Naia's POV

As Shay was finishing wrapping my arm up, Ambo 61 pulled into the apparatus floor and Gabby, who must have seen me sitting at the back of the ambo with Shay who had a roll of gauze in her hand, jumped out and rushed over.

"What's wrong?" She asked, the worry clear in her voice.

"Nothing," I replied.

"A bullet grazed her arm," Shay said at the same time.

I withered slightly under Gabby's gaze. I smiled weakly, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"I thought you said you were okay," Gabby's shoulders fell.

I bit my lip, "I am compared to some of the others in Millennium Park today."

Gabby's gaze softened as she came closer towards me. She put both hands on either side of my face and used her thumbs to stroke my cheeks.

"I love you," she whispered quietly.

I nodded, "I love you too."

Shay patted my leg, "There we go. All done. You're good as new."

"Thanks, Shay," I replied and hopped on to my feet and we all headed back into the common room.

"Did you manage to get in touch with Nate's parents?" I asked Matt.

Matt nodded, "I did, they should be here any moment now."

"What about Bella and Jack?" I looked up, hopeful for the best.

"Boden's on that right now but I do believe he found Jack's parents and contacted them," Matt responded and I let out a sigh of relief.

"And Bella?"

Matt's mouth pursed slightly, "He's still working on that."

My mind immediately jumped to the worst concussions. What if they were injured during the shooting? What if they were killed in the shooting?

Walking into the common room, I shook all my head clear of those thoughts as I joined Nate on the couch with Sophie, Bella and Jack. None of them was awake to watch the cartoons that were playing on the T.V. except Nate who wasn't really watching them. Instead, he seemed to be distantly staring at the wall.

"Hey," I said quietly as I took a seat next to Nate.

Nate nodded back at me, "Hey."

"So I heard your parents are okay," I said, "They're on their way here now."

"Yeah," Nate replied, turning his head to look at me. His face was hard but had a soft expression. I wasn't sure what emotion he was feeling right now.

For a while, we sat there in silence. I wasn't sure what Nate was thinking about if he was even thinking about anything but my mind was blank. I was too tired to think.

"How many people do you think were killed?" Nate asked me, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I don't know," I mumbled back numbly.

Nate shook his head, "Too many, that's for sure."

All I could do was nod my head in agreement.

"How close were you to the shooter today?" Gabby asked me.

Nate and Sophie had been picked up by their hysterical parents and Jack was picked up by his. Bella's parents were both shot during today's events but both were expected to make a full recovery and her aunt was watching her for the time being.

It was rather late and I was curled up on the couch with a blanket wrapped around me. I was supposed to go to sleep soon but I had asked Gabby to sit with me for a while and of course, she agreed.

"I saw him," I murmured, leaning my head on Gabby's shoulder.

I felt Gabby tense a little.

"You were that close?" She asked, her voice trembled slightly on the word close.

"And I only got away with a bullet graze," I swallowed hard, "That doesn't seem fair."

Gabby ran a soothing hand through my hair, "A lot of things don't seem fair."

She stroked my hair probably for another solid fifteen minutes before declaring that I had to go to sleep and I shifted on the couch. I laid down with my head on the pillow, one hand underneath it and the other grasped on the corner of the blanket.

"Sleep well," Gabby told me as she bent down to kiss me on the forehead.

I nodded, "You too."

Everybody was already in the bunk room so Gabby flashed me a smile before walking over to the light switch. She blew me a kiss before turning off the lights. I could hear her footsteps as she walked down the hall and towards the bunks.

It was starting to become a struggle to keep my eyes open so I shut them and pulled the blanket tighter around me.

I was running through Millennium Park as the gunshots came one after the other. The BP Pedestrian Bridge was up ahead and all I had to do was get there.

Forcing myself to run faster, I managed to throw my body behind a pillar just to realize that Nate and Sophie weren't with me.

Panic-stricken, I jumped up and faced the way I had just run from and almost fainted at what I saw.

Nate and Sophie were laying face-first on the concrete ground in a giant pool of scarlet red blood. Letting out a sob, I raced towards them and practically dropped in front of them, reaching out to check for a pulse.

Nothing.

Shooting up on the couch, I clasped my hand over mouth to prevent myself from screaming. My eyes were wide and I could feel the sweat making my t-shirt stick to my back.

Taking a few calming breaths, I made myself lay back down on the couch and close my eyes. Unfortunately, that didn't help make me go back to sleep. Biting the tip of my tongue, I threw the blanket off of my body and stood up on my shaky feet.

As much as I hated myself for doing so, my feet were leading me into the bunk room and towards Gabby's bed.

"Gabby?" I whispered quietly and one of Gabby's eyes opened groggily. "I had a nightmare."

Gabby nodded and shifted over in the bed, making room for me to crawl in, under the covers.

One of the arms draped over my side and I snuggled closer towards Gabby's comforting body.

"You're safe now," I heard Gabby mumble just as I was drifting off.