Grossie went to Bear's apartment that night, even though he didn't know why. There was a sinking feeling inside of him that maybe he was not the best choice of person to ask to check up on Bear. He'd seen how Bear was when he left the CHP that afternoon and he wasn't so sure how Bear would be feeling towards him when he showed up.

He walked up the door and knocked. He knocked hard. No one answered for a few moments, but he heard movement inside someone knocked something over by accident or on purpose Grossie didn't know which.

Finally the door was opened and Grossie saw a very exhausted Barry Baricza standing before him. This did not look like the friend he once hung out with. He had dark circles under his eyes from the countless nights of no sleep, his eyes held a cold, far away and hurt look to them. He looked as though he might've been slightly thinner and much more pale. Grossie wondered how well he had been keeping track of meals and taking care of himself. This whole accident was harder on his friend than Grossie had thought. He should've been there for him, but instead he was upset with him and treating him like dirt.

Grossie was hit with a feeling of guilt that hit so hard and heavy like having a brick thrown at him.

"What do you want?" Bear asked his voice was quiet, but held and icy tone to it.

"I…uh, Jon sent me over. He said Ponch wanted someone to check on you," Grossie said. He himself wasn't sure why he was there and it felt awkward.

Bear looked skeptically at the man in front of him. "Okay…" he looked behind Grossie to see if there was anyone with him. "Come in I guess," he said letting the man in.

Grossie came in "Um…Jon says that Ponch was having a dream about you. It was a nightmare, he woke up screaming your name and having a slight panic attack and looking everywhere for you. Is something going on that we should be worried about?" Grossie asked looking to Barry again.

Bear swallowed hard and shook his head. "No…no nothing is going on. I uh, I'm going to be hearing from IA today about what will happen with me. Other than that nothing is going on, I've just been uptight…and of course angry," Bear said. His voice changed when he spoke this time. He was fighting to sound like his normal self so Grossie wouldn't worry. Bear himself was worried about what Ponch might've been dreaming of. He'd need to get to Ponch sometime when he was alone and ask. Maybe God was at work again and going to be using Ponch to help Bear? If that was the case, Bear wanted to know just how much Ponch had found out from his dream. It wasn't just a coincidence that on the same night Bear had gone through something rough Ponch happened to have a nightmare about him.

Grossie nodded his head. "Alrighty…well yeah, I was just here to check up on you. Make sure that you were alright then go tell Ponch. He was pretty worried," Grossie explained. He looked around the darkened apartment as he spoke. There was dust all over that could be seen from just the little light of the lamp on near the hall. The place was a mess, Bear hadn't cleaned in days. It also smelled funny, like there was something gone bad in the refrigerator. Grossie wasn't going to ask about it though. He turned to leave, scratching his nose a little while also plugging it a few times occasionally to get the smell out.

Bear didn't seem to notice he was lost in thought with other things. Mostly about his upcoming meeting with the investigators, and now his mind wandered back and forth between that and Ponch's dream. What could he have been dreaming of?

oOoOo

It was earlier that next day around nine o' clock. Jon was being released from the hospital. At the same time he was signing discharge papers the Poncherello family all came rushing in.

"Francis! Oh my gosh I heard about this morning!" Maria cried rushing to her son's bed. "I'm sorry about what happened. Whatever you were dreaming about I hope it isn't bothering you anymore," she said grabbing his hand.

"And gosh darn it I hope you stop having panic attacks! That is probably one of the scariest experiences ever," Robert added on to what Maria had said.

Ponch just stared at his family not saying a word.

Patti walked over to the bed. She was wearing a red jacket, that was buttoned up, Ponch couldn't see her shirt except that a hint of the fact it might be yellow. She was also wearing a pair of blue jeans. She smiled at her brother as she revealed a small brown sack. "I brought you something to cheer you up," she said.

"Really!?" Ponch asked suddenly excited for the first time in a while.

She nodded and handed it over. Ponch looked inside and found a couple of ding dongs and a twinkie. He smiled at his sister. "You mean they let you sneak those in here?" he asked surprised.

"They didn't question me a bit since I had it hidden in my jacket," she admitted.

Ponch smiled at her again. "Clever," he said then took one of the snacks.

"Now don't eat all of them at once. Wouldn't want you getting yourself sick…I mean you haven't had them in a while," Alfred said joining them.

Ponch smiled seeing his father. He knew his father cared about his health and that he didn't want Ponch getting sick, but he also knew that Alfred was just saying that because he wanted one of the snacks.

Ponch willingly handed over the twinkie, and Alfred gratefully accepted.

Jon just laughed and shook his head when he looked over at the family.

"So, what brings you guys all here so early?" Ponch asked knowing they were a half hour earlier than normal.

"Actually, Frank…" Martin started sadly looking down at his black dress shoes. "We came to say goodbye," he finished looking up.

Ponch looked shocked. "W-What?" he enjoyed having his family close by again it was hard to see them go.

"I'm sorry, honey but we need to get back to Chicago. We could only be away so long before we had to get back to work," Maria explained. She didn't really do much, but she did help out with Alfred's business when he needed her.

Ponch sighed and forced a smile trying to hide his disappointment.

"Hey, look on the bright side. You get out of the hospital soon, when you get home I will come back for a few weeks to hang out, keep you company and help with anything you need. But before I can do that I need to make sure my business is still standing," Alfred told his son. A small smile creeping across his face when he saw the excitement and sparkle coming back to Ponch's eyes.

"Really!? You're coming back?" Ponch asked his dad.

"Yes, I am…and if your apartment allows pets I might bring the dog and just drive down," Alfred said.

Ponch smiled even bigger now. Dogs cheered him up so much when he was sick or hurt. "That would be great! My apartment allows pets," he said.

Alfred smiled. "Alright, well I'll see you in a few weeks," he said before leaving.

Ponch frowned. He knew he'd more than likely be getting out sooner than that, right?

oOoOo

Bear sat in Getraer's office, the captain, Getraer, and Bates were with him. Kendall and Justin were also in the room.

"Officer Baricza, after carefully weighing the evidence, and even hearing from Poncherello you'll be happy to know the punishment won't be too harsh."

Bear straightened up a bit. A look of confusion on his face. He was ready for the hammer to come down and to lose his job.

"Officer Poncherello told us that he is certain you both hit at the same time, making part of the accident his fault. Yes you were distracted and pulled out in front of him and that was what caused it, but Officer Poncherello had also been distracted as well. His dream of the accident brought back memories that all who witnessed can confirm are true. He did indeed look back behind him at Grossman and Getraer before you two collided and he himself didn't see you until it was too late. That being said there were things that could've been done to avoid the accident," Kendall said.

Bear looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Wait?"

"Both of you were distracted, for two completely different reasons. If you had kept your minds on the task at hand everything would've went along smoothly. You both won't get by without punishment, but you will not be losing your job. Poncherello practically begged us not to let that happen, and to be honest I wasn't going to let it happen myself," Kendall said.

Bear looked a little happier. "So what now?" he asked. "And uh…don't you think Ponch has been through enough with the injuries and everything? I mean you're not still handing out a punishment, are you?"

"Baricza, our job is to find out what happened. We only suggested a few things to your sergeant for punishment," Justin said.

Bear looked at Getraer.

Getraer cleared his throat. "I guess this is where I come into the conversation?" he said with a chuckle. "Baricza, I agree with you, Ponch has been through a lot…but we are going to keep him home from work an extra week on suspension. It's nothing too serious for him anyway in fact he might thank me for it, it takes away from some of the time he'll be at the desk."

Bear laughed at that. "What about me?" he asked.

"We'll do the same with you only yours will be a few days since you've already been being punished throughout this whole thing. You will also have a few days of desk duty."

Bear nodded. "Fair enough," he said. He felt relieved this was a lot nicer than he had thought it would be. He knew what had happened was serious, but everyone else knew that he and Ponch had pretty well taken quite a punishment for everything. And Bear was in shock to hear that some of the accident was Ponch's fault apparently. Well according to everyone else…Bear couldn't believe this! He wondered if Jon knew. Maybe Jon wouldn't be so hard on him if he knew that piece of information. Bear shrugged it didn't matter as much anymore. He was still thinking of leaving anyway but maybe his mind would be changed when Ponch got back…didn't Grossie say he had woken up? Maybe he should visit…