Steam that was rising from what was left of the engine compartment mingled with the smoking remains of the battery. The left front suspension and wheel were crushed by a steel support beam. The windshield was sporting several cracks and spider webs. Inside, the air bags had inflated during the crash; protecting its driver.

Still belted in, Lucy was relatively unhurt. There was a bruise near her lower lip, and a burn mark from the air bag on her forehead.

Momentarily dazed and shaken from the impact, she quickly regained her bearings and checked herself. No neck, back, internal injuries or broken bones: good.

"Lucy!!" She could hear Carter through the earpiece. Her cellular phone had survived unscathed and was still working. "Stop screaming in my ear Carter, I'm ok. Get the police and emergency services out-"

She was interrupted when her left rear window got shattered by a bullet. Ducking, she looked up long enough to see that Namen also survived. His BMW had hit a mobile crane, crushing the entire front end inward like a tin can. His face was covered in blood from a wound somewhere past his balding hairline. He was aiming for her car's gas tank. She had to get out now.

Pushing the air bag out of the way, she released her seatbelt and moved to the passenger door. The impact had distorted the body work on her left side, jamming the driver's-side door. The passenger door opened easily and she crawled out onto the dirt. Using her car to block his line of fire, she ran for cover just as another bullet penetrated her gas tank, rupturing it. What was left of her car erupted in a small fireball.

"Lucy, are you still there? Talk to me!" He shouted. She let out a breath. "I'm still here." Looking at the burning remains of her car, a memory of a burning Jeep surfaced. She chuckled. " It seems that we're even Carter; my car is on fire." Focusing back on the present, she circled around to try and get behind Namen. "Namen's still alive, and he's armed. Get a fire truck out here, and tell anyone arriving on the scene that there is a male suspect, armed and dangerous. You already have his description. Got it?"

Back at the hospital, the bomb squad was already inside and tending to the disposal of the bomb. Carter flagged down an officer holding back the crowd and relayed the information Lucy just gave him. "Ok, they're on their way Lucy. Just stay down and wait for them."

Namen was already on the move, attempting to lose her in the construction site. She followed him, keeping him in sight. "I can't, he's still moving. It looks like he sustained a superficial laceration on his head. I'm heading north through the construction site toward an office building on the north east corner."

Cater felt his heart rate increase. "Let him go Lucy. The police can catch him on their own."

She kept following him. "He's a wanted terrorist and he tried to kill innocent people. He. Is. Mine." Using the same tone of voice when they were at Chester.

Several bystanders moved away when they saw a man covered in blood and carrying a gun enter the lobby. A security guard called out to him. He turned to face him and shot him in the chest, taking him down. There were several screams of panic as the lobby cleared out. Lucy entered the building, dodging the escaping bystanders.

Wielding her gun, she noticed the guard on the floor. She went over to him and checked him. He was wearing a vest and he wasn't bleeding. His pulse was strong and stable, and he was breathing. Apparently he got knocked out when he fell to the floor.

"I'm in the lobby of the Harriman building. There's a Security guard down. He was wearing a vest and is stable." She heard the sound of a door being opened. Moving swiftly, she cautiously approached the entrance to the stairs. She could hear Carter talking to the Police Officer again. "Got-" He was cut off when her cellular phone exploded into several pieces of plastic, metal, and epoxy as a bullet impacted the casing. He was behind her! Her right thigh stung with pain from the impact. She ducked behind a corridor as Namen fired another shot.

She checked herself again. Her phone was destroyed; her only connection with Carter severed. Blood and battery acid had stained her blue jeans and shirt where pieces of plastic and circuit board had impaled her thigh.

Carter's heart skipped a beat when he heard a pop. "Lucy?" All he got was static. "Lucy, are you there?" No answer. "Lucy!" Oh god no.

No communications and no way of warning anyone; swell. She called out. "The police know where we are. They will shoot you on sight. If you turn yourself in, I promise you won't be harmed." Her thigh was starting to numb from the pain. The cuts were superficial; they just needed to be cleaned and dressed.

Sneaking a look around the corridor, Namen was no where in sight. Hearing a sound from behind, she spun around in time to see it all happen in slow motion as she saw him fire, the bullet traveling toward her, blowing out her left knee cap. She cried out in pain as she fell to the ground. Namen smiled slightly as he fired again, hitting her in the right shoulder. Her gun clattered to the floor after being struck by the intense pain. Namen quickly approached her and kicked the gun away.

"Agent Knight, I presume. You have been a source of great distress these past few days. It's time to eliminate that source." He aimed for her head. Despite the intense pain from her knee she met his gaze unflinchingly; prepared for her death. "Nice to have met you Miss-"

"Freeze!" A voice called out behind him; it was the security guard that was on the floor. Distracted, Namen spun around, gun in hand, to take out the annoyance. "Drop your weapon!" The guard ordered, but had no choice but to fire when he saw him aim. Two rounds hit Namen in the chest and he fell to the ground, blood escaping from the wounds as he rapidly lost consciousness.

The guard approached cautiously. After kicking his weapon away, he checked for a pulse; he found none. He focused his attention on Lucy. "I need help in here!"

Lucy reached in her pocket, wincing from the pain in her knee and shoulder, and pulled out a wallet containing an ID. She showed it to the guard. "I'm Lucy Wolf, Interpol. That man is a wanted terrorist. He's the one who attempted to bomb Cook County General." The wound in her shoulder wasn't so bad, but she was losing blood from her knee wound. She was starting to lose consciousness from the blood loss.

In reality, she wasn't an Agent with Interpol. Agents in her organization impersonated federal agents in the event they were incapacitated; it bought them extra time to escape. The paramedics came in and placed Lucy onto a stretcher and into a waiting ambulance.

The ride to Mercy was brief, since they were right near the construction site. She managed to instruct a paramedic to contact Dr. Carter before losing consciousness. In addition to her blown knee cap, the bullet had severed a major artery in her leg, causing the blood loss. The other bullet passed through fairly harmlessly; only grazing a tendon in her shoulder. After being given several units of blood in Mercy's ER, she immediately went into surgery to repair the artery and as much of the damage to her knee as they could.

Carter arrived less than twenty minutes after being contacted by the police. Lucy was still in surgery when he arrived at their OR. The surgery was brief, only an hour, but to Carter, it was the longest in his life. It was like when she was stabbed, only he didn't sleep through his surgery.

After the surgery, the surgeon assured him that she was stable and would recover. When he saw her in the ICU, sleeping peacefully, he broke down. He was crying more from relief than from the guilt he was experiencing. He almost lost her again.

Holding her hand, he stayed with her throughout the day and well into the night. Nurses and Doctors came and gone. The Chicago PD and the FBI questioned him about the helicopter theft, the incident at Chester, and the attempted bombing, but didn't charge him and let him stay with her. Eventually, he drifted off to sleep in his chair.