Naia's POV

"Suspect down!" Someone called but it was fuzzy. All I could focus on was what was happening in front of me.

Blood was pouring from the bullet wound. The bullet had hit Jane in the back of the head and I could see the hole in the front where it had exited. I held her body close to me, deep down knowing that this would be her final moment. I pressed my hands against the wound, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding.

"You're alright," I whispered, "You're so brave Jane, so brave."

Her mouth opened silently and I could see that she was struggling to keep her eyes open. I felt tears threaten to escape from my eyes but I quickly blinked them away so I could see Jane. There was so much blood flowing out of the wound, even with my hands there.

"Everything is going to be alright," I whispered and Jane gave a weak nod of her head before closing her eyes. I watched as her chest rose and fell one last time before letting the tears drip down my cheeks.

"Naia?" A gentle voice asked beside me and I looked away from Jane to see Erin crouched next to me. I then looked around and saw another woman hugging Zoe, Emma, and Megan. Hailey and the man who I originally thought was going to buy us were dragging Ginger and Jerkface into a car. The man who had shot the boss was standing over the body with some other people, talking. I could hear the sounds of sirens approaching us but I tuned everything out and returned my attention to Jane.

The blood was still flowing out of the wound but I removed my hands, which were soaked in blood, and watched the blood. There was blood everywhere. Jane's whole face was practically covered in blood and I tried to wipe some of it off with the back of my hand. It didn't work very well. All it did was reveal how pale Jane's face had become.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled to Jane, "It should have been me."

"Naia," Erin said gently and I looked up at her. "An ambulance is here to take you to Med."

I shook my head slowly and returned my gaze to Jane's body. "I'm fine," I said, my voice was hoarse.

"Naia," Erin repeated my name but I shook my head.

"Jane," I started to say but couldn't keep going. I bit my lip and tucked a piece of Jane's hair behind her ear. Her body was still in my lap but I made no effort to push her off or get up.

Nor Erin or I spoke for the next few minutes while the paramedics checked over Megan, Zoe, and Emma. From the corner of my eye, I could see that she was watching me but my eyes remained on Jane.

When the paramedics came over, they paused when they saw the scene in front of them. I looked up to see Foster and Shay standing there and part of me finally broke as I started sobbing.

Erin nodded at them, "GSW to the back of the head. She died a few moments ago. She was bleeding out, wouldn't have made it."

"Naia?" I heard Shay ask but I made no effort to respond or even acknowledge that I had heard.

"Are you hurt in any way?" Foster asked but I just shook my head.

Shay came over and crouched down on the other side of me. "Naia, we're going to get you to Med, just to be safe," She said gently, "Can you come with us?"

I didn't move and kept my eyes on Jane.

She was dead.

She was dead, and never coming back.

She would never see her parents again, her parents would never see her.

"Can you call Matt and Gabby?" I whispered and both Foster and Shay nodded.

"We'll tell them to meet us at Med," Shay said and put a hand on my back, "Come on, let's get you checked out.

Finally, I slowly pushed myself to my feet and followed Shay and Brett to the back of Ambo 23.

"I'll call them now," Shay said, pulling out her phone as she got into the back of the ambo with me. She dialled a number, I'm not sure which one, and waited a moment before talking.

"Hi, Gabby! Yes, I know it's late. Yes, I know I'm on shift. Will you let me speak?" Shay let out an exasperated sigh, "Gabriela Dawson, I have Naia with me in the back of the ambo."

She paused again and looked over at me, "She looked okay, physically. Look, we're taking her to Med, why don't you and Matt meet us there? Alright then."

Shay put her phone down and then turned back to me. "She hung up before I could say anything else."

I nodded but didn't say anything.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you," Shay said, smiling. She reached out to take my hand but I drew it back.

Shay looked hurt but I shook my head.

"My hands are bloody," I whispered and Shay nodded.

"That's okay, I've dealt with bloody hands before," Shay said and I pursed my lips and nodded but didn't make any movement to let her hold my hand.

I looked up at Shay, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry," I mumbled.

"No, no," Shay said, "Don't be sorry. This is the best call I've ever had. To see you safe, to know you're okay. Everyone's been worried sick."

I nodded again but returned my gaze to the floor of the ambo. At some point, I felt the ambo come to a park and the back doors opened.

"Are you okay to walk?" Shay asked and I nodded before hopping down. I followed Shay and Foster into Med.

The first person I saw was Maggie. Then it was April. Then it was Dr. Choi. Then it was Dr. Manning and finally, I saw Gabby and Matt.

"Naia!"

They came rushing over to me and Gabby wrapped me in a big bear hug.

"Oh, you're alive!" She sobbed, still holding on to me. I was covered in Jane's blood and now the blood was on Gabby's coat. We stayed like that for a little while until Matt pulled us apart.

"Let me see the girl," He whispered and I noticed how he was trying to keep himself from crying. Matt picked me up and I buried my face into his neck, closing my eyes.

"Uh, I hate to be the one to break up this reunion but maybe we should let the doctors check her out?" Shay said tentatively. Nobody said anything for a moment but then Matt placed me back down and nodded.

Maggie, who was close to tears at this point, cleared her throat and pointed at one of the rooms.

"You guys can go to Treatment 3, Dr. Manning!" She called out and we headed to the room. Gabby took a seat on the chair in the corner and Matt stood, next to her.

I was thrilled to see them. Beyond thrilled actually, but part of me felt guilty.

Guilty that Jane wasn't going to be able to have this moment as well.