out there."

"And how long is that going to take, she's been gone for five days, and two of them have been with Adam in our custody."

"All the more reason to keep looking, we have to keep looking, come on back to our drawing boards." Together they maneuvered around the junk in the basement, it may have been small but a person could get lost. "Stop," Maria shouted to him.

"What," He looked to her but her eyes were trained at a pile of garbage. "its trash Baez," He sighed looking it over but she shook her head. She had seen it, just a glimmer caught in the beam of her flashlight. She holstered her weapon and moved to the pile. To her surprise, it was on some platform and it was all solid, glued together or something. She pushed the pile and revealed a hidden door. "Danny," He was already ahead of her pulling the door open and shining his light down the staircase.

"Oh god, Janko," They rushed down the stairs and while Danny quickly made his way to her Maria cleared the small room before returning to him.

"Does she have a pulse?" Danny reached and placed two fingers on her neck, she was freezing, but he could feel the small thump against his fingers.

"Yes, call for a medic," Baez sprinted up the stairs and disappeared into the first level of the basement.

"Janko, wake up, come on," Danny shook her but she didn't move. Her lips were chapped and her face sunken, she looked like hell. He saw her wrists under the restraints, it sickened him, they were shredded, bloody from the obvious fight she made to try to break free. "Come on Janko, wake up, if not for me than for my brother, he is okay, he needs you."

"Danny," Baez reappeared with two men who cared their medic bags and a stretcher. "They have her now She is going to be okay."

"Lets hope," Danny said not truly convinced.

"Dad, thank god you're here," Erin ran to her father and wrapper her arms around him. He had been so busy that his visits to Jamie had lessened, he had to keep the press away and also help Danny coordinate the search for Eddie which had ended today.

"They found her," He didn't know when to tell her but now seemed like more time than any. Erin quickly pulled back and looked at her father, trying to read him, she had the best ability in the family out of everyone to see through his stoic face to see his true feelings on the matter.

"What's wrong?" Erin saw it, the news he delivered wasn't a joyful announcement something was wrong.

"She is severely dehydrated, she hasn't ate in six days and she developed a case of hypothermia, she has been beaten and as a sepsis, they are not sure she is going to make it." Erin clasped her hands over her mouth in shock, she felt sick to her stomach.

"Oh god Dad, she has to make it," She wrapped her arms around him again.

"She is in the best hands at St. Andrews, we just have to pray." Erin pulled away again, this time she was the one who looked at him telling him something was wrong.

"Jamie?" He moved to his room where a nurse was taking his vitals again, she hung a bag of antibiotics.

"He developed a high fever, they haven't been able to bring it down, they say its infection but his immune system is so compromised that his is not able to fight it off, they have been giving him antibiotics but they say its bad Dad." Her voice cracked as tears began to stream down her face; she put the heel of her palm to her forehead as she tried to pull it together. "He was fine a little while ago, he was up and talking the fever was low, then the nightmares started to get worse. It happened so quick, he was just telling me about what his last dream was about but his words were jumbled and he passed out, I was about to call you but then you said you were on your way." Frank wrapped his daughter in his arms again; she sobbed as he watched the nurse connect the bag on the hook, not his youngest, God couldn't have him.

"Reagan," Baez looked at him as he threw his phone at his desk. She got up but he was already storming to interrogation room, she followed quick at his heels quickly intercepting him from getting in. She shoved him across the way with force into the empty room. "What is happening," She asked, slamming the door behind her.

"I just got a call from my wife." He fell into the chair.

"Jamie…" Her heart skipped a beat. "He was fine, what happened."

"Sepsis, there was an infection and now its in his blood, they had to move him back to the ICU."

"St. Vic has some of the highest doctors; Jamie is getting the best care he can."

"He is weak right now, his body is still getting over the attack."

"Going in there is not going to cure him, and it sure as hell wont solve anything, we got him Danny he is going way!"

"A dirty cop in jail he wont get what's coming to him!"

"He put away criminals, they will be waiting for him, trust me Danny, justice will be served."

"At what cost, the lives of Jamie and Eddie," he yelled.

"They aren't dead Reagan…"

"Their odds aren't looking good and I cant lose another brother!"

"Go Danny, you go be with him, your family needs you, I can handle Hillgar, he is done, this it over and Jamie and Eddie will be okay, go be with him!" He stood up and made his way to the door, she followed behind, she knew his ways, and she blocked his way to Adam Hillgar's interrogation room. "Go Danny, I mean it!" She shoved him out of the hallway towards his desk, watching to make sure he left. This case was far from over, they may have caught Hillgar but now they had to send him to jail.

"How's he doing?" Danny threw his jacket on a chair and quickly met with his wife who held him tightly. The family was sitting outside in the waiting room in the ICU; the doctors said that he needed to be isolated for a couple of hours but this didn't mean the Reagan clan was going to leave. The settled down in the waiting room, all except for Frank, who had left only moments before Danny arrived.

"Still has that high fever and infection, they are trying to keep it down still."

"But it's not working," Erin said a little defeated.

"They are doing their best, Dr. Gordon is a great ICU doctor, he just needs time to assess," Linda tied to reassure her. Erin fell back into her chair, exhausted with the day's events. It had been a trying day much like this whole ordeal; it was supposed to be a victory, they found Eddie and Jamie had been awake, but now both their lives were in peril. Henry rubbed his granddaughter's back soothing her though it only worked slightly. They were all afraid, the thought of losing another was too real, after Joe they all had that fear they just never expected it to be Jamie.

"Where is Dad?" Danny looked around at the long faced, missing his father; it seemed to be that way a lot lately. Danny knew why, the hospitals, this one in particular hit them hard most of all, Mary had died here and before that Betty, he lost two of the most important people in his life here, if Jamie passed away here it would make three.

"He had to go to Eddie, make the appearance, her family… well her dad is in jail and her mother passed away a few years ago, as far as siblings she has one but he doesn't talk to the family."

"She needs someone there, I'm glad he went." Danny wrapped one arm around Linda and kissed the top of her head before sitting next to their sons; this was going to be a long wait. He coupled his hand with Linda who laid her head on his shoulder, they all stared at the door, waiting, praying to God that Jamie would be okay.

Even if she did not carry the Reagan name, she was still partnered to a Reagan and she was close to him. Danny had been her first partner that she trusted with her life, who did not lie to her or hurt her, he was her friend and confidant so this was personal. She opened the door to the interrogation room with file in hand and ready to wipe that smug arrogant look off Hillgar and his lawyers face.

"You must be Baez, detective Reagan's partner," She extended her hand across the table, Baez looked at it but denied her, seating herself across from the two. "Right, well as I told detective Reagan, there is no sufficient evidence of my client attacking Detective Canter and or kidnapping Detective Janko and please lets be honest a Reagan on the case of the attack of Jamieson Reagan and the kidnapping of Nicole Reagan is a little fishy."

"Let me go ahead and stop you there Ms. Murray, as you can see Detective Reagan isn't here and as for that evidence you so cleverly think is being comprised by Detective Reagan, I will have you know that not a single thing was collected by him, it was me."

"Still a connection, you people have nothing on my client and you know it." She crossed her arms with a smile which if given the chance Maria would have slapped off but she was a professional and she did not need physical contact to take that smirk away. She smiled back and opened the folder pulling the first photo out and laying it in front of Adam, his eyes grew slightly wider.

"Detective Hillgar, can you go ahead and tell me your connection to this house."

"This is ridiculous," Murray spoke as she looked between Maria and Adam.

"This is evidence and I asked a question!" She slammed her hand on the photo and repeated the question, "Detective Hillgar, what is your connection to this house?" Murray nodded to him.

"That was my mother's house," He replied.

"Great, and it's in your name now correct?"

"This is ridiculous, what does my client's property have to do with anything?"

"Is is in your name Detective Hillgar," Baez ignored her, she was cornered and she knew it, Baez felt nothing but joy as the smile slowly faded.

"Yeah so, I haven't been there in years, my mother was nothing but a drunk and a drug addict, I've been trying to sell it ever since I got the place."

"It's funny you say that because there is no record of you putting it up for sale," Baez pushed the photo closer.

"I am trying to get the construction crews to buy it, they are rebuilding the neighborhood."

"Funny you should know that they are rebuilding since they hadnt started until earlier this month, but you said you hadn't been there in years. My question is how did you know that it was going on if you hadn't been there in years?"

"I…They called me to offer me," He spit out the excuse but Baez knew his game and she was prepared.

"You know being a detective you should know that we go over everything, leave no stone unturned, so I called the construction company, they aren't looking to tear down any houses and they say they haven't asked anyone to sell."

"What does this house have anything to do with your officer's attacks," Murray stepped in. Baez pulled stacks of photos and started to lay them out.

"Because this is where Detective Edit Janko was found, beaten, freezing, starving and dehydrated!" She was now shouting with fury. "And before you say anything about this being some coincidence I'm going to stop you, Janko isn't stupid, she fought back and whose DNA did we find under her fingernails, you guessed it, Adam Hillgar's!" Baez looked at the attorney's face which as shock and her mouth pursed at a loss for words. "What's wrong, did Eddie reject you, you weren't good enough for her; I guess she doesn't like dirty cops who attack their own."

"She is a stupid whore!"Adam lunged across the table only to be yanked back by the handcuffs.

"I'm advising my client not to say another word," Panic laced Jillian Murray's voice.

"That's fine, we have enough evidence here to put him away, I'm not too worried; I also have testimony from his previous victims at the other precincts he terrorized." Baez scooped up the photos and straightened up her folder before standing and opening the door. "I just can't wait to stand before that Jury and watch as they convict you for your crimes, you will be going away for quite some time, you attack three people and think you can get away with it, one being the commissioner's son for God's sake."

"That bastard deserved it, he was never good enough for her, and you can tell Detective Reagan and his idiot Commissioner father that Jamie is nothing but weak and I enjoyed each stab." Baez could see the craziness in his eyes, if possible he would be foaming at the mouth.

"That sounds like a confession, you made this easy." She smirked before looking at Murray, "You have a great day." She shut the door behind her and lost her smile, it may have been win, but she still was sickened by the man's words.

"How is she doing?" Frank stood by Eddie's bedside with the doctor on her case. She was under heated blankets and a few IV's fed her the fluids and antibiotics she needed.

"Honestly it is a miracle she is still with us, the trauma she went through really did a number on her but she is strong, a fighter."

"One of New York's finest," Frank smiled, keeping his eye on her.

"Without going into too much detail she is still fighting the infection but we are taking care of her, I just wish we could get a hold of her family."

"I have my men searching for her brother," Frank had nothing, no name, no location of this brother but he hoped that Baker, Gormley and Garrett would work together to find him.

"We do have a next of kin down but we have no answer."

"May I ask who?"

"Admitting will know, maybe it will help you, it could be her brother, I'll get it for you." The doctor walked out leaving Frank with Eddie. He moved closer to her bed and placed his hand on her forehead, it was hot with fever.

"I want you to know Detective Janko, you are part of the Reagan family, you protected my son as his partner and his friend, as long as we live, you will always have a support system, the Reagan's are always by your side."

"Commissioner, here is the name," A posted note was handed him with a name and number, Armin Janko.

"I see your problem, Detective Janko's father Armin Janko is not valid emergency contact."

"I see, she did have another but…"

"Who is that?"

"Your son sir, Jameson Reagan but as I see on the new he is…" The doctor looked sheepishly down at the floor. Frank had almost forgotten that NYC thought his son had died.

"Right. I want you to put me down as the emergency contact, she has nobody else until we find her brother, this is my information." He handed the doctor his card, he nodded and quietly left the room to update the info.

"Like I said Detective, we will have your back."

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