April

Miami, Florida

"Dude, Miami is so boring," James Scott whined as he and Darin Mitchell drove down the street in Downtown Miami after getting stuff from a fresh food market. "Can we find a club?"

Darin Mitchell scowled as he drove, irritated that the downtown core was so busy and traffic went endlessly slow, "No, we can't," he snapped. "Clavo would get mad if we got into trouble and so..."

The vehicle suddenly stopped and Darin swore, "Look," he hissed. "Isn't that Ryan Wolfe?"

James peered through the tinted window in the direction that Darin was pointed and he was surprised to see Ryan walk out on to the terrace of an outdoor cafe using a cane to support himself. The two men watched as Ryan approached a table where a very familiar, pregnant woman was sitting.

"That's Jill Adams," James hissed anxiously. "Did Wolfe knock her up and stash her here?"

Darin sighed, "We have to get back to the headquarters and tell Ivan," he spoke anxiously. "Now."

Unaware that they had been seen, Ryan sighed as he sat at the table with Jill, "I'm sorry I haven't checked on you, but I got really sick as soon as I got home," he spoke in a quiet voice.

"It's okay," Jill replied quietly. "I've been doing what you said and working on finishing school while getting my life together. You told me to just be safe, but my parents...we haven't talked much since we moved and I think they're angry that we had to leave Vegas. They blame me for that..."

Ryan nodded, "I got married to Tony Speedle a couple of months ago, though," Jill continued softly, determined to stay positive. "We met at Miami-Dade University when the culinary program put on a foodie day for the other students. I'm still pursuing Criminal Justice, but not Criminalistics..."

"I don't know why not," Ryan replied softly. "You seemed very talented at it, but Vegas didn't see it."

Jill gave Ryan a look, "You're talented at it too," she challenged softly. "I know it hurts, but..."

"I'm working up the courage to try," Ryan replied softly. "Did you need anything? You or your...?"

Jill sighed, "We're fine," she replied in a concerned voice. "What about you and...Carlos, right?"

"I don't know yet," Ryan admitted quietly. "I don't know if I'll ever be okay."

Jill nodded and sighed, "Is there anything I can do for you and Carlos?" she asked worriedly. "You helped me and that's why McKeen took you and Sofia. He was angry about losing access to me..."

"Just keep staying safe," Ryan replied with finality. "I'm living with family and seeing a therapist. I'm also doing my best to take care of Carlos, so I'm doing all I can right now. You just do the same."

Jill sighed, "I have to get to class, but thanks for checking on me," she said as she stood up.

Ryan waited til she was gone before he left the cafe and made his way back to the cab he had gotten for the rendezvous with Jill, "Take me to the Miami-Dade Crime Lab," he said as he got into the backseat.

Miami, Florida

"Ryan Wolfe and Jill Adams?" McKeen asked coldly, his eyes narrowing as he stared at James and Darin in the safety of Clavo's common area. "You must be joking. Ryan Wolfe's in Vegas."

James and Darin exchanged a look, "The dude's probably back and working at the Crime Lab," Darin hissed coldly. "I bet you Rick Stetler got him back here and helped him get his job back."

McKeen raised an eyebrow, as it seemed plausible, "Ryan made Jill leave Vegas and he's hiding her here because she's scared of me," he reasoned coldly. "She tattled on me to escape jail..."

"Can't we go attack the Crime Lab and snatch Wolfe again?" James asked eagerly.

Clavo, who had been listening to the conversation from his easychair, smirked and hooted, "From criminalist student to criminal," he said in an amused voice. "You've got some nasty ideas."

"It takes time to organize a huge attack like that," McKeen replied, seemingly unimpressed. "I've already tortured Ryan Wolfe and I don't see a reason to attack the Miami-Dade Crime Lab..."

The phone suddenly rang and McKeen answered it, "I have Rick's daughter," Sam's voice spoke.

McKeen frowned, "Sam Braun, what have you done?" he asked in a cold voice. "What did you...?"

"You went to Miami to grab Rick without my permission or my help, you..." Sam hissed, rattling profanities off as if they were normal words to him, hoping that his lie was enough to make McKeen angry. "You left some of your Russian buddies behind after torturing the Wolfes and they were mad enough at you to help me. Like my plan?"

McKeen swore as Lindsey screamed, but the call promptly ended, "Sam Braun is going to DIE," he snapped, his face full of fury as he slammed the phone down. "Clavo, I need you to go to Vegas..."

"Because of my immunity?" Clavo asked slyly. "You want me to pop off Sam Braun for you?"

McKeen nodded and glared at James and Darin, "No doubt Miami is going to be involved once Catherine opens her mouth," he hissed coldly. "We need to go and distract them from this..."

Manhattan, New York

"I brought you here because I have a surprise for you," Bosco spoke in a serious voice as he led John off the elevator on to the floor where the Crime Lab was. "Surprise is in Detective Taylor's office."

As John approached Mac's office, he could see his mother and grandfather there as well as Jo, Danny, Lindsay, Flack, Sid, Adam, and Hawkes, "What's going on?" he asked as they entered the office. "I'm going to be late..."

Mac took a folder off of his desk and offered it to John, "The results of your national police exam came in and I thought you might like them," he replied, smiling. "I know you've got to go, so we won't keep you."

John opened the folder and his eyes widened, "I passed...with honors?" he asked in a shocked voice.

Danielle hugged John and Bosco went around the desk, smiling as he produced a garment bag with an NYPD uniform in it, "We got you something nice to wear to graduation since you've earned the rank," Bosco explained.

"I...I'm not going to a precinct," John replied nervously. "I told you that. I'm going to pursue my Master's..."

Bosco nodded, "You still have the rank," he replied calmly. "Even if you only do co-ops, the rank is yours."

John nodded, "After the general ceremony, the NYPD will be presenting you with your honors," Mac explained in a calm voice. "NYU agreed to settle with NYPD if they did your ceremony as part of the convocation..."

"Go get changed," Bosco spoke in a calm voice. "If we don't hurry, we really will be late for Convocation."

John took the bag and silently left the office, "You raised that, Danni," Bosco said proudly, smiling at Danielle.

Danielle sighed, "I'm very proud of him," she replied quietly. "He's come so far in such a short time."

"What about that girlfriend of his?" Danny asked slyly. "Isn't she graduating today too?"

Danielle shook her head, "Caira chose to go at a slower pace and she doesn't graduate until next spring, but she's perfectly happy with that," she explained calmly. "She offered to watch the younger kids til we went to NYU."

Mac nodded and smiled as John suddenly returned wearing the NYPD garb. Bosco, who was wearing his Sergeant's uniform because he had to work later that day, smiled, "This deserves a picture," Danielle said.

"You look just like I did when I joined NYPD," Sully commented as Bosco and John posed for a photo.

Danielle smiled as she took several photos with her camera, "Let's get going," she said in an excited voice. "We need to stop at the apartment and get Caira, David, Ellie, Mikey, and Emily. Yelina's already there with Ray Jr. and Nicolas. We also need to grab Grandma Rose on the way to campus since she said she needed a ride..."

"You all go ahead," Mac spoke quietly. "I need a word with Danny and Danielle about a personal matter."

Bosco looked like he wanted to stay, but Danielle sighed, "Maurice, go," she spoke softly. "I'll tell you later."

"Do I need to know anything?" Sully asked curiously, suddenly worried. "Should I be here for this?"

Danielle sighed, "Dad, I'll tell you everything later," she replied, wondering if it had to do with her birth mother.

Danny and Danielle stayed behind while everyone else left, but they looked concerned, "Mac, what's up?" Danny asked in a concerned voice. "I've been working hard and I apologized to Detective Caine before he left..."

"Danny, I just found out that Ellen Seville's sentence was commuted from Riker's to a mental health facility in the city in February," Mac spoke quietly. "Greg Sanders asked Gil Grissom to help him because Ellen wrote distressing letters to Greg about how prison was hard on her. Ellen and her therapists were hoping to have a group session."

Danielle looked appalled, but Danny flinched, "Grissom got Ellen out of jail?" she asked in an upset voice. "She was put there for dealing drugs to Emily Yokas! How did he get her out? Did he sleep with her or tell a bunch of lies?!"

Danny's eyes widened in shock, "I've never seen you this angry as long as I've known you," he replied sofly.

"Grissom's always done what he can to ignore the rules in favor of what he can do for people and that's why Warrick ended up getting off after shooting me!" Danielle shouted, her expression angry. "Ellen Seville has made it quite clear that I was the mistake in her life and I've forgiven her attitude towards me, but I really don't want anything to do with her or her therapy. I don't want my kids being influenced to do bad things because of her!"

Mac sighed, "I understand, but the centre did make the request," he replied patiently. "You can say no."

"I was raised by a decent woman and this whole thing with Ellen confuses me," Danny admitted softly. "I did visit her in prison, though, and she explained that this Cathal Finney was an extremely controlling, abusive, dirty cop."

Danielle exhaled anxiously, "I'm friends with his daughter-in-law, Grace, and his son, Brendan," she explained in a stern voice. "My father and Ty Davis mentioned that Cathal was a corrupt cop. Ellen said he was corrupt, but then she sold drugs to a girl my husband watched grow up. I'd love to blame all her behavior on Cathal, but I can't."

Danny opened his mouth to speak, but Danielle cut him off, "When I first met her, she acted as if I was her mistake and like she couldn't wait to get away from me," she spoke sadly. "I was raised by my very loving father."

Mac nodded, but Danny sighed, "Louie's in a rehab facility right now because of how he was beaten up and he might be there forever because he can't live on his own, but hanging with him taught me forgiveness," Danny spoke quietly, his expression concerned. "If you keep hating her, it's just gonna eat you up inside."

"I don't hate her, but she's very much the same as Edward and Warrick were," Danielle replied in an upset voice. "I was held hostage by Edward for several days and treated as nothing more than a piece of meat. I drugged him and drove myself back to the city with a broken arm and when Warrick shot me, I called for help. I don't have hate against anyone, but you can't expect me to associate with someone I do not trust. My experiences..."

Bosco suddenly walked into the office, scowling when he saw that Danielle was upset, "What's going on?" he asked in a stern voice. "John's gone to NYU and Sully went home, but I decided to wait for my wife..."

"Maurice, can we just go?" Danielle asked anxiously, fighting to keep it together. "It's John's day."

Bosco, however, scowled at Danny, "I heard how you went after LaRusso at Christmastime, Messer," he growled.

Danny flinched, "Maurice, let's go," Danielle spoke anxiously. "We can talk after everything's all done for the day."

Bosco continued to scowl, but nodded and left with Danielle, "What's she talking about?" Danny asked softly.

"A couple of years ago, Danielle Sullivan was kidnapped from her hospital room by former police officer and her ex, Edward Addison," Mac explained softly. "We couldn't find her and the case wasn't ever fully solved because she suddenly showed up back in New York with his car. I guess we now know how she got back to the city."

Danny sighed, "Maybe apologize after the graduation," Mac said gently. "We should get going."

Las Vegas, Nevada

McKeen left me here to rot while he went to deal with Rick on his own. Sam Braun thought bitterly as he sat in his limousine, resting as his chauffeur took him to his casinos for the day where he could escape and go to Butterfield Academy to kidnap Catherine's children and put his plan against McKeen into action. I should put a price on his head.

As the limo stopped at a red light, Sam spotted Catherine's children, Lindsey and Lenny, walking down a sidewalk in nice clothes and with bags over their shoulders, "Pull over," Sam ordered in a commanding voice.

The limo pulled over and Sam got out, "Lindsey, Lenny, would you like a ride to school?" he asked gently.

"No," Lenny replied nervously, backing away as he frowned. "You let that creepy cop hurt me..."

Sam frowned and Lindsey walked over to him, "Lenny, Mom said we could trust Grandpa Sam," she argued.

"I'm not getting in his car," Lenny replied, his expression upset. "I don't have to and you can't make me."

Lindsey scowled and promptly crawled into the limo, "Be stubborn like your loser father," Sam hissed.

Lenny, however, remained firm and stayed where he was. Sam scowled and climbed back into the limo.

As the limo drove away, Lenny looked around for a pay phone so he could phone his mother to tell him that Lindsey had gone off with Sam Braun. His mother didn't allow them to have phones because she didn't have money for them and she didn't want them using them at school when they were supposed to be learning. He began walking and promptly entered a neighborhood filled with condos and apartments that he didn't recognize.

Panic filled Lenny and he promptly sat on the grass, trying to control his panic as he did so.

"Daddy?"

Nick yawned as he came out of his condo and found Parker standing on the sidewalk, staring across the street instead of getting into the truck, "Daddy, there's someone sitting on the grass over there," Parker said softly.

Frowning, Nick quickly locked the door and went over to where Parker was standing. He was horrified to see that Lenny Stetler was sitting on the grass, having a quiet panic attack while Lindsey was nowhere in sight. He quickly put Parker in the car and secured him in his seat before hurrying across the street to Lenny, "Hey there, Lenny," Nick spoke in a worried voice. "What are you doing here?"

"I...Lindsey and I were walking to school because Mom had to pull a double and Grandma had other things to do this morning and Sam Braun came up to us in a limo," Lenny managed to say in an anxious voice, his expression upset. "He offered us a ride and Lindsey went with him..."

Nick frowned, "Lindsey got in a car with Sam Braun?" he asked worriedly. "Where'd they go?"

Lenny shrugged, "How about you come with me and we'll go to the Crime Lab to see your mom?" Nick suggested in a concerned voice. "You shouldn't be walking anywhere alone..."

"Okay," Lenny replied quietly as he got up. "Mom said we can trust you."

Nick led Lenny over to his truck and waited til he was in with his seatbelt in before getting in, buckling up, and taking off towards the Crime Lab with his siren on. It didn't take long for him to get to the Crime Lab and as he got Lenny and Parker out of the car, Ecklie came storming out.

"Stokes, what do you mean by running your siren?" Ecklie asked crossly. "That costs money."

Nick sighed, "Where's Catherine?" he asked. "Her daughter got in a car with Sam Braun..."

Ecklie's eyes narrowed as he saw Lenny and Parker and he sighed irritably, a grim expression on his face as he escorted them inside, "CATHERINE!" Ecklie shouted in an infuriated voice.

Cursing filled the lab as Catherine came out of her office, "I need you and Grissom in my office right now!" Ecklie snapped irritably. "Stokes just found your son alone and your daughter is with Sam Braun!"

"I thought Grandma was going to take you two to school, Lenny?" Catherine asked in a concerned voice, frowning at her son. "She spent the night at the house and she was going to take you..."

Ecklie scowled, "Where's Grissom?" he asked crossly. "I know he was scheduled..."

"I'm covering for Grissom because he flew out to New York for John Boscorelli's graduation and he should be back by this evening," Catherine replied anxiously. "Ray, Greg, Morgan, Nick, Hodges, and I managed the shift just fine, but I have to do all the paperwork. I thought he told you..."

Ecklie sighed irritably, but nodded as Catherine's cell rang, "Hello?" she said as she answered it.

There was quiet talking, followed by screaming and Catherine swore, "Lindsey!" she screamed.

A click followed and Catherine exhaled anxiously, "Some Russian was on the phone and said that Sam has Lindsey there and unless Rick resurfaces, I might lose her," she spoke in an anxious voice.

"Stokes, call everyone back in right now," Ecklie ordered in a stern voice, his expression serious.

Catherine sighed anxiously, "I need to help find my daughter," she spoke anxiously. "Please."

"Since Grissom's not here, you're Acting Supervisor and you can supervise, but you can't process anything," Ecklie spoke sternly. "Stokes, do something with those kids, will you?"

Nick sighed and watched as Catherine got on her phone again, "I'd rather Lenny stay with me today, given what happened," she spoke anxiously. "Rick is legally Lindsey's dad, so I need to phone him."

Miami, Florida

The taxi was gone and Ryan found himself merely standing in the parking lot, leaning on his cane as he tried to muster up the courage to step inside the police building. He couldn't run from it forever.

"Ryan?"

Ryan turned to see Alexx getting out of her car, "Hey," he spoke softly. "I thought I'd visit..."

Alexx nodded as she walked over to him, "Horatio mentioned to me that he talked to you about coming back," she spoke softly. "He also mentioned that you were struggling to find the courage..."

"I know what Eric and Calleigh thought of me," Ryan spoke softly. "I...I'm scared to come back."

Alexx sighed, "What happened to you made me realize that I haven't been spending enough time among the living and being grateful for them," she spoke gently. "I'm cutting back my hours, but when Horatio can find someone else, I'm going to leave and work at the hospital emergency room."

Ryan frowned, but nodded and Alexx hugged him, "Now, you don't have to go in and say yes to Horatio right now, but why don't we just walk through the lab?" Alexx asked softly. "You and me?"

"I guess we could," Ryan replied in a quiet voice, sighing. "That seems really easy."

Alexx put a motherly arm around Ryan and they walked inside, only stopping to get a VISITOR badge and wait for the elevator. When the elevator reached the Crime Lab, they stepped off and stopped.

"My leg's aching a bit," Ryan spoke quietly. "Could...could we sit down for a moment?"

Alexx nodded and they sat on the couch, "...If you try and stop me from getting on a plane, Delko, I will make sure you're fired!" an angry voice suddenly shouted. "I don't need a police chopper!"

Ryan froze as Eric, Calleigh, Jesse, Tim, and Walter suddenly came down the hallway with an angry Rick, "Rick, I highly advise you take the chopper," Calleigh spoke urgently. "It will be faster..."

"And easier to notice," Rick hissed angrily. "Sam Braun and the Russians have Lindsey..."

Jesse suddenly stepped in, "Look, this may be to get you," he spoke quietly. "This feels like that."

Calleigh looked at Tim, "Speedle, what were the findings of the investigation into the robberies?" he asked in a quiet voice. "The reports said that DNA from two former criminalists were found?"

"Yeah, DNA from Dan Cooper and Maxine Valera were found at a couple of the locations," Tim replied in a patient voice. "If they haven't changed their phones since they left here, maybe we could ping..."

Calleigh nodded, "They may have left them in their current location and are using burner phones," he explained in a calm voice. "Go see if AV can ping their old numbers. The robberies suddenly stopped last month, so that means their plans or level of resources must have changed...meaning..."

"I'll get on it," Calleigh spoke anxiously as she hurried off back into the lab.

Calleigh sighed, "Rick, let's just wait and see what Vegas finds on their end before you go running there," he spoke in a quiet voice. "McKeen is obviously not there since Sam is working with the Russians. What exactly did Catherine say to you when she phoned you with the news?"

"She said the Russians phoned her and she could hear screaming and crying on the phone," Rick replied in an irritated voice. "Look, I know McKeen and his dumb goons are after me, all right? I know I'm not Lindsey's biological father, but I still care about whether or not she's safe and happy."

Calleigh nodded, "I understand that, Rick, but Vegas is the primary on this..." he replied softly.

"I'm going to call Catherine again," Rick spoke as the elevator doors opened and Natalia walked on to the Crime Lab floor with Robert. "Just...do your thing and don't bother me til you have something..."

Sounds of gunfire suddenly filled the air, prompting Alexx to dive to the floor with Ryan because neither of them were armed. As windows shattered, everyone else found themselves diving to the floor.

Manhattan, New York

"We as an academic institution thank you for attending this morning's Convocation ceremony and we are now going to have a very special presentation hosted by the New York Police Department...

Those who had not wanted to stay or had wanted to go celebrate their graduation had been given time to leave and the area had been rearranged. Now, Bosco, Danielle, Sully, Yelina, David, Ellie, Ray Jr., Mikey, Emily, Nicolas, and Caira sat in the front row of the rearranged seats because they were John's family. Ty, Sasha, Carlos, Holly, Tommy, Kylie, Kim, Jimmy, Joey, Camille, Swersky, Faith, Charlie, Alex, Captain Miller, Jo, Danny, Lindsay, Lucy, Hawkes, Sid, Flack, and Adam sat in the next rows while everyone else who wanted to stay and other NYPD officers sat in rows behind them.

On the stage, which NYU's faculty had cleared after the ceremonies concluded, sat Chief Sinclair, Chief Carver, Jim Brass, Grissom, Mac, Horatio, the Mayor, and the NYPD Commissioner, Dan Stanwyk. John was sitting at the end of the row, his eyes forward and pointedly ignoring the presence of campus, city, and county media that were there for the event.

Commissioner Stanwyk got up and stood at the podium, "As the years pass, we have many who come through the ranks of NYPD and learn many lessons along the way including bravery and honor," he said in an official voice. "John Boscorelli is only 18 years old, but he has just graduated from NYU with a Bachelor's Degree in Criminal Justice and will be pursuing his Master's Degree in the Fall. He has previously worked in the New York Crime Lab and has also participated in a semester at UNLV that included a co-op with the Las Vegas Crime Lab. For his age, John Boscorelli is accomplished."

Swallowing hard, Stanwyk continued, "John Boscorelli has also demonstrated bravery on multiple occasions in that he killed Dennis Sackheim when the New York Crime Lab was under siege; he rescued Horatio Caine from near death in Las Vegas; and he served as comfort for a dying woman during a very tedious situation," he said formally. "During his time in Las Vegas, John Boscorelli also took the Officer's Test and passed with honors and so, we grant him the rank of Officer. John, rise..."

John silently stood up and stood at attention as Stanwyk walked over to him. Applause filled the air as Stanwyk put a shield on the pocket of John's uniform before shaking his hand for photo ops.

"With that said, I would also like to bestow the Combat Cross on Officer Boscorelli for his bravery in killing Agent Sackheim when the New York Crime Lab was under siege and for his actions in Las Vegas," Stanwyk continued, hanging a medal around John's neck. "Lieutenant Horatio Caine."

Horatio got up and promptly collected some small cases off the podium before walking over to John, "Your actions in Vegas were very brave and you were responsible for me being rescued when I was facing certain death," he spoke in a quiet voice as he opened the box. "As I processed things, I came to the conclusion that such honorable actions cannot go without reward and so I petitioned for you to receive the NYPD Medal of Honor and the NYPD Purple Heart. Please accept these and be proud."

Anxious whispering and applause filled the air as Horatio delivered the items to John and more photos were taken, "Thank you, sir," John replied quietly. "I…I'm relieved to see that you're all right."

Horatio nodded and quietly retreated, self-conscious about the fact that he was being photographed and filmed, "Doctor Gilbert Grissom of the Las Vegas Crime Lab and Detective Jim Brass of the Las Vegas Police Department will now bestow the national rank of Officer and the Exceptional Merit Award."

Grissom and Brass got up and walked over to John and Grissom put the shield on John's lower jacket pocket while Brass put the award on John's collar. Both men shook John's hand and posed for photos.

"This ceremony is concluded," Stanwyk announced. "Have a nice rest of your day, everyone."

Noise filled the area as the crowd got up and made their way over to the stage to visit with John.

Miami, Florida

As the shooting began, Alexx pulled Ryan to the floor immediately since they weren't armed and as the crisis intensified, everyone else dove for cover as quickly as they could. Calleigh thought as she opened her eyes, shocked to hear silence in the place of the screaming and glass shattering that had been present. She swallowed hard and got up, keeping a hand on her holster just in case.

Every single window in and outside of the lab had been shattered, the walls were torn up with bullet holes, but the equipment seemed relatively undamaged. That settled, she turned her attention to the other people just in time to see Alexx helping Ryan up off the floor, "You okay, baby?" she asked.

"Bobby?" Natalia's weak voice spoke. "Bobby, I think the shooting stopped…"

Calleigh frowned as Natalia got up and suddenly let out a scream as she saw that Robert was unconscious and on his stomach beside Natalia, having covered her during the shooting and been knocked off by the impact. There was a bloodstain on his shirt, very close to his waist.

"I…I can't feel my legs," Robert mumbled weakly, not waking. "Talia…where are you?"

A groan filled the air, "I broke at least two ribs diving to the floor," Tim groaned as he slowly sat up with a hand on his ribs, frowning when he saw Natalia and Calleigh with Robert, who was unconscious and visibly injured. "Alexx, please, do something!" Natalia spoke anxiously, tears filling her eyes.

Pain shot through Jesse's ribs and leg as he sat up and frowned at the scene before him, "Call 9-1-1!" Calleigh called out as Rick shakily got up. "We've got several injured…Detective Caine's the worst."

Rick frowned and quickly called 9-1-1 before throwing his phone at Eric and bolting towards the bathroom to throw up due to lowering blood sugar. As he neared the bathroom, he slipped on some glass and hit the floor hard. Walter hurried over to him, but Rick shakily got up covered in blood and glass, "I…I'm fine," he spoke shakily, his legs shaking uncontrollably as he walked. "Bobby…"

Eric stayed on the phone as he got up and frowned when he realized that both Speedle and Jesse were also injured and that Stetler seemed to be struggling to walk straight, "Put a rush on it!" he shouted into the phone as the operator said there were ambulances on the way. "There's at least four injured!"

Sirens filled the air and Walter instinctively grabbed hold of Stetler and guided him over to a bench, "Sit before you fall again," he spoke in a stern voice. "Eric, how are Speedle and Jesse?"

Eric, who had gone to check on Speed and Jesse sighed, "They're conscious, but in a lot of pain," he replied in a concerned voice. "Someone should call H. He needs to know we were hit!"

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