Here comes your action.

Chapter 32-Oh no, not again March 15, 2003

"55-Charlie respond to 334 Lexington for a domestic," came the dispatcher's voice.

"55-Charlie responding 334 Lexington," Ty repeated into the microphone.

"Imagine the world if we didn't have domestics," Sully said.

"We'd be out of jobs," Ty joked.

"Would that be a bad thing?"

Sully and Ty arrived on scene and could hear the yelling from down on the street.

"At least we know where we are going," Sully said.

They walked up the stairs to the second floor and found the apartment they were looking for.

"NYPD open up!" Ty yelled as he pounded on the door.

"Go to hell," came a voice from inside.

"That's not on my list of destinations today, open the damn door before we have to do it for you," Sully replied.

With their hands rested on the guns they waited as one of the people involved unlocked the door. They heard the doorknob click and the door began to open. Suddenly the door swung open and the man started shooting. Ty pulled his gun and shot the man in the head. Quickly regaining his composure Ty looked for Sully. He saw him lying on the floor in front of the apartment door. He had been standing right in front of it when the man opened the door.

"Sully!" Ty screamed.

"10-13 Officer down! 10-13 get a bus here now!" Ty yelled into his radio.

He ran to Sully's side and checked for a pulse. He found a very faint one. Sully was unconscious.

"Sully, wake up man.wake up. Help is coming. Tell me you are ok.Sully!" Ty began sobbing as he searched for the wound from the bullet. He tore open Sully's shirt and saw that he had one wound in his abdomen. He also had another one just above the neckline of his vest.

"Sully! Come on man, wake up!" Ty continued pleading.

"Davis!" Ty heard from the stairway.

"Doc! We're up here. Hurry, he's not doing good."

Doc rushed up the stairs with Carlos in tow. They quickly were at Sully's side completely dismissing the man inside the apartment that Ty had shot.

"We've gotta go now," Doc told Carlos.

They loaded Sully onto their stretcher. It was a bit difficult getting down the stairs, but luckily they were fairly wide. He was quickly in the back of the bus on his way to the hospital. Ty rode in the back with Carlos as he treated Sully.

It took them about 7 minutes to get to the hospital. Carlos had called Mercy to alert them of the condition of Sully. Ty didn't understand all the medical terminology, but none of it sounded particularly good. They pulled up the hospital and were met by the hospitals trauma team. They quickly took over and wheeled him into the trauma room. Ty, Doc and Carlos all stood outside the room dumbfounded.

"What happened in there Davis?" Carlos asked.

"We had a call for a domestic and he just started shooting. Is he going to be ok?"

"He lost a lot of blood, the doctors would know better than I would," Carlos answered.

Carlos walked towards the lounge to get himself a cup of coffee. It was never easy bringing in one of your own, especially when they are so severely injured. Carlos sat down on the couch, putting his coffee on the end table next to him. He rested his head on his hands. He wasn't about to tell Ty that he didn't think Sully was going to make it.

"Carlos?" came a voice from behind him, startling him.

"Huh? What?" he jumped up.

"Hey it's just me, why so jumpy?" Kim said walking closer to him.

"You didn't hear?" he questioned, turning away from her.

She walked up behind him and put her arms around his waist, "what happened?"

"Sully was shot. It doesn't look good."

"Oh my god how's Davis?"

"He's still in shock, he's standing outside the trauma bay."

"Here, come sit down," Kim said pulling him down next to her.

"Why does it seem that I am always on duty when something like this happens. My damn career started off with someone getting shot, then Bobby, now Sully."

"It's just a crappy draw, I know it's hard."

"I just don't know what I would do with myself if it was someone I was close to, I mean I guess the good thing is that I was never really close to Jerry or Bobby, or even Sully. But if you, Doc, Alex, Ty.."

"Hey, don't think about it that way. We are all here."

"But for how long?"

"Carlos no one knows how long they are going to live for. On my way home tonight I could be hit by a bus, you just don't know."

"It's just sucks."

"It'll be ok, I'll be here for you," Kim said as she kissed Carlos' temple.

"Hey Kim we gotta go," Alex said pushing the lounge door open. "Is everything ok?" She asked seeing the somber looks on the faces of her co- workers.

"You seen your husband yet?"

"No, why? Is he ok? Kim is he ok?" Alex got scared.

"Physically yes, emotionally probably not."

"Kim what happened? Where is he?"

"Alex, Sully was shot today and it doesn't look too good."

"Oh my god, I have to find him," Alex said running out of the room. She ran up to the nurses station.

"Can you tell me what room Officer Sullivan is in please?"

"He was in Trauma 1, they have taken him up to the OR."

"Thank you."

Alex rushed to where the trauma rooms were. She turned the corner and saw Ty sitting in a chair, his head on his hands that were resting on his knees.

"Ty!" she yelled down the hall. Ty looked up, it was obvious that he had been crying.

"Oh god Ty, Kim just told me. How is he?" she asked sitting down next to him.

"I don't know, they haven't told me anything. God Alex, I can't lose him."

"Hey, don't talk like that. Sully is strong."

"I don't know Alex."

Alex pulled Ty into a hug and that sat in each other's arms waiting to hear some kind of news about Sully.