Disclaimer- I think we all know who owns them. Believe me, if it were me you'd have seen a different end to Embraceable You. (Jordan, you are an idiot and Woody, you should just grab her and kiss her.)

A/N- I forgot to thank someone in the last chapter. jtbwriter, you are the bomb, thank you so much for the beta. All the suggestions were so helpful. If you guys haven't read j's stuff do so it's amazing.

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Garret was halfway to Sarah's apartment when his cell rang.
"Macy." He answered.

"Garret, it's Woody. Sarah's been attacked, she's on her way to County right now. Jordan's riding with her." Hoyt sounded out of breath. "It was her ex-husband, the uniforms caught him in the act."

"How is she?" Garret asked turning the car around and heading for the hospital.

"All I can tell you is she was unconscious when we got there and they were putting the asshole in the car. Jordan wanted to drop some stuff off at Sarah's and the call came over the radio. The unit only beat us by a couple of minutes." Woody said. "It looked bad, Garret. I'm following the unit to Central Booking, then I'll be over there."

"Thanks Woody" Garret hung up.

County General

Jordan was pacing the waiting room when Garret arrived.

"Jordan, how is she?" He asked as she hugged him.

"They're in with her now. I haven't heard anything yet." The brunette had tears in her eyes. "Garret, she's not conscious and he choked her. I think she's got internal bleeding and probably several broken bones. From her breathing, I'd say one of her lungs has collapsed." Jordan wiped her eyes and looked at Garret. "It was that piece of shit, Harrison. Woody was so mad he punched him after the cops had already cuffed him. I wish I could have gotten to him."

A nurse walked by and Garret grabbed her. "Can you tell me anything about Sarah Matthews condition?"

"It's not my case, but I'll let them know you're out here." She hurried away.

It was almost twenty minutes before anyone came out and Jordan wondered if Garret was going to explode from the waiting. A woman in a lab coat and scrubs walked up. "I'm Dr. Taylor. Are you here about Sarah Matthews?" She asked.

"I'm Dr. Macy, this is Dr. Cavanaugh. We work with Dr. Matthews at the Coroner's office. How is she?"

"I'll be blunt, Dr. Macy. I've never seen anyone beaten this badly and survive. It looks like Sarah's attacker was out to cause the maximum amount of damage. I hope the cops catch this bastard." Dr. Taylor continued. "Our head of trauma surgery is in with her now. She has multiple rib fractures; one punctured her lung another appears to have ruptured her spleen. We think she has a lacerated liver and x-ray shows a skull fracture with indications of a subdural hematoma. Her left femur is broken in two places and her right arm has a radial-ulnar fracture, which appears to be a defensive wound." The young ER doctor leaned against the wall. "If she survives the initial surgery, she'll need several more to repair the fractures. Her face was badly beaten, the right cheekbone is crushed and she has finger print bruises on her throat. Since she was only partially clothed we did a rape kit; it was negative. Do you know who attacked her?"

"Her ex-husband, the police have him in custody." Jordan said.

" Are you alright, Dr. Macy?" Dr. Taylor as Garret sank into a chair.

"I want to see her." Garret said ignoring the question.

"Right this way, but she's still unconscious." Dr. Taylor led the way to the trauma room.

Garret braced himself for what he would see but he was still shocked. Sarah was laying on a gurney, pale except for the livid bruises on her face and neck. At five foot one and 105 lbs, she wasn't very big but she looked so small and vulnerable, like a doll discarded by a careless child. He touched her uninjured cheek tenderly.

"Sarah, I'm here sweetheart. You're safe. I promise you, he'll never hurt you again. I love you, baby." Garret touched her slim fingers and kissed her as a tear slid down his cheek. "Just hold on. They'll be taking you to surgery soon.

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