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Six months later

Jamie was out on a run when a big, black car pulled up beside him. Jamie stopped and frowned slightly. The back passenger door opened and Jamie's eyes widened slightly in surprise when it was Garrett who stepped out and not his father.

"Jamie, we've been looking all over for you." Garrett said somewhat relieved at the sight of Jamie.

Jamie waited a beat, shrugged his shoulders slightly and then answered with a breathless, "Why?"

"Your needed at 1PP." when Jamie went to respond Garrett cut him off with, "Don't argue Jamie, just get in the car please."

Garrett's facial expression left no room for debate so Jamie did as he was told and got in the car, not liking the feel of what was happening at all. The car ride to 1PP was tense to say the least so Jamie didn't make another attempt to ask what was going on, he just tried his best to wait and see what this was all about.

Once they arrived, Garrett and Jamie wordlessly made their way up to the commissioner's office. When Baker saw them approach, she stood up and went straight to the office door, opened it and announced, "Officer Reagan's here, sir."

"Thank you Baker," Frank replied in his usual gruff voice.

Jamie walked into his dad's office and looked when Baker closed the door and then to his dad for an explanation.

Frank was standing in front of his desk with his hands in his pants pockets looking at Jamie like he was about to tell him the world was about to end.

"What's with all the cloak and dagger stuff dad?" Jamie asked with a little humour, in attempt to diffuse the tension in the room.

Frank ignored the question and rebutted with a question of his own, "Have you been in contact with Officer Janko, since she left for Singapore?"

Of all the questions his dad could ask him, that was not one that Jamie was expecting at all and his facial reaction said as much, "No, why do you ask?"

"It's been six months Jamie and you've had no contact what so ever with her albeit via phone, computer or any other communicating device?" Frank asked not believing his son's answer. Jamie just looked back at his dad and gave a tight nod. Frank then finished off with one question, "Why?"

Jamie waited a beat and then replied with, "Because she left me a letter telling me not to. Now are you going to tell me what's goin on here or not?"

Frank just looked down and then away.

"Dad?"

"I know how you two left things but I just thought you would've tried to reach out to her despite that?"

Jamie furrowed his brows, confusion and nerves swimming together in his stomach, "Is Eddie in some sort of trouble? Is that why I'm here?"

Frank took in a deep breath, took his hands out of his pockets and walked around his desk while saying, "There's something you need to see."

Frank then reached for the remote on his desk and aimed it at the plasma, hitting play. Jamie looked from his dad and then to the plasma. Vision was seen of what looked like a burnt out convenience store. It appeared to be chaotic, people could be seen running, crying and screaming while police and paramedics tried to calm them.

A reporter's voice could then be heard, "A bomb was detonated here not too long ago, targeting this convenience store. The owner of the store is known to police as an alleged drug dealer. It is not yet known whether this was the motive for its detonation. So far the death toll stands at three which includes the store's owner, with four injured, one being an American."

Jamie frowned at the vision and stepped forward to concentrate harder on the footage as his heartbeat began to speed up. All of a sudden the camera switched to a different angle where stretchers of wounded people being put into ambulances could be seen. One particular stretcher was focussed on and Jamie couldn't help but cover his mouth in shock while his eyes widened when he saw who it was.

"The American has now been identified as Officer Edit Janko of the New York City Police Department." As the reporter said this, Eddie could be seen conscious, disorientated, with blood seeping from her head and black soot all over her clothes and skin as she was put into an ambulance. Eddie's police photo was then put on screen.

At this Frank paused the footage and turned to face Jamie who looked panic stricken as he tried to process the footage he just saw. He then let his hand fall down as he let out a pained, "My god….Eddie."

Frank then turned the plasma off, "This footage was taken yesterday. I only found out about it an hour ago. The perp was apprehended not long after this footage was taken."

"Eddie's not…she can't be….is she?" Jamie had trouble getting out.

"I don't know," Frank said with a sombre tone.

Jamie frowned in confusion at his dad's response as anger and fear built up inside him, "How can you not know dad, you're the police commissioner?"

"Jamie, I have been yelling my head off up here and have ordered everyone else to as well since I found about this, trying to find out what the hell happened."

Jamie brushed his brow and then dropped his hand, "Well, what about the Detective in charge of the squad, Rodrigues? He must know if Eddie's ok."

Frank sighed in frustration, "I've tried him as well as every other member of the team and no-one is answering their damn phone."

Jamie closed his eyes tight and sucked in a breath, he then reopened them, "What about the hospital?"

"That was my next call. The doctor I spoke to would not release her information to me or even confirm that she had even been admitted."

Jamie's confusion continued as he let out a whispered, "What."

Suddenly the door opened and Garrett rushed in, "We got them Frank, they're on line two."

Frank hit the button on the phone so that it was on speaker. "This is Commissioner Reagan, who am I talking to here?"

"It's Detective Rodrigues Commissioner, I apologise for the radio silence but it couldn't be helped."

"Expect to explain that to me in detail Detective but first thing first, we saw the news footage of Officer Janko being wheeled into an ambulance. Tell me my Officer is ok Detective?"

The line went silent as Frank, Jamie and Garrett stared at the phone in suspense.

"I can do one better than that Commissioner, she can tell you herself."

"Commissioner, it's Officer Janko, I'm ok sir apart from a few bumps and scrapes."

Both Frank and Garrett let out the breaths they had been holding as they both closed their eyes to savour the moment. Meanwhile Jamie ran a hand through his hair, relieved to hear the sound of her voice.

"Thank God," Frank replied.

Frank then looked at Jamie, expecting him to be the next to speak but all Jamie did was stare at the phone one last time and then he walked away to sit on one of the leather couches. Frank then took the phone off speaker and finished the debrief with Detective Rodrigues while Garrett left the office to tend to the many calls he had been receiving of people who had seen the footage.

Once Frank was finished with the debrief, he hung up the phone, sighed deeply, looked to his son who was sitting with his head down, elbows on his knees and hands clasped together. Frank then got up to sit across from him and waited for his son to speak first.

"For a moment there, I actually thought that Eddie could be….that Eddie could be dead," Jamie finished off with as he looked at his dad.

"How did that make you make you feel?"

Jamie frowned, "How did that make me feel? You're startin to sound like a shrink dad," Jamie finished off with a light smirk.

Frank smiled softly, waited a beat and then replied with, "Really? Cause I think I sound like a father asking his son how he feels about almost losing someone he really cares about."

Jamie looked down at that comment, "Full of regret."

"About?" Frank pursued.

Jamie shook his head slightly, "Things I said, things I didn't say, things I didn't do…."

"Like not saying anything to Eddie when you heard her voice on the phone and realised that she was still alive?"

Jamie just looked to his dad, his facial reaction, the answer to the question.

"Jamie, I think you should know that I have decided based on evidence that Detective Rodrigues has given me to disband the team in Singapore and order them all back home."

Jamie looked to his dad and then nodded.

"I also think you should know that Eddie's flight arrives in New York day after tomorrow at 10am," Frank said as he got up and put his hands in his pockets, "I think it's time son, to make some decisions that you know you won't regret," Frank finished off with.

"Thanks dad," Jamie replied.

Frank smiled to his son and then walked out of his office.

Eddie got off the plane and grabbed her bags from baggage claim all the while thinking how lucky she was to make it back home in one piece. She was however exhausted, still a little banged up which could be seen by the small, white patch covering the gash on the side of her forehead from the blast. She headed out to the front of the airport, wheeling her suitcase behind her whilst carrying her duffel bag over her left shoulder.

"Need a lift into the city shorty?" Eddie heard this and looked behind her to the person she had just passed.

"Jamie? What...? How did you know?" Eddie managed to get out.

Jamie shrugged his shoulders slightly, "My dad's the Police Commissioner and the Police Commissioner knows everything…Welcome home Eddie," Jamie finished off with a smile which Eddie then reciprocated. Jamie waited in anticipation for Eddie to make the next move which she did.

She dropped her duffel bag, left her suitcase and walked up to Jamie before slowly wrapping her arms around Jamie's neck, hugging him close as her hands landed on his shoulder blades. Jamie reciprocated instantly wrapping his arms around Eddie's body, one hand around her waist while the other landed on the middle of her back. They both savoured the moment as they closed their eyes each sighing in relief. They stayed like this for quite some time, neither speaking out of fear of ruining the moment and neither wanting to be the first one to let go.