Gamble fell onto the concrete floor. He pointed the gun at Walsh. Walsh wrestles the gun out of his hand and looks at Taylor. Walsh slugs Gamble in the face. His own head hurt, but now he was worried about Taylor. Gamble lay on the floor and Walsh stood up.

"You okay?" Walsh asks as he approaches

Taylor stumbles forward in shock. "I…" she mumbles as she falls

"Taylor?" Walsh asks as he stands up.

Jimmy and Lombardo rush into the room.

"Taylor?" Walsh screams desperately

Jimmy grabs the radio. "10-13 we have a firefighter down! Have the medics waiting at the door, Taylor's been shot!" He screams into the radio

Lieutenant Johnson quickly wheels around. DK standing beside him in shock.

"Carlos, Doc! I need medics at the door waiting! Taylor's been shot." Lt. Johnson orders

Carlos's face turns white as he grabs the cot and heads for the door. Jimmy and Lombardo reach the door with Taylor. Walsh comes out behind them, the gun in his hand. Bosco and Faith take the gun.

"Shooter's upstairs." Walsh says

"Oh my God! Taylor." Carlos says as he sees her limp in Jimmy and Lombardo's arms.

Kim rushes over to offer her assistance as well. They begin to cut Taylor's bunker coat off.

"I got two shots to the abdomen, one to the chest" Doc announces. "Let's roll her."

The medics roll Taylor to her side. Her face is pale as she stares at them. "I got 2 exit wounds." Doc announces as he shoves some trauma pads under Taylor's back. They roll her back over.

Jimmy, DK, Walsh, Lombardo, and Lt. Johnson stand watching over them. Lombardo looks at Walsh.

"You're bleeding." He says

Walsh takes his hood off and looks at it, there is blood soaking through it. He holds it up to the back of his head to try to stop any additional bleeding.

"Pulse weak and thready, pressure is only 90 by palp." Carlos announces. Taylor is bleeding out faster than they can get fluids into her.

"Let's move!" Doc says as he knows they need to get to the ER fast.

"Walsh, you need to get your head looked at." Lt. Johnson says

Walsh knew that meant that he needed to ride along in that ambulance. He climbed up in the passenger seat.

"Kim, why don't you come with us." Doc says knowing that Kim would be helpful to have. It was after all, her best friend that they were working on.

Carlos jumped in the driver's seat. He knew Taylor needed medical attention fast and he aimed to get her to Mercy as quick as he could. He looked at Walsh.

"What the hell happened?" Carlos asks

"I'm not totally sure." Walsh knew, but he didn't feel like explaining it to Carlos- not now.

Danny limped out of the burning warehouse and tried to sneak away.

"There he is!" Jimmy pointed out as he ran towards Gamble.

"There's your shooter!" Lombardo announced

Bosco and Faith quickly drew their guns.

"Stop right there jag off!" Bosco yelled as he approached

Danny looked up and realized that Bosco was closing in on him. He knew that he couldn't run, Walsh had made sure of that.

"Get up against the building." Bosco orders

Danny did as he was told. He put his hands on the wall as Bosco patted him down to make sure that he had no more weapons. Bosco leans in close.

"You better hope that Taylor makes it jag off." Bosco handcuffs Danny and takes him towards the RMP. They pass the rest of the members of the squad.

"You're a real black eye to the department you know that Gamble?" DK says

"I can't believe I looked up to you." Jimmy says in disgust.

"I hope you rot in hell." Lombardo adds

Faith opens the door to the RMP and Bosco shoves Danny in.

"Watch your head." He jeers.

Mary Proctor and Dana are awaiting the medics coming in. The doors soon open as Carlos and Doc wheel in Taylor. Walsh is following quickly behind with Kim. Carlos squeezes the bag to get oxygen to Taylor.

Dr. Fields is waiting in the trauma room.

"What do we have?" He asks

"30 year old female shot 3 times, twice in the abdomen, once in the chest. Exit wounds on the shots to the abdomen. Pulse of 40 weak and thready, BP 90 by palp. 1 liter of saline in the field." Doc gives the run down

"Okay move her nice and easy on my count. 1, 2, 3." Dr. Fields instructs as he takes his stethescope and listens to Taylor's breath sounds. "Need a portable chest and abdomen. Get me 4 units on the rapid infuser."

Proctor starts putting Taylor on all of their monitors.

"Pressure's down to 30." She announces

"Get a crash cart ready!" Dr. Fields instructs.

Carlos, Doc, Kim, and Walsh watch helplessly as the nurses rush in and out of the room with supplies.

"Come on Taylor." Carlos whispers.

Kim takes Walsh's hand. "Come on Alex, you gotta get through this." She says

They watch helplessly as Dana begins chest compressions on Taylor. Dr. Fields uses the difibulator and shocks Taylor twice, Proctor follows orders and pushes the medications through Taylor's IV. Dr. Fields shocks one more time and they get a rhythm on the monitor. Soon they are rushing her bed out of the trauma room and up to the OR.

Nurse Proctor looks at the 4 of them.

"They're going to take her to surgery, but it doesn't look good." Mary was always honest with them. "Walsh, you need to get that lac looked at." She points him to a bed. "I'll be in in a minute." He slowly walks over to the bed and sits on the edge. Kim walks in with him.

"I'm not worried about my head." He argues

"I know." Kim replies, "But you need to make sure that it's alright. Then you can worry about Taylor."

Dr. Fields soon enters and checks Walsh's head. "You need a CT scan since you lost consciousness."

Walsh really can't argue and Proctor hands him a hospital gown. "Ties in the back." She says as she pulls the curtain for him.

Kim waits out by the desk. Doc walks out with a cup of coffee in each hand.

"It's gonna be a long night." He says, "I put us out of service."

Kim paces around the ER for a bit until they bring Walsh back.

"Said it's all clear." He smiles. At least something was going to go right today. He quickly dresses and they head up to the surgical waiting area.

The surgical waiting area was packed with the Squad, and members from downtown. Taylor's uncles were there as was her mom. Walsh sat in a chair between Kim and DK. It would take hours before they would know anything. He shifted uneasily in his chair.

The doors to the OR area opened and out came a surgeon. He slowly took the blue cap from his head. Everyone watches as the man dressed in blue scrubs and white sneakers walks towards them. Walsh is sitting on the edge of his chair. Beth Taylor stands up as does Lt. Johnson.

"Mrs. Taylor, I'm Doctor Ulrich. I operated on your daughter." He says

"How is she?" Beth Taylor asks

"Can we talk in private?" He asks

"These people are my daughter's family. Whatever you need to tell me you can say in front of them." Beth replies

"The bullet hit one of her lungs, another bullet pierced your daughter's spleen. There was too much bleeding to repair. I'm sorry." He says solemnly

Beth Taylor turned to Lt. Johnson and buried her face in his chest as she sobbed.

"No!" She cries out. "No!"

Lt. Johnson's eyes well up with tears as he puts his arms around her to console her.

Kim buries her face in Jimmy's chest. DK brushes his hand through his hair as he turns away. Carlos stands with his hand to his face he couldn't believe it. Doc walked away down the hall. Walsh stood up and walked to the window. He couldn't fight back the tears as he bit his lip. Lombardo sat in silence.

Walsh was staring out into the black night.

"She's gone. I can't believe that she's gone."

He walked away from everyone else. He didn't want to accept the reality. He felt around in his pocket for something. He reached in and pulled out the St. Florian Medal that she always wore around her neck. It had been her father's but he had given it to her the day she graduated from the academy. He stared at it for a few moments, he knew that he should give it to Taylor's mother- but he couldn't bring himself to do it. It was a memento for him to keep of her. They had all made it through the tragedy of September 11, 2001, but now they were sitting at Mercy hospital in a new tragedy.

Danny Gamble had gotten his revenge on Alex Taylor, but he also killed a part of each member of Squad 55. He had broken the family. It stung each one of them. But Walsh was hurt the most. Taylor was his sister, but more importantly Taylor was his best friend. And now he had to say goodbye.

A tear trickled down his face. DK walked up behind him and put his hand on his shoulder.

"You okay?" DK asked

"I wish it was a dream." Walsh replied

"I know, I do too." DK replied

"I just wish that I could wake up and Alex would be right here beside me." Walsh added

But the reality was that he couldn't just wake up and make things right. He held up the medal again and stared at it.