Street twirled the empty coffee cup on his knee and stared out the window. Chris's uncle had sat down next to him, but after several hours they had exhausted their small talk and were enjoying some quiet time.

"Christina Alonso" the Doctor standing in scrubs in the door way broke the silence of the waiting room as they all stood up and moved to him. Street was subconsciously holding his breath.

"Good Afternoon, I am Dr Jamison" he paused briefly glancing at his folder of notes "Ms Alonso is in recovery right now" Street exhaled and Deacon patted him on the shoulder. "She suffered a large blood clot, which migrated to her brain…. She was taken into emergency surgery and we were able to successfully remove the clot and repair the damage" The team all seemed to breathe easier, but Street still felt petrified for her.

"Excuse me Doc..." Street jumped in "What does this mean for her and her recovery now?"

"Ms Alonso is a fighter, she is fit and strong and came through the surgery with flying colours. She should be awake in a few hours, but please limit the visitors to one at a time for a few minutes each at this stage. Ms Alonso should make a full recovery in time but will be here for a few more weeks in the ICU".

The team remained until slowly one at a time they all got to pop in and say hi to her and wish her the best. Street and Deacon were waiting til last. When Hondo came out, he told the others they were heading back to HQ to catch up on the shift they had mostly missed. Tan and Luca went with him.

Deac looked at Street "Are you doing ok?"

"Yeah" Street nodded "you go, I'll hang here and wait til last. I got not where else to be".

Deac nodded he had a family to get home to, and he sensed Street wanted to stay as long as possible, and he did. Street sat in the waiting room until visiting hours were over. He had gone in several times to see her, but she was groggy and tired and didn't really seem aware he was there. An ICU nurse saw him standing outside her room looking in, with sorrow, fear and heart break on his face. She explained Chris needed to sleep and rest and that if he went home and rested too, she would call him with any updates. Street didn't want to go, he was terrified, but god he was tired, and he knew needed to sleep too.

Making his way home he felt the dread within him right down to his bones. Was she going to make it? When he pulled into the drive Luca was sitting outside on the porch.

"Hey man…. how is she?" he asked as Street got off his bike and walked closer.

"Still pretty groggy and out of it" he replied completely exhausted.

"You look shattered Street" Luca said "how long has it been since you slept? go get some rest"

Street nodded and headed to the door. Luca placed a friendly reassuring hand on his shoulder. "She will be ok Street, she's strong".

Street patted Luca's hand which was still on his shoulder and nodded "God I hope so."

As his head hit the pillow his eyes closed slowly, they were so heavy and sore. Street slept like a log and only woke when he heard his phone vibrating on the bedside table. As he forced his eyes open daylight blinded him. He fumbled to answer it,

"Hello?"

"Mr Street? It's Nurse Prasad at Angel of Mercy Hospital. Ms Alonso is awake and asking for you".

Streets eyes flew open and his heart pounded. He jumped out of bed and scrambled for his clothes. He flew down the hallway and yelled out to Luca, "Luca…. Luca" Luca, didn't answer... "Where the hell is he?" Street thought. Street checked his watch. They weren't meant to be on shift yet? That's weird he thought? As he grabbed his jacket from the chair, he saw a note on the table.

"Street, I've gone in to help Rockers team with Kira's case. Be home later".

"Hmmm…Kira's case? ...Did they know something?" Street wondered…but then that rush of adrenaline flew through him again as the replayed the nurse's words,

"Ms Alonso is awake, and she is asking for you"

Street dialled Hondo's number on his phone and held the phone with his shoulder and cheek and as he slid his arms into his jacket and picked up his helmet and keys.

"Street…. You good?" Hondo answered

"Hey Hondo, yeah I'm good…."

"Have you slept yet?" Hondo interrupted.

"Yeah, I have…. Listen the hospital just called…Chris is awake and alert. I'm heading back to see her now then I'll be in for shift".

Hondo breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"That's great, give her our best… we will see you when shift starts".

Street rode in with so many thoughts racing through his head as well as a rush of excitement to see her. As he pulled into the carpark, anticipation coursed through his veins. He couldn't help but run from his bike to elevator. Pushing the button impatiently he tapped on his leg watching the numbers slowly light up. The damn elevator was still on the 13th floor. He glanced around and noticed the stairwell. Without hesitation he flung the door open and raced up the stairs 2 or 3 at time.

As he reached her floor, he puffed a little and paused before shoving open the door. He managed his breathing as he made his way as calmly as he could down the corridor before reaching her room. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her. She was a vision, propped up in the bed looking blankly at her TV and fidgeting.

"Hey" he said softly as he opened the door.

"Hey" she replied smiling at him.

Street walked to her bed and sat on the edge.

"How are you?" he asked putting his hand on hers and squeezing it a little.

"I'm …..I'm …sore" she said with a grimace and Street let out a little laugh, "so it takes a badass blood clot and a dose of poison to kick your arse a little does it?" he teased raising an eyebrow playfully at her. She smiled and shook her head "Just you wait Jim Street! When I can stand up and walk on my own, you're in trouble!" she teased back. They both laughed a little. "No, seriously Street I'm glad you're here" she smiled at him squeezing both his hands in hers.

"Yeah... the nurses said you were asking for me" he said teasing her a little, shrugging, and his dimples visible as a grinned. She smirked and lifted her hand to flick his leg "got tickets on yourself?" she said.

Chris sounded a little tired and strained and Street didn't want to make this visit a stressful one. No more talk of telling Hondo or trying to pour out his heart he told himself.

"You really scared us again you know" he said looking at her and studying her face closely. He looked at the bandages on her head and the fear was still there in his mind.

"Sorry…. I …. I am just so over all of this and …. I just wanna get out of here" she sighed.

"In time…. In time" Street reassured her still holding her hands and watching her closely.

"Do you need anything?" Street asked, "Your parents and your Uncle were here just before and sat with the team".

"Yeah I saw them just before you came back, and I'm fine, they will pop back later with some more stuff". Chris was so glad Street was back at her side. She glanced at him and hesitated "Street? …"

"Yeah..." he replied looking at her, he saw a tinge of fear on her face.

"Are…...are… we ok? I mean you and I?" Street looked at her, seeing she was hesitant and then stopping to realise he didn't know how much she remembered of what happened before her turn.

"Yeah…. of course we are" he said shuffling a bit closer to her and hugging her. She squeezed him as best she could, but she was weak and sore. As he sat back up, Chris looked down at the bed and then back up at him.

"You're my best friend Street!" she smiled at him, but then Street saw sadness and guilt on her face as she tried to hide it with a smile.

"I'm sorry for treating you like I did. None of it was your fault, it was all mine."

"Hey…..." Street said placing a reassuring hand her leg. "It's ok Chris, we are ok" He said. "You need to rest and not get all worked up right now". As he spoke, he saw her face change.

She gasped in a quick breathe and looked at him "Kira? Have they found her yet? Do you know anything?" she said with panic and a tinge of guilt that she hadn't asked anyone that sooner.

"Chris …" Street stood up and moved in front of her. He held her hands reassuringly "If and when the team know anything, they will update us…...I haven't heard any new updates yet." Chris nodded at him she knew he was right but the mess of emotion she was in again was overwhelming. He sat right next to her facing the TV on the wall,

"Wanna watch a movie?" He said smiling playful at her…. trying to get her to stop the emotional talk and just rest and relax.

She nudged her upper body into his playfully back and nodded. "Okay"

They sat together for the next few hours, watching the movie without saying a word. She had slipped her hand into his and rested her head on his shoulder and Street felt like the happiest man on Earth for her to be ok again and letting him in a little.

Chris dozed off towards the end of the movie and Street had to slip away to get to shift. He slid off the bed without waking her and placed a handwritten note on her table that read

'So glad you're ok,

I need you in my life,

You're my best friend 😊

Street xx'

He kissed her hand softly and silently slipped out the door.