Summary: Tag to 1x07. The missing scene after the car accident.

As Magnum sprinted after the suspect, he couldn't help but marvel at the man's impressive agility. He vaulted the fence easily and used the momentum of his jump propel him forward. While Magnum was far from clumsy, his own jump lacked any sort of grace. Still, he mused, it got the job done. For all the man's speed, Magnum was still gaining on him. Even as he ran, he couldn't help the small smirk that played across his lips as they neared the street. Gotcha…

The pain hit him out of nowhere. One moment he was reaching out to snag the back of the man's shirt and the next he was rolling off the hood of a car and landing roughly on the pavement.

"Magnum!" He heard Higgins call from a million miles away.

Breaking from the alley and into the street, Juliet arrived just in time to see the car collide with Thomas, throwing him roughly to the ground.

"Magnum!" She cried, running toward the fallen man. He lay curled on the pavement, arms wrapped around his midsection as he gasped in a ragged breath. Relieved to see that he was at least alive, she spared a quick glance at the driver before crouching down again. Magnum's eyes were closed, his wheezing breaths shallow and rapid. She didn't think he was unconscious, but it was clear that he wasn't fully conscious either. A few feet away, she could hear the hysterical driver on the phone with 911.

"Magnum?" She asked, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Can you hear me?" He groaned softly, trying to arch his back against the pain. Juliet quickly moved her hands to his neck and back. "No, don't try to move. You've been in an accident and you may have injured your spine. You need to stay very still." He didn't respond, but he stilled under her touch, so she took it to mean that he was listening. However, with his eyes still closed, it was hard to tell how aware he was. Gently, she began running her hands over his body, searching for injuries. When her fingers pressed into a spot in the middle of his back, he cried out and tried to jerk away from her. Once again, she braced her hands around his spine.

"Thomas, don't move. Do you understand me?"

"Y-yes." Magnum stuttered as he fought to control his breathing. Juliet sighed a bit in relief. At least now he was answering.

"Good. Can you tell me where you're hurt?"

"Ribs." He gasped as Juliet's fingers ghosted over the same spot. She frowned when she felt movement under her touch.

"How is your breathing?"

"H-hurts…but lung f-feels okay." His voice was barely more than a whisper.

"Let me know if that changes. Now stay still, I'm going to take a look." As gently as she could, she rucked up his shirt and winced when she saw the bruising already forming. "I think you've broken a few ribs.

"Guessed…as much."

"Does anything else hurt?" Thomas took a moment before answering.

"I don't know." He mumbled, sounding somewhat confused. "Head maybe?" Juliet leaned in closer so she could see his face. His eyes were open now and they seemed to the be tracking her well enough. The pupils appeared equal. Still, she ran her hand through his hair, finding a large knot on the back. Satisfied, she straightened a bit. She could hear the sirens nearby.

"The ambulance is almost here. I don't think you've done any serious damage, but we'll let the paramedics decide."

"Don't think…ambulance…is necessary." Magnum protested weakly. Higgins rolled her eyes.

"You were just hit by a car, Magnum. You can barely string a sentence together. An ambulance is absolutely necessary, if only to keep your brains from leaking all over the tarmac." Despite everything, Thomas chuckled softly.

"Aww Higgy…knew you cared."