Street continued to go by the hospital every day. Some days he would stand outside her room and just watch her with Ty and Kira, eventually he would summon up the courage to knock and just say "Hi, just seeing if you need anything?" and sometimes Ty and Kira would invite him to stay for a meal of takeout, to which he usually declined and made up some excuse about having a place to be. Chris had shot him a frozen glare the first time and he knew she did not want him around after what had happened, and he had to respect that. Sometimes he found her family there and would share a laugh in the hallway with her uncle and cousins, but after the 2 week mark he noticed that Ty and Kira were not there when he went by anymore, there would be days when he would find Chris sitting alone and he was beginning to wonder why?

"Knock Knock, can I come in?" Street asked cautiously standing at the door, the butterflies were going wild in his stomach. He felt shivers all over his body. Would she shut him out and ignore him, or would he get somewhere this time?

"Hey" Chris replied barely looking at him.

Street stepped into the room "How are you?" he said with a kind of formal tone to his voice.

"I'm doin' better" she said fidgeting with the bed sheet.

"Look if you are uncomfortable with me here….I'll go, I just wanted to see how you were and if you needed anything"

Chris sat silently and motionless on the bed. Her fingers tangled in the sheet. Street stood near the door looking at her, debating in his own mind whether to break the deadly cold silence that rang out around the room. He wanted to go to her, hold her and tell her how much he cared, but he had seen the deadly looks she gave him when he popped in with Ty and Kira there. She had frozen him with one look. This time though she wasn't looking at him. Her gazed was fixed on the bed in front of her. Street took a breathe and said,

"Well, you've got my number if you need something" and he started to turn back to the door. He couldn't stand in that room with her icy coldness any more.

"No …..I ah….Street," Chris started. She lifted her head and looked at him. He turned back and instantly saw the anxiousness, sadness and fear on her face. This was not the ice queen he had seen for the last few weeks. Her serious stare and emotionless expressions were gone. She hung her head again and Street was sure he heard her let out a whimper. Was she crying?

Without lifting her head, she patted the bed next her and motioned for him to come and sit. Street froze in that moment, she had hurt him so many times now he wasn't able to bear hearing her say it again. His heart had shattered to a million pieces the last time she said

"we're not, we're just gunna do our jobs. We are team mates that's it"

Street bit his bottom lip and took a deep breathe as he slowly and cautiously moved towards the bed.

"Look…..Street," Chris started. He could hear the emotion in her voice, she was upset, on the verge on tears and for her to be this vulnerable he knew what was coming was serious.

"I have been horrible to you….." there was pause and she whimpered again "I was so scared about Ty and Kira finding out about what happened, and I didn't handle things very well and I know now that I never stopped to think about you and how you were coping"

Street slowly moved a bit more towards the bed. He stood in silence arms folded leaning on the end of her bed.

"Being in here has given me time to get in my own head and has made me realise I need to deal with whatever this all is and that I need to apologise to you" she said reaching out her hand and looking up at him. Street felt a wave of emotion rush down his own body as he saw the tears in her eyes and the sadness on her face. Chris shifted her weight to spin her legs out the side of the bed.

"I was selfish, scared and stubborn, and that put the team in jeopardy. I was holding in all my feelings and stuff" She knew she needed to extend the olive branch and repair the damage she had done. She raised her hand towards him and continued "Me treating you like that… I'm .. I'm really sorry… I understand if you don't want to be around me right now…" Street hesitated before dropping a hand into hers. He instantly felt that familiar rush he had felt that night when their foreheads had met. He slid down to sit beside her on the edge of the bed.

"I should have been honest with everyone involved and just accepted the consequences rather than trying to bury it all and treating you all like crap…..that wasn't fair"

Street sat there listening to her spill out her thoughts, he could see the pain she was feeling over this. He was nervous where she was heading. Chris had been so hard-line about nothing else ever happening between them that being near her now made him anxious.

"ok" street replied unsure of what was coming. He couldn't shake that uneasy feeling. His heart was so guarded around her now that he wasn't sure if there was any going back.

"Look, things got the better of me the other day and being stuck in here and having time to think made me realise a few things."

Chris turned her leg towards him and squeezed his hand a little as she finally looked him right in the eye.

"you are important to me Street"

Street swallowed hard, his head was spinning trying to work out what was going on, Was she going to reel him in again and squish him? Or was she actually opening up a little here?

"I tried….. I really did try, but I can't turn back on you, I can't treat you like that" she continued, "Not being able to talk to you almost killed me inside….so…"

Street felt like he was superglued to the bed, he couldn't move. Was he frozen in fear not knowing what to expect next from her. He felt like the ice queen was melting but was the Chris he had fallen in love with still in there? Could they even fix the damage that had been done?

"I told Ty and Kira about the fundraiser night" Chris blurted out. "and how I took a cab to see you after fighting with Annie. I explained that I felt these feelings for you and that I had kissed you."

Chris looked at Street with so much sorrow and angst on her face. He wanted to instantly reach out and kiss her, but he contained himself. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment looking back her not knowing what to say or do.

"wow" he let out a sigh… Gently squeezing her hand a little "how did they take it?" he asked not 100% sure he wanted to hear the answer.

Chris frowned, pulled her hand from his and dropped her gaze to the floor.

"As you would expect" she shrugged… "I broke their trust, I lied to them and I just couldn't do it anymore" she continued.

Street really didn't know what to say. It broke his heart to see her like this. He slowly stood up and moved in front of her. He put both his hands on hers and she raised her eyes to look at him.

"Hey, I …..I'm glad you did what you thought you needed to do….. I will always be there to support you in whatever way you need Chris"

He saw a little smile in the corner of her mouth as she lowered her glance back down away from him.

"… I don't wanna see you get heartbroken, I've told your that before. But I will be there if you do to pick up the pieces and help put you back together," he paused as Chris squeezed his hands a little.

"You said we can't be friends anymore and I get it Chris I do, but I can't not have you in my life. I've been here every day to make sure your ok, you are always on my mind and I can't bury my feelings either… I still respect the hell out you and will respect your wishes for me to just be professional and your team mate" Street said with a heart so heavy it was aching.

Chris licked her bottom lip and looked at him through her hair that was hanging on her face.

"I don't deserve you" she muttered

"Hey…." Street reached out and nudge her chin to make her look up at him "You are important to me too…." God damn he wanted to kiss her. He looked at her so broken and knew that Ty and Kira weren't working out but he wasn't going to make the same mistake again. If he leant in now and kissed her and Ty and Kira aren't out of her life yet, it would cause more problems…. so he sat there looking at her and she looked at him back.

The moment was heartbreaking and perfect at the same time. Street was so happy to here with her, to be talking and working it out, but at the same time he had no idea where any of this would end up and she hadn't cleared up her position with Ty and Kira yet.

"Is this guy bothering you?"

Chris and Streets heads both swivelled to the door as Hondo opened it and stepped into the room.

"Hey Hondo" Chris smiled, "come in"

Oh god Street thought, how long had he been there, watching and listening?

"Street taking good care of you?" Hondo asked

"Yeah" she laughed "he has been here every day, looking out for me" she smiled in Streets direction, but he was looking at the floor and shuffling his feet.

"He's been keeping us all updated at HQ" Hondo replied patting Streets back. "So, what's the prognosis now Chris?"

Street wanted to get out of there. He felt like a naughty school kid trapped in the principal's office. Chris updated Hondo on the latest news about her recovery but could see Streets unease.

Street found an opening in their conversation and politely excused himself, telling Chris he would be back later.