A/N: Hey guys!! I hope you all enjoy this chapter!! Please review and let me know what you think!

I am not a medical professional, so if anything is wrong I apologize in advance!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Rookie or its characters.

Chapter 2

As quick as the explosion happened, it was over. Nolan jumped from out behind his car, yelling to Lucy and Bradford. He felt the heat of the burning car on his face as he ran towards the heap on the ground that was his friends, and fellow officers.

"Lucy! Bradford!" He continued to yell their names as he reached them. He noted that they were both laying on their sides, and Lucy was tucked safely in Bradford's arms. He had risked his own safety to make sure Lucy was safe. Under the hard exterior, Tim Bradford was really looking out for Lucy, and for that Nolan was extremely grateful. He looked them over for injuries as Harper called in what had happened.

As he was checking out Lucy, both she and Bradford began to groan. "What the hell?" Bradford said, voice hoarse, as he opened his eyes, squinting at the harsh sunlight.

After he noticed Lucy was wrapped in his arms, he quickly released his hold on her, and was glad she hadn't noticed that he'd had his arms around her yet. He was surprised to discover that he felt like a teenager crushing on a girl. The connection was a spark that he hadn't realized was there before this moment. He shook his head to clear the thoughts, what was he even thinking?! A relationship between a T.O. and their rookie would never work. He pushed those thoughts aside and focused on Lucy coming around.

She opened her eyes and waited for the ringing in her ears to stop before she said, "what happened?"

"Explosion from a bomb in the guy's trunk," Nolan answered. "Are you guys okay?"

Lucy checked over herself, and other than a few bumps and bruises beginning to form, and a small headache, she was okay. "I think I'm good," she said as she reached out a hand for Nolan to help her up.

They both looked down at Bradford, still sitting on the ground. When he realized they were staring at him he quickly got up. He looked at Lucy, "I'm glad you're okay. Nolan, are you and Harper okay?" He asked.

"Yes, sir. We're both good, we got behind the car before the bomb went off. You two weren't so lucky. Harper is calling in what happened. Grey is already on the way, and so are the medics. You guys need to get checked out."

"I don't think you're in a position to be telling me what to do, Nolan. You're still a rookie." Bradford knew Grey would make him get checked out, but he wasn't going to start taking crap from rookies now. He had to stand his ground with them.

"But, sir, you're bleeding," Lucy spoke up quietly, pointing to a cut above Bradford's left eye. He reached up and touched the spot.

"That's nothing, I've had worse—" he was cut off by the unmistakable sound of gunshots. "Take cover!" He yelled.

Nolan called "shots fired" into his radio, as he and Lucy ducked between the two police cars, trying to determine where the shots came from.

Bradford took a step to follow them when pain shot up his right leg and through his whole body. The pain was so intense that bile rose up and burned his throat, but he forced it back down. He quickly looked at his leg and barely noticed that the thigh area of his pants was torn and wet with blood. The adrenaline had kept the pain at bay, but now that it had worn off a little bit, his leg was throbbing.

He didn't know what exactly was wrong, but he was glad it wasn't too noticeable because he had to get them out of this first. Luckily, Nolan, Lucy, and Harper, who had joined the other two, weren't paying any attention to him, as shots continued to ring out, so he limped over to where they were and helped search for the gunman.

"Do you see anybody?" Nolan asked them. "Negative," Bradford answered.

"No, but it sounds like they're coming—" Lucy quit talking when the shots abruptly stopped.

They all heard a voice call out, "we just want Mr. Young. He was the one driving the car. Let us take him and we'll be out of your hair."

Lucy and Nolan looked to Harper and Bradford for direction on what to do next. When Lucy first looked at Bradford she noticed he looked a little out of it, which was very unusual for him, but a second later he looked fine. She decided not to say anything, but to keep an eye on him instead.

Bradford yelled back, "yeah, that's not going to happen. It'd be best if you surrendered now, no one has to get hurt today." He realized the voice had come from an alley across the road. He whispered to the other officers, "alley, 12 o'clock."

They all looked and nodded, telling him they agreed with his suspicions. He spoke into his radio, "7-Adam-19, possibly located the suspect or suspects who fired the shots. We think they are in an alley off of Langley, between the brick building on the corner and the bar next to that."

They heard the familiar voice of Sgt. Grey come over the radio. "Copy, Bradford, I'm pulling up behind the alley, I'll try to flush them out to you."

They heard a new voice yell from the alley, "the only thing that's gonna happen is we're leaving here with Mr. Young!"

Tim ignored the voice but spoke back into the radio, "Sergeant, we've heard at least two voices, and confirmed they're coming from the alley."

"10-4. I've got backup and we're headed down the alley now."

They heard voices coming from the alley yelling, "Police! Come out with your hands up!"

Another police car pulled up on their side of the alley, and Lopez and West got out to join them.

They split up, and went wide around either side of the alley, so if the suspects decided to run, they could easily cut them off. Bradford, Lucy, and West went around to the right side, and Nolan, Harper, and Lopez went around to the left side.

Bradford stayed in the back of his group, so the others didn't notice his slight limp. He was nauseous, and he noticed that his breathing was getting shallow and rapid.

At this point, he could feel the blood dripping down his leg, but his buddies needed him, and he wouldn't quit until everyone was safe.

A couple minutes later, just like predicted, the two suspects tried to run out of the alley but were easily stopped. 2 against 6, plus the officers behind them, wasn't good odds, so they gave up rather easily.

West and Chen each walked one of the suspects to their cars and put them in. They were getting ready to leave so they could get their perps booked at the station when Grey stopped Nolan, Harper, Bradford, and Lucy.

"You guys need to get checked out by the medics, but they aren't here yet. I'll radio dispatch and see what the holdup is, but we can finish up here while we wait for them."

The whole time Grey was talking, Lucy was watching Bradford. She noticed his skin looked pale, he seemed to be having trouble breathing, and he was swaying on his feet a little.

As they all nodded and turned to finish at the scene, Lucy asked Bradford, "hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?" He said, but it came out weaker than he expected.

"I don't know, you aren't acting right, and you don't look too good."

Bradford was somewhat annoyed, but also proud that she was observant and listening to her intuition.

As he opened his mouth to speak, he noticed everything had grown fuzzy, "yeah... I'm fine..." he managed to get out before the world went black.

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Grey turned when he heard Lucy yell, "Tim!"

He saw Bradford laying in a heap on the ground, and Lucy kneeling next to him. As he rushed over, he called into his radio, "Officer down! I repeat, Officer down! I need an ambulance at Langley and Troy immediately!" Then he spoke to Lucy, "what's wrong?"

"I'm not sure, I noticed he looked a little pale and it seemed like he was having trouble breathing. I asked him if he was okay and he collapsed."

Grey carefully moved Bradford onto his back and started looking over him for injuries. As his eyes passed over Bradford's legs, he noticed his pants were torn around mid-thigh. "Officer Chen, get your first aid kit quickly!"

Lucy did as she was told and Grey immediately grabbed the scissors and started cutting up the leg of Bradford's pants. At this point, Lopez, West, Nolan, and Harper had gathered around.

They all heard dispatch come back over the radio saying, "Ambulance is stuck in traffic along Langley. Looks like a serious car accident is holding them up. They're trying to get around, but ETA looks to be about 15 minutes."

Grey shook his head and cursed, "that's going to be too long." He mumbled to himself.

He finished cutting Bradford's pants, and the other officers gasped at what they saw. There was a trail of blood streaming down Bradford's leg, and a sharp piece of metal digging into his mid-thigh.

"Lopez help me apply a tourniquet. West and Chen get the back of my car cleared and ready, and drive it around here, I'm going to have to transport him to the hospital, we can't wait for the ambulance. Nolan, I need you to check his pulse every few minutes while Lopez and I work, and also make sure he doesn't stop breathing. Harper, radio ahead to the hospital and let them know the situation and tell them we'll be there in about 6 minutes."

Everyone set off to do their jobs. As Nolan checked for a pulse, he almost couldn't find one. He told Grey, "pulse is weak, and his breathing is very rapid and shallow."

"He's probably going into hypovolemic shock. Nolan, help me get him into my car."

They finished the tourniquet and Nolan helped Grey lift Bradford into the backseat of the car, and then jumped into the he passenger seat, while Grey jumped in the driver's seat. Lucy was sitting in the back with Bradford, cradling his head in her lap.

"Come on, Tim. You can make it, we're almost at the hospital." She whispered to him.

The only thing she found comfort in was the rapid rise and fall of Bradford's chest, letting her know that he was still with her, at least for now.

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They pulled up to the hospital and the staff were already waiting for them outside with a gurney. They pulled Bradford out of the car and carefully placed him on the gurney and rushed him into he hospital.

As they were wheeling Bradford away, Lucy heard one of the nurses call out "Code blue!"

She didn't have to be a medical expert to know that meant they were losing him.

She was lucky Nolan was standing right there to help her stay on her feet as she broke down sobbing.

Sorry guys! I love writing cliffhangers so there's more than likely going to be a lot of them in my writing! Lol. Thanks so much for reading!!