Jack was forced aside when the paramedics attended to Sam, but he never took his eyes off her. He asked in a shaky voice, "Is she going to be ok?"
The paramedic glanced back at Jack and answered the only way he knew how, "I don't know yet, sir, but we're doing everything we can." He turned his attention back to Sam and checked her pulse, then announced, "She's crashing!" He grabbed his portable defibrillator out of the bag. "Charging to 200! Clear!" Jack watched in horror as they jolted her heart with a burst of electricity. He held his breath as they checked her pulse again. "I've got a pulse, it's weak, but stable. We need to get her moved, now!" Jack rubbed his forehead and squeezed his eyes shut, hoping the scene in front of him wasn't really happening.
Agent Baker walked over and tried to question Jack, but Jack just couldn't answer. He just watched as the medics inserted a tube down her throat and a needle in her arm. Instead, Baker walked away and called Chase, "You'll never believe this, but Jack had already taken out four guards by the time we got here. What's your ETA?"
Chase smiled over at Kim and nodded his reassurance that Jack was fine, "We're about a block away. Is he ok?"
"He's a little beaten up, but yeah, he's ok. Agent Murphy was shot though. Medics are working on her"
"Ok, we're pulling up now." He hung up and parked the car amid the line of CTU, FBI, and police cars. He flashed his badge at an officer and he and Kim made their way into the building. Kim ran ahead and found Jack on his knees on the floor, "Dad!"
Jack finally turned his head away and stood up. Kim stopped when she saw the amount of blood on his shirt and the condition of his face. Someone had worked him over. She put her hand to his bruised cheek and asked softly, "Are you ok?"
He looked down at his shirt, "It's Sam's. I'm fine." He shouldn't let Kim see him in this condition, so he opened his arms and hugged her tightly. He only let go when he heard the paramedics pack up their gear and raise Sam's gurney. "Hold on a minute, Kim."
He asked the nearest paramedic, "Where are you taking her?"
"St. Vincents, it's closest. She's stable for the moment, but we need to get her into surgery as soon as possible."
He nodded, "I'm coming with you."
"Sir, are you family?"
Jack just glared at him. The paramedic took one look at his face and knew he wouldn't back down, "Yeah, ok, but we're leaving now."
Jack looked back at Kim, "I'm going to St. Vincents with Sam, honey. I have to go. Can you meet me there?"
Kim nodded and returned to Chase's side, who had been talking to Baker. "Jack's got nine lives doesn't he?"
Baker laughed lightly, "Yeah, but I'd say he's used up more than eight of them already." He quickly shut his mouth when Kim approached.
She asked Chase, "Do you know anything about this Agent Murphy? Dad seemed really worried about her. I haven't seen him like that in a long time. It was almost like when..." She couldn't finish her sentence. But Chase knew who she was talking about. They had talked about the day her mom had died many times.
Chase hugged Kim, "He's going to be fine, Kim. Your dad was working very closely with Agent Murphy on the Salazar case. They've been through a lot in a very short time. I'm sure he's just worried about her." He let go and searched her eyes. "Would you feel better if we went over to the hospital?"
Kim nodded. Chase addressed Baker, "Call me on my cell if you need anything. Thanks for your help."
Kim and Chase got in the car and headed to the hospital. "How long have you known about my dad and this FBI agent?"
Chase stifled a grin, "I saw it yesterday after he shot Christine Henry. I noticed the looks that passed between them. To tell you the truth, I don't think he even knows how much she means to him, but it was obvious to anyone who saw them together."
Kim shot him a curious look, "So why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought he should be the one to tell you, I wasn't sure how you would feel about it. I mean, you were really good friends with Kate, and look what happened with them."
Kim sighed and looked out the window, "I just want him to be happy."
Chase squeezed her hand, "I know, me too. But I've got a feeling about this one."