Once the ambulance arrives at the hospital Bobby is unloaded and immediately wheeled into the emergency room. Alex follows close behind, but is stopped from entering the ER door. "I have to be with him!" Alex insists.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but you can't help him now." Replies the attendant holding her by the arm.

"I'm his partner! Let go of my arm before I break it." Alex yells, wrenching her arm out of the man's grasp before she whisks by him. Once through the door Alex stops before she realizes what room they've taken Bobby into. Walking through the door she sees three doctors and two nurses working on him. One doctor turns around and sees Alex.

"Get her out of here!" One of the doctors yells to one of the nurses.

"This man has been poisoned. Whatever he ingested has killed several men and it gives the impression that the person had a heart attack." Alex quickly explains.

"We'll pump his stomach and test the contents to find out what we're dealing with. The EMT's already injected him with a stimulant and I think he is out of the woods in regards to his heart. There's only the matter of him waking up and from what the EMT's said he was out a good ten to fifteen minutes." Says the lead doctor readying the equipment to pump Bobby's stomach.

Alex bites her lip as she runs her hand through Bobby's hair. "You don't know him like I do. He will wake up!" Alex says, firmly as she lets herself be escorted to the waiting area.

Alex sits staring blankly at the pages of the magazine she is holding as she sits next to Bobby's bedside in ICU. Every beep of the heart monitor causes a knot to form in her stomach. Tighter and tighter the knot becomes until she can't stand it any longer. She gets up and tosses the magazine on the chair. She starts pacing. Covering her face with her hands. "Damn it Bobby, of all the cases we've been on I've never been this scared. We've got too many things to discover together for you to let it all end this way. You've got to wake up. Do you hear me Bobby Goren? I'm talking to you!" She walks up to the side of his bed and stares at her best friend's body stuck with tubes. Pulling up the chair beside the bed she, sits and holds his hand. Glancing down she plays with the gold band around his finger and wonders how Charlie is going to take the news of Bobby's deception. From the news she had heard on the television Charlie was now being questioned in the shooting. Hopefully he would be exonerated from any charges. Pulling Bobby's hand to her lips she closes her eyes and thinks about all of the other times he had been in this situation before. A detective's life is complicated and these things happened, but you never expected to be poisoned. Tears stream down her face as she does the one thing that she knows she can do. Pray.

Three Hours Later

3 a.m.

Alex wakes up with her face buried in the blanket of Bobby's bed as he thrashes around. She must have leaned forward and fallen asleep. Jumping up out of her chair she runs her hand along his cheek. "Bobby? Bobby, it's me, it's Alex."

Bobby's eyes blink a couple of times before he opens them. Squinting at her he turns his head and studies his surroundings.

"Bobby, how do you feel?" Alex asks, relieved to see him awake.

"I feel awful, I think I had too much champagne, Eames." Bobby replies, rubbing his eyes with his hands.

Alex raises an eyebrow. "Bobby, you were drugged. Don't you remember? It was in the chocolate pie."

Bobby stares at her a moment before her words started sinking in. "Did you eat any of it!" He scans her body for any sign of illness or injury.

"No, only yours was poisoned. We were right Bobby, it was Terry. She was a prostitute that was mad at the male population in general for her failures in life." Alex explains.

"She blamed me? What the hell did I ever do to her? I did not have sexual intercourse with that woman!" Bobby mimics the former President's infamous line.

"No, you didn't. You, unfortunately, were a target because of your name." Alex gives him a grim smile.

"I knew my name wasn't something to be proud of, but that is a ridiculous reason for killing someone." Bobby says, weakly.

"She was a serial killer. What can I say? You know more about them than I do. Come to think of it...I think you know more about them than anyone I know or have worked with in the past." Alex gives him a thoughtful look.

"I guess I'll take that as a compliment." Bobby gives her a mock scowl.

Alex rolls her eyes. "I'm glad you've got your sense of humor back. Charlie is going to need cheering up once he is done being questioned."

"Questioned? He didn't have anything to do with this or was he in on this? Man eighty-thousand dollars sure does a lot to some people doesn't it?" Bobby asks.

Alex sighs. "No, he saved you Bobby. You were out and Terry had me by the neck with a knife. He shot and killed her to save us."

"I guess I really do owe him don't I?" Bobby mumbles as he stares off into space.

"No, it's I that owes him." Alex says while leaning down and kissing him on the lips.