Disclaimer in chapter 1. I'm sorry I haven't updated in like two months if I take to long would someone please remind me! ThanksJ -Oh and I'm not a doctor so sorry if I mess something up.

Chapter 10

Only Time Can Tell

The sirens were just another noise in the background, Walker's body was numb it had been along time since he experienced this sensation, he rarely aloud his personal emotions to overwhelm him on the job. Walker nervously picked at his cuticles, if Angela ends up dead because of him how could he explain to Alex? Angela had been their life ever since she was born, despite the fact that their jobs consumed them Alex and Walker always made an extra effort to be there for Angela. Now in a time their daughter needed them the most they weren't there, and worse Walker had let her down.

"Walker." Trivette shouted over the sirens as he pulled into the abandon parking lot of the warehouse, snapping Walker out of his trance. Walker leapt out of the truck before it came to a complete stop, luckily Gage and Sydney were there to block him, before he went charging into the warehouse making the situation worse. Rangers and Dallas Police surrounded the building, everyone looked at Trivette for instruction, due to the fact that Walker was incapable of making rational decisions.

…Trivette studied the building, they knew Angela had been shot, and by now had lost a lot of blood, depending on where she was shot she may need immediate medical attention, but should they wait and try to negotiate McGregor out, or go in full invasion….

"MOVE IN!" Trivette ordered, the rangers and police invaded the warehouse on all angles weapons drawn, bursting down doors.

"TEXAS RANGERS!"

"DALLAS PD!" They swarmed the area like hungry bees in a hive looking for only two figures.

James cussed under his breath as he watched the rangers and police swarm in. What would be his next move? He noticed Angela's limp body, her chest slightly elevated with every breath. She was still alive. James snatched Angela, pressing her body against his, he drew his weapon and waited…waited for Walker to arrive. James would have his way…he would not let Walker take him alive….

Walker and Trivette moved through the warehouse, adrenaline pumping, every sense in Walker's body was tuned in. He noticed a slight movement from behind a row of musty boxes. Walker waved at his partner and they charged the point, guns drawn.

"DROP THE WEAPON!" Trivette and Walker simotaniously barked. There in the center of the room James McGregor stood with an unconscious, but alive, Angela pressed against him and used as a human shield.

"No chance Walker, you ain't taking me alive." McGregor was at the brink of insanity.

"Drop the weapon McGregor." Walker repeated his eyes trained on the weapon hovering next to Angela's head.

"I'll kill her, then I'll kill myself I promise I will." McGregor threatened.

"DAD NO!" A voice called from the shadows of the warehouse. James whirled around to face the source.

"Jack?" The father called out in concern, a shot ripped through the air, James had let his guard down for a second, and Walker used that to his advantage without hesitation. One shot…square in the head. Jack let out a scream as his father collapsed to the floor, his blood pouring out onto Angela, Walker raced over scooped up his daughter and ran for his truck. Trivette close behind him.

"Take the kid into custody and take care of him!" Trivette ordered as he trailed Walker out to the truck, gesturing toward McGregor's corpse.

"Hurry Trivette." Walker snapped, cradling his teenage daughter in his arms. "Angela, sweetheart, you hear me wake up angel please!" Walker pleaded as Trivette turned on the sirens and raced to the nearest hospital.

Alex burst through the door, paying little consideration to anyone around her, her close friends Syd and Erica did their best to keep up with Alex's pace.

"Walker?" She cried when she spotted her husband, pacing outside the OR.

"I don't know Alex, they haven't said anything, the doctors are with her now." Alex's knee's buckled, Walker struggled to support her, resting her in the nearest chair.

"Oh God." Alex whimpered. "Please God, don't take Angela she's all we have."

"Amen." Walker whispered. Walker had never been as religious as Alex and Angela, being raised on an Indian reservation, yet being only half-Indian had effected his beliefs. He shared the same amount of respects with God as he did with the Indian spirits, but he couldn't say he ever preferred one over the other. One of Angela's doctors emerged from the OR. By now the Gage's and Trivette's were accumulated outside the door. The doctor looked up at the group, but showed no expression.

"Ranger Walker?" Walker ceased his pacing and approached the doctor, pulling his wife up beside him.

"I'm Ranger Walker this is my wife Alex."

"Ma'am." He acknowledged.

"How is she?" Alex demanded, skipping pleasantries.

"She lost a lot of blood, we were able to remove the bullet, and she is now in stable condition, were giving her a blood transfusion, but other than that we can't do much only time can tell." The doctor explained.

"Thank you." Walker thanked as the doctor retreated back into the OR.

"Only time can tell." He repeated as he and the rest of the group made there way back to the waiting room.