Street stayed with Chris until daylight began to break. They had both sat on the bed trying to talk this out a bit and come to an agreement about telling Hondo but had both been too tired to fight anymore. Chris cried a lot about what she had caused, and all Street could do was hold her and be there. They had both fallen asleep together. Her in his arms on his chest. Chris and Street were both mentally and physically drained. Her injuries still healing, Kira being missing, the double shift Street had just pulled along with coming here last night not to mention the emotional mess they were both in right now had taken its toll.

The only thing that woke him was his watch alarm vibrating. He lay dazed and sleepy for a minute; his dimples surfacing as a broad smile spread across his face at having Chris in his arms. She was so beautiful and peaceful curdled up on him. Her head resting on his chest. He lay there watching her for a while. 'This is how it needs to be' his heart ached. 'I love her so much', but with the second alarm he knew he had to get moving, he couldn't be late. Street was desperate to know what they had found last night. He gently rubbed her back and with his other hand stroked her face, brushing her soft dark hair back behind her ear.

"Hey…rise and shine…" Street whispered, he heard her suck in a quick breath and she hugged him tighter "hey there…." He said putting his lips on her hair and smelling her beautiful scent…. "morning beautiful" he whispered softly. The daylight made Chris blink and she nuzzled into him for a second.

"mmmmm….… " she groaned. Street wondered if she was taking a second to remember why she was curled up to him asleep. Her arm over his chest gently holding him. Feeling her so content like this made his pulse race a little.

"How are you feeling?" Street murmured as Chris tried to lift her head slightly to look at him.

"mmmm….my …ah…arghhhhhh….head ..…." She whispered breathlessly. She was so close to him that he could feel her heart beating and the warm of her, he didn't want to move and let her go. This was intoxicating.

Chris lifted her arm to her head and groaned. She felt giddy and light headed.

Street lowered his head and kissed the top of her head gently, "I don't want to... but... I gotta go in Chris"

His words seemed distant and echoey to her. Her head suddenly felt heavy and really hurt and she struggled to look up at him "St….Str…...Street" she mumbled.

Street immediately sensed something wasn't right. Chris suddenly was limp and heavy on him. He pulled himself up off the bed carefully but quickly and rolled her on her back. "Chris….Chris… he said tapping her face…Chris".

She was in a semi-conscious state. Street reached above the bed and hit the red buzzer. Nurses came running and the room began to fill with medical staff. Street felt himself move back to the wall to allow them to work, panic and fear making his head swirl. He watched the nurses wheeling her bed towards the door, he caught a glimmer of Chris and felt his heart break a little. She looked bad, what was wrong? What just happened?

"Hey Doc…. What's going on? … What happened?" The questions shot out his mouth in a panic.

"Sir" the Doctor said turning to him, "I'm Dr Jamison. Ms Alonso needs a CT urgently. Their may have been an injury which has now caused an unexpected complication".

"What?…..what does that mean?" Street blurted, worry clearly evident of his face.

"We will know more soon…. I'll update you when I can", and with that they were all gone and he stood in an empty room in shock. He walked to door and saw them loading her into the elevator. Street was panicking. He pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled Hondo.

"Street…..you're in early man….. Talk to me…I'm almost at the garage" Hondo said sounding chipper.

"Hondo, It's Chris…Somethings wrong… they have taken her upstairs for tests"

Hondo slammed on his brakes and swung the car around "I'm on my way Street, are you there with her?"

"Ah.." slight hesitation filled Street, but his head and heart screamed at him not to lie to Hondo. "Yeah I'm here" he answered "Hold on Street, I'll grab the team, we are on our way…be there in 5 …" Hondo said hanging up.

Street paced the now empty room; his mind was a scrambled mess. Right now, all he cared about was her being ok. His heart pounded and ached for her. Seeing her like that absolutely petrified him.

It felt like only moments had passed when he heard footsteps behind him, "Street…." It was Hondo. He had a look of worry and fear on his face too "talk to me… what happened?"

"I dunno….. I…..one minute she was fine and next she wasn't" Street stumbled. Hondo could see how distraught he was, that this had really shaken him.

"We were sitting there talking, I was telling her I needed to go so I could get to shift on time and then she was not herself. She went limp and pale and wouldn't answer me"

Hondo watched Street, he knew Street cared for Chris immensely. He wasn't at all surprised Street had been here to see her, to update her on the search for Kira and comfort her when she needed it. He hadn't realised though the extent of their connection. Within minutes Deac, Luca and Tan had filed into the room. Hugging Street and listening to him repeat what he had told Hondo. A nurse entered and asked them to come the waiting area so the doctors could find them with news.

As they moved off, Deac gave Street a knowing look, and Street knew that he was worried about him.

As they milled around the waiting area, Hondo was on the phone to Captain Cortez, Tan and Luca had already updated Street on what they uncovered at SWAT last night about Kira so Deacon tapped Street on the back "Come and grab some coffee" he said nodding his head in the direction of the door.

"yeah…I could really use one" Street said, motioning for Deac to go first. As they walked to the lobby, Deacon put a hand on Streets shoulder.

"Are you ok?" Deacon asked studying his face carefully as they stopped near a window, Street hesitated and the fear on his face was more telling than words. "Street?…" Deacon softly prompted. Street let out a deep breath and looked at Deacon, "I just … I mean ….man, she was ok, she was fine…. she had been doing so good. Now this? It doesn't make any sense." Street was frustrated and upset. The last hour had felt an eternity and he didn't know how she was, it was killing him.

"Hey…..you know how tough Chris is. She is fighting Street, she never gives up that easy." Deacon reassured him. Street bit his bottom lip and looked out the window "She was just right there and she was ok" despair filled his voice,

"I ….. I just ….I can't…..I mean I can't lose her Deac" Street was distraught and Deac knew that. He put his arm out and hugged Street into him patting him on the back. Street was emotional, he couldn't help it when he felt tears in his eyes. He began to cry, and Deacon comforted him. As Street started to get himself under control Deacon put his hands on his shoulders,

"You are in love with Chris aren't you?" Deac said with immense compassion in his voice.

Street couldn't look at him. His was so scared of losing her. As he stared at the floor, still wiping tears from his face he simply nodded, and Deacon stepped forward again and hugged him.

"She is tough, you know that. One hell of force to be reckoned with. She will be ok …. You gotta believe that" He continued. "Wanna say a prayer with me? "Street pursed his lips and wiped his tears with his sleeve, "yeah….I'd like that".

Deacon spoke softly and Street listened "…. Please look down on her and guide her back to us….All the power and glory are yours…..Amen",

"Amen" Street whispered. Deac patted his arm reassuringly and they continued to walk to the lobby for coffees. Street couldn't help but let Deacon in in that moment. He was so scared for Chris right now he really didn't care if Deacon told Hondo or any of that stuff now. That seemed trivial when her life was on the line.