Sorry this has taken so long, but what's a girl to do. Think of this as a early Christmas gift. Well here goes.

Angel Grove Memorial was a tall and menacing red brick building. Kim stared up and the hospital wishing for all that she was worth that Jason did not have to go in there. She barely noticed Tommy's strong arm around her. Her mind was so very far from where her body was. In her minds eye she was reliving what had happened a half and hour before. Jason coming to her rescue, his comforting hug, two gunshots, Damon's laughter, and Jason's parting words as he lost conciousness. New tears began to stream down her puffy face.

"Let's go get you cleaned up," Tommy's voice broke into her thoughts. He was pulling her toward the women's restroom. Kim looked down at herself. Blood covered her clothes and her hands. Though she knew she should was up, Kim did not want to leave the lobby until they had news about Jason. She wanted to hear it from the doctor's lips, not the softer version from Tommy. Anger began to bubble in Kim. He was trying to keep her from the truth. It was as though Kim's rational self seemed to have gone into hybernation as she whirled on Tommy.

"Don't tell me what to do!" she growled at a startled Tommy. "I want to be here when we find out about Jason."

"But Kim.." Tommy started.

"Leave me alone, Tommy."

Kim walked over to Rocky, who embraced her in a warm hug. He felt her shoulders begin to shake with sobs. Though Rocky was the comedian among the group of old friends he was skilled in comforting those who were hurting.

"Just let it all out," he whispered as he patted her head.

"Why him, Rocky?" she whimpered. "Why Jason?"

Rocky had no answer for this. He tried to find some reasoning behind it all as he stroked Kim's back. Jason was the strongest, the first to offer help, a wonderful leader and the closest thing to perfect a friend could be.

"Miss Hart?" Kim looked up to find to police officers before her. "Could we ask you a few questions?"

At first Kim was going to tell them to come back later, then she noticed the sadness in their eyes. They knew Jason as well, were feeling the dread, same as she.

"Yes"

Rocky and Tommy watched as Kim walked over to the doors with the police. Just as Kim exited a group of familiar faces pushed their way through the doors. Kat, Aisha, Tanya, Billy, and Adam hurried over to them.

"Is he ok?"

"What have you heard?"

"What's the pronosis?"

Their voices and concern mixed together. Rocky and Tommy tried to fill them in on what had happened. Mostly they were going on what Kim and willingly told them and what they had heard her mumble in the car.

"Well have they caught the guy yet?" Kat asked as she was engulfed in a hug by Tommy.

"The cops are talking to Kim right now." As Rocky said this, Kim was walking toward them. Her eyes swept over them all only to come to rest on Billy. Her pace quickened.

"Billy" she cried her voice muffled by his shoulder. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for Jase to be there. I don't know what to do."

"It's not your fault Kim." Billy whispered in her ear.

They waited tensely over the next hour. A nurse had come to tell them that a doctor would be to see them as soon as the knew something definate. Each of them lost in thought, that it took a moment before they realized that a doctor was in their midst.

"Friend's of Jason?" he asked. Each of them nodded, wanting to hear what this man had to say. "Well I am sorry to say, but there was nothing I could do for your friend. We tried everything in the book for the past forty five minutes. I am truly sorry for your loss."

Whatever the doctor said after that was drowned out by Kim's wail of grief. It wasn't so, she would find Jason and he would tell her it was going to be all right. He would hug her and make everything some horrible dream. He would tell her that he loved her. She would be able to tell him how much she loved him. It couldn't be true. Jason was the strong one. Kim refused the idea of Jason being dead. He had always been there.

"Jason!"

"Kim" she vaguely heard Billy calling her name as if through a heavy haze. Kim struggled to open her eyes. Billy was shaking her softly. "You were dreaming Kim."

Kim looked around. Her closest friends sat awaiting for word just as they had been before she fell asleep. Just as Kim was about to asked if they had gotten word a short, graying doctor in his mid fifties came toward them. His blue scrubs stained with red.

"Well, I have some news on your friend Jason for you." He said softly.