Bear stormed in through the doors of Central, blowing past Grossie and Jeb on his way to the sergeants office.

"Someone's angry, but I'd be more careful if I were you, Barry. You know what happened the last time you ran someone over," Grossie playfully teased. Bear didn't take it that way though, he got even more mad.

He marched straight into Getraer's office without knocking, and tossed his badge on the desk in front of Getraer. "I quit!" he said.

Getraer looked up at the tall dark haired officer. His whole body was tense, his fists were clenched tight, and his face was red. "What happened?" Getraer asked calmly grabbing the badge. He'd do everything he could to keep Bear, and if what he tried didn't work, then he'd be saying goodbye to one of his finest officers.

"Everyone said they forgave me, but that's a lie!"

"Barry, sometimes it's hard to forgive so easily when someone has been seriously hurt. We have to work through this together though, and we can't work together if you're gone."

"Everyone would be happier if I left," Bear shot back. "It's been hard enough on me as it is, I don't need their crap all the time too."

"This will be over before you know it. I'll talk to the others, and we can get everything sorted out. We are police officers here you know. We don't hide from our problems and run away at the sight of danger. We fight it, even if we are alone."

"I am alone! I have been alone this whole time! It's never getting better it's only going downhill. I got a small taste of people treating me normally again for only a few days then it turned around again. It's never going to change, Sarge! I can't just fight it like you say. This is a situation I need out of before I end up doing something stupid!"

"Barry, just stay things always get worse before they get better. It will all be back to normal soon," Getraer offered.

"Why should I stay!? Everything here has turned into a nightmare, I'm the most hated person in the station. The only one that still likes me is Ponch, and he's in a coma!" Bear said not paying attention to how Getraer said things will get worse before they get better.

"WHAT!?" Getraer asked wide eyed.

Grossie and Jeb peeked their heads in the door, that had failed to be closed after hearing the words Ponch and coma.

Bear was taking a deep breath trying to calm himself down before any more words were spoken.

"What about Ponch?" Grossie asked.

"What about a coma?" Jeb asked.

Bear never even turned to look at the two officers in the doorway. He just quietly spoke, responding to them. "Ponch fell out of bed, hit his head pretty good and wound up in a coma…Jon blames me for everything. Said it never would've happened if I hadn't hit Ponch in the first place. This is the exact reason I need out of here, Sarge," he said looking at Getraer now. "I can't handle being around Jon…or anyone right now."

"Barry, I want you to keep your badge and think this over more carefully before making a final decision. You're acting more off of your emotions right now than anything else. Once you are sure you have made the right choice come back and tell me, but I want you to remember one thing."

"What's that?" Bear asked.

"Don't let what others are thinking or saying about you now influence your decision."

Bear nodded and pushed past Jeb and Grossie on his way out the door.

"I hope he stays," Grossie muttered.

Jeb nodded in agreement.

oOoOo

The room was warm, and the air was filled with the scent of coffee. Dr. Adams sat at the table with Dr. Brackett sharing a coffee break. Something the two of them wouldn't normally do. In all honesty Kel couldn't stand Adams at times and was happy to not have to work with him 24/7. Adams felt the same about Kel.

They were both seated in orange chairs at a small round table near a window in the room. Adams was warming his hands up with the coffee more than he was drinking it. He could feel Kel glaring at him as this conversation had not been going over too well.

"To be completely honest, doctor with all he's been through I wouldn't be shocked if he did this on purpose in an attempt to get out," Adams said.

"If by get out you mean killing himself then forget it! I know Ponch better than that."

Ryan let out an exasperated sigh. "Then what else would it be?"

"Can't you just open your eyes and see what is really going on for the first time, doctor!?" Kel snapped. He hadn't meant to crack yet, but it happened. He'd never admit it, but he had a soft spot for Ponch…so hearing someone for months now, someone who was his doctor! Give up on him, say he was going to die, or become a vegetable or that he had tried to commit suicide just a few hours ago when he fell out of bed and ended up back in a coma again. Hearing all of that, just made Kel's blood boil.

Adams was in shock at Kel snapping at him. "Open my eyes to what's really going on here? And what might that be?"

"He knew something happened to Jon when he woke up and Jon wasn't there like normal. Ponch is a smart guy, he knew something was wrong. The one thing he didn't think through was how trying to get out of bed was going to work out. My guess is he acted off of his panic that Jon was in serious danger and he needed to get to him."

"Which would be why he tried to get up…" Adams was starting to agree knowing that was more logical. "But what if you're wrong?" he asked suddenly going back to trying to prove his point.

"I'd be shocked if it were anything other than that," Kel replied honestly.

Adams didn't say a word after that, he was fighting it. He wanted to disagree with Kel, just for the sake of disagreeing but he knew deep down that Kel was more than likely correct. So instead of saying anything more he stood up pushing his chair back as he stood then moved out from behind the table. He Pushed his chair in and took his coffee cup to the sink and rinsed it out then left the room.

As he was leaving Johnny and Roy were entering, he pushed past them almost knocking Roy over as he did so.

"What's his problem?" Johnny asked staring after him until the door swung shut.

"Don't worry about it, junior," Roy said heading for the coffee pot.

"He about ran you into the wall, Roy!"

Roy shrugged. "But he didn't" he said then took a sip of his coffee and sat down across from Kel. "How's Ponch? We were planning on visiting if that's okay," Roy asked changing the subject.

"It should be okay for you to visit. Just know that Ponch got a roommate now, so be considerate if Jon wants to sleep," Kel said.

"Jon!?" Johnny asked in shock.

"What happened to Baker?" Roy asked.

"Traffic accident," Kel replied not going into detail.

Roy and Johnny nodded. "How's Ponch handling having Jon as a roommate? He doing okay?"

"Ponch didn't know Jon was his roommate, and tried to get out of bed when he woke up and no one was around. Jon should've been there at that time, Ponch knew it and he panicked."

"Why do I not like the sound of this already," Johnny muttered.

Kel shot him a look before continuing. "He ended up falling out of bed, hit his head hard and slipped into a coma," Kel finished.

Roy and Johnny looked at each other. Then made up their minds they'd visit Ponch as soon as they finished their coffee. He might've been in a coma, but he could still hear them when they spoke and maybe just maybe it would help if he knew his friends were all there for him.

oOoOo

Jon was awake looking over at Ponch's bed. He wanted to go over to him. There had to be a way. Finally he thought of something, the answer was Brandi. He pressed the nurse call button.

Brandi and Nikki both came in. "Jon? What's wrong?" Brandi asked trying to hide the fear in her voice she had feelings for the blonde officer and worried for him as he was here.

"I need to talk to you, Brandi," Jon said.

Nikki took a hint that she didn't need to be there so she made an exit as Brandi came up to the bed. "What's up?" she asked.

Jon tried to sit up, but the sudden movement cause pain to shoot through his body. He cringed.

"Pain meds?" she asked. She knew Jon had broken his ribs reinjured his shoulder, and had a slight concussion.

He shook his head and with a hand motion waved that off. "No, no pain meds. I…I was wondering if there were any possible way you could get me into a chair beside Ponch's bed?" he asked keeping his voice steady, fighting through the pain.

Brandi almost laughed. "Jon, you know I can't do that! You have to stay in bed. Besides you're in no shape to be sitting in a chair right now," she said.

Jon looked at her giving her the sad puppy dog eyes. "Come on, Brandi, please?"

"Jonathan Baker, no!" she said standing firm on that. She grabbed his hand. "I want you to get better, and you need to rest to do that. You might be able to sit beside his bed tomorrow," Brandi added.

Jon smiled slightly at the red head nurse standing beside his bed. "Okay."

"Is that all you wanted?" Brandi asked.

Jon nodded. "Maybe some pain meds now, if you don't mind. It might speed up my recovery," Jon said.

Brandi laughed "Alright, I'll be back in a few minutes," she said leaving the room.

As soon as she left Jon turned and looked at Ponch. "I tried, partner, I tried," he said. As soon as those words came out he noticed Ponch begin to stir, or at least he thought he saw that. It only lasted a few moments until he was completely still again and still out. Maybe Jon had been imagining things, but what if Ponch really was trying to wake up?