We got to the hospital, she was in surgery. No one knew how long it would be. Amy and I just sat in the waiting room. I think the word got out that it was my mom because the next thing I know everyone from work started showing up. I was honestly glad they were here but at the same time I wanted to be by myself.

No one really talked, they came in gave me a hug then sat down near Amy and I.

Some time had passed before I actually started talking.

"Thanks for being here guys," I am really bad at these type of things or showing serious emotions in general. I am the funny guy I make everyone laugh this was hard.

"Jake we are a family a big weird goofy family but you know that we are always there for you and everyone," this came from Terry.

"Did any of you hear what happened? All we were told is that she was in a taxi that got hit by a bus."

"The bus was stolen. A guy robbed a bunch of places. He was about to be surrounded but ran on to the bus kicked out the driver and took off. He drove two blocks before he got to the intersection where he hit the taxi you mom was in. There were five other cars that were hit before the bus came to a stop. The guy was arrested when he tried to get off and run by yours truly," explained Rosa.

"I was there too. I was checking in people after the guy was caught. Just so you know your mom was conscious and everything but her leg was badly broken," Charles chimed in, "we were getting everything processed otherwise we would have told you ourselves and been here a lot faster.

I at least knew what happened now. I know she isn't close to death. I just needed to wait for some good news.

Everyone went silent again. It was an hour before any updates came.

A nurse came out and said, "Peralta." I jumped up. She's out of surgery the doctor wants to talk to you.

I started to walk back and Amy came with me. We were sat in a small room.

I was nervous what if my mom could never walk again. What if they had to take off her leg? I mean that can't be what happened she would be fine. It's my mom she can pull through anything.

"What's taking the doctor so long?"

"Jake calm down, the should be in here soon."

I started pacing and then there was a knock at the door. It was the doctor he was an older guy tall with glasses.

"Hello I am Dr. Steve Miller," he said when he reached out to shake my hand.

"Jake Peralta. I'm her son how is she?"

"She is doing great but it's going to be a long road to recovery. She had two major fractures in her right leg. We had to go in and reattach because there was no way either fracture was going to heal on there own. Others than that she is going to be in some pain she had a lot of bruising but nothing major."

I did a sigh of relief. Knowing that she was ok made everything better. I reached over and gave Amy a hug.

"She is in recovery now but you will be able to go see here when she is taken up to her room, I notice you have a cast can I ask what happened to you?"

"I am a police detective and I was chasing a robbery suspect and was hit by a taxi."

He just nodded and walked out of the room.

We walked back out to the waiting area and I knew everything would be alright. Everyone looked concerned until they saw me smiling then they all took their sighs of relief