Ponch woke up and sat up straight in his bed, his heart beating fast, and sweat trickling down from his brow. He looked around, no one was in the room. It wasn't normal for him to be alone…Ponch was scared, what was going on? He decided he'd have to find out for himself. The only way to find out was to get out of bed…

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Jon was laying on a hospital bed not sure what was going on. He was awake and looking around the room, it was dark, cold and medium size. It reminded him of the room Ponch had been in. Only it was a little bigger than that room and there was another bed. Jon figured they wouldn't have put him with Ponch anyway, wasn't Ponch still in ICU?

Well Jon got his answer pretty soon after that when he looked over at the bed beside him, which he had before thought was empty…but now he saw his best friend half hanging on the bed and half on the floor.

"Oh my gosh! Ponch!" Jon wasn't sure what had happened. He was surprised he was able to yell that, he hadn't felt like yelling.

Jon looked around desperately for the nurse call button, but found that this sudden movement was painful. He cried out in pain. That didn't stop him though he wasn't going to just let the situation slide he laid there for a minute trying to relax, then moved again.

He found the button just slightly above his bed and to the right and he pressed it then he stopped moving for a second to catch his breath. He looked over at his partner again. "P-Ponch?" he tried to talk to him.

Ponch then fell completely out of the bed. He hadn't unhooked anything that was connected to him, but the IV in his arm ripped out when he fell and pulled on it. He was thankful that for the most part he wasn't hooked up to anything anymore. He was breathing on his own, his heart beat was always normal, he was pretty close to getting ready to go home for resting. But now…now things might've been different just because of this stupid decision.

Ponch hit his head when he fell out of bed, and he was pretty out of it now. When Jon saw him Ponch's eyes were closed, Jon didn't even know if he was alive!

"Ponch…talk to me!" Jon demanded tears forming in his eyes.

Nikki and Brandi rushed into the room took one glance at what had happened then turned and left to get a doctor. Amber joined them in the room after doctor's Brackett and Adams entered.

"What happened in here!?" Adams demanded from Jon.

"I…I don't know," he stammered. "I woke up…and found him like…like that," he admitted. Jon was breathing heavily, starting to panic.

"Jon, calm down," Brandi said. "We don't need you hurting yourself," she said coming beside his bed.

Jon took a deep breath, shakily letting it out. His ribs were killing him right now, but he tried to take his mind off of that his friend was hurting. Why would he even attempt to get out of bed without permission!? He hadn't been out of bed in months without some help, he was so weak! To think he could get up with no help at all was just silly.

Jon shook his head. "Why? Why Ponch…why'd you do this to yourself?" he wondered aloud.

"Jon, he probably heard about you and panicked. He wanted to find out if you were okay, but didn't know you were with him. Either that or he saw you across the room and wanted to come over and make sure you were okay," Kel said knowing either option could be correct. Knowing Ponch it was more likely the second one.

Kel and Ryan got Ponch back up into his bed and began checking him over.

"There's no farther damage done, right?" Jon asked fearing the worst. He knew Ponch had been making a good recovery and this little incident might've turned things around.

"We won't know until after a few tests and he wakes up," Kel replied.

Jon nodded, he looked at his friend laying so still. This had been the longest few months of his entire life, and the first time he'd ever seen Ponch lay so still for a long period of time. He hated it! He wanted it to be over with, and deep down inside of him he still was blaming Bear and had a built up anger towards him. If he saw Bear again before Ponch woke up he might lash out on him, so he hoped Bear stayed as far away as possible, but no such luck there.

After the doctors left telling Nikki, Brandi, and Amber what tests were going to take place who should show up, but Barry Baricza.

Jon felt his face turning red, and going hot. He glared at him. "Why are you here!?" he snapped the instant Bear was in his sight.

"Um…I came to visit?" Bear replied questioning whether or not he should stay.

"This is all your fault! Ponch wouldn't be in this mess right now if it weren't for you being careless in the first place! You don't belong here! Heck he shouldn't even be speaking to you, but for some reason he has found it in his heart to forgive you," Jon said angrily.

"Jon, I don't know what happened to make you mad at me all the sudden again, but I'm sorry. Really I am! Me and Ponch worked everything out, he's not mad at me, and you shouldn't be either…"

"I shouldn't be mad!? You nearly kill my best friend and I'm supposed to be happy about it!" Jon snapped.

"Well I never said you had to be happy!" Bear yelled back. It was just then he had caught a glance at Ponch. A new bruise forming on his forehead, and he was more still than he had been the night before when he was asleep. Bear jumped to the conclusion then that he wasn't just asleep. He looked back to the banged up and angry blonde officer. "What happened to Ponch? That bruise wasn't there last night," Bear said.

Jon glared at Bear for a minute. "Mister observant, huh?"

"Jon, cut it out. I just came to visit I didn't need this crap you're pulling on me. I thought you forgave me!"

"Ponch is weak, Barry…and he can't accept the fact he needs help to do things. He's still recovering from what you did to him! After my accident Ponch must've panicked or something…he tried to get out of bed and there was no one to stop him. He can't walk on his own yet he's not strong enough he hasn't healed! He fell and hit his head pretty good, I don't know how long he's been out, but none of it would've happened if you didn't cause that accident in the first place! He wouldn't even have to be here!" Jon yelled at Bear.

Bear blinked back angry tears. He took another glance at his motionless friend, sadness and pain filling his heart he wanted more than anything to take Ponch's place. Jon had no idea how much he had wished over these last months that he could've been able to take Ponch's place or just take the pain away. He looked at Jon again, angered and if he could he would've strangled Bear. Bear blinked again then left the room he couldn't handle it anymore. An angry Jon was bad enough, but to have him angry with you was a whole other thing. Bear felt like he didn't belong here anymore he was going to go back to Central and tell Getraer he was leaving the patrol, he couldn't handle all this pain.

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Hours after Bear left, Jon was calmed down. Kel was coming in the room to check on Ponch and Jon. He checked over Ponch first, there had been no changes, and Kel frowned before making his way over to Jon.

"What is it?" Jon asked knowing something was wrong.

"Well, the good news is the tests didn't show any farther damage," Kel began.

"And the bad news?" Jon asked cautiously knowing there had to be bad news.

Kel sighed and shook his head. "Jon, Ponch slipped into a coma. We can't say when exactly he'll be waking up again…"

"Or if he'll be waking up again," Jon concluded.

"Jon, don't give up hope. He's a fighter, he'll wake up when he's ready."

Jon sighed he wished that Ponch was ready now! He was worried sick about him.

"Get some rest," Kel said patting Jon's shoulder lightly before leaving.

Jon nodded as a small tear fell from his eye. "Please come back to me, partner…don't die…" Jon said.