Naia's POV

"Did you get any news on that guy?" I asked Gabby as we walked home after school.

Gabby nodded, "Yeah, the surgery was successful, he's recovering now at Med."

"How did he get shot?"

"I'm not sure," Gabby answered truthfully, "Brett and I just dropped him off and left. Dr. Halstead's only been keeping us updated on his condition, nothing else."

I sighed, "That makes sense. Can we maybe visit him later? See how he's doing?"

Gabby and Matt shared a look before nodding.

"Yeah, sure," Matt answered. "We'll go and visit over the weekend."

"I'm so happy it's the weekend," I breathed out, letting my body relax, "The only bad thing about the weekend is that it goes by too quickly."

"How's school going?" Matt asked me as we turned the corner.

I shrugged, thinking about the notes I found in my locker the other day, "It's fine I guess. I like some parts of it and I don't like other parts of it so I guess it's kind of like zero pairs."

"Zero pairs?" Gabby repeated, confused why I made that kind of connection.

"Yeah, like when you add negative five to positive five, they cancel each other out and equal zero," I explained and both Matt and Gabby laughed.

"What?" I asked, pretending to be hurt by their laughter.

Matt shook his head, "Nothing."

I raised my eyebrows, "Really? Because it doesn't seem like it's nothing."

"You're just a smart cookie, that's all," Gabby said and Matt gave me one of his signature noogies, earning him a scowl.

The smell of the hospital overwhelmed me as we entered Chicago Med. Hospitals always had this strange clean smell to them that at the same time, smelled terrifying. I clung onto Gabby's hand as we went up to the floor the man was recovering on and after being directed the right way by a doctor, we made our way to his room.

"You ready?" Matt asked, looking down at me.

I had stopped right before the door, unsure why I suddenly couldn't move.

"No," I whispered, shaking my head.

"Naia?" Gabby's voice seemed like it was a million miles away even though I knew she was right next to me.

"Everything is going to be alright."

"You good Naia?"

I nodded numbly, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?" Matt asked, "You know we don't have to visit him today."

I shook my head stubbornly, "No, let's go."

Before I could talk myself out of it, I hesitantly made my way up to the door and looked over at Gabby and Matt who smiled encouragingly at me. Taking a deep breath, I rapped my knuckles on the sliding door, getting the man's attention.

"Hi," I waved a little bit, "I'm Naia, I-"

"You were the girl who found me," The man cut me off, "Come in,"

I looked back at Gabby and Matt who both nodded at me and I entered the room. I awkwardly took a seat in the chair next to the bed, unsure of what to say or do.

"I never introduced myself," The man said, breaking the awkward silence, "My name is Elijah Oakenson."

"Nice to meet you," I replied. It felt strange how casual this was.

"Look, about the other night, I wanted to thank you," Elijah told me, "The doctors are saying that I probably would have bled out if you didn't find me."

I shook my head, "It wasn't really me. The paramedics were the ones who helped you."

"But they couldn't have helped me if you didn't find me first," He retorted, "If you don't mind me asking, how did you find me? What made you go outside in the middle of the night? Why were you even at the firehouse?"

I hummed quietly, slightly overwhelmed with the sudden barrage of questions, "Uh, my foster parents, well parents really, they work at the firehouse. Gabby's a paramedic and Matt is a firefighter. I usually stay the night with them if they're on shift. That night I woke up because of a nightmare and I just started walking around. Before I knew it, I was on the apparatus floor and when I looked out the window, I saw you laying there."

"And then you ran out to help me?" Elijah asked.

"Well, I screamed first, which woke up the whole firehouse," I laughed softly.

Elijah laughed as well and I felt myself relax a little bit as the tension in the room started to lighten.

"Are your parents here with you today?" He inquired and I nodded.

"I think they're waiting in the hall," I replied and Elijah.

"Could I meet them?"

I nodded and excused myself before getting up and walking out of the room. I saw Matt and Gabby down the hall a little bit and waved them over.

"Is everything okay?" Matt asked me and I nodded.

"Yeah, he just wants to meet you guys," I told them and Matt and Gabby followed me into the hospital room.

Elijah smiled as we came in, "Thanks for coming in, I just wanted to thank you in person."

"It's our job," Gabby replied. She and Matt stood by the door and I took my previous spot in the chair. "I'm Gabby by the way and this is my husband Matt."

"Elijah."

Gabby nodded and smiled politely, "So how are you feeling?"

Elijah chuckled, "Oh you know like I was shot. Doc says I'll make a full recovery though so truly, thank you. You guys saved my life."

"We were just doing our job," Gabby told him.

Elijah sighed, "I'm still flabbergasted at how things worked out. If Naia hadn't found me, I don't think I would have been found alive the next morning."

"Well, we're lucky things happened when they did," Matt said and we all nodded in agreement.

We talked a little bit longer before Matt and Gabby said that we should get going. We wished Elijah well and headed out of Chicago Med.

"He seems like a nice young man," Matt said as we walked to the car.

Gabby nodded in agreement, "Yeah. Are you glad you came Naia?"

I nodded numbly, my mind starting to become fuzzy.

"Everything is going to be alright."

"Naia?"

Gabby's voice snapped me back into reality.

"Huh?" I mumbled, a little bit confused, "Yeah yeah, it was really nice seeing him doing well."

It was nice to see some people survived gunshot wounds.