12 hours; that is how long they had been at this, nonstop trying to find any small trace of Jay but they kept coming up with nothing. Hailey could feel the weight of it all pull her down as soon as she stepped foot out of Will's room and was alone. Jay was her partner, her confidant and best friend and knowing that he was out there in god knows what condition was beginning to take its toll on her. Still she powered through and she pushed herself to keep up her composure because any wavier could take away the little time they had. She walked the halls glancing at the text that Adam had sent with a photo and small summary of Anita Powell.

27-year-old Anita Powell was as clean cut as they come. A single woman who had not even a parking ticket to blemish her record and yet here Hailey was searching for her to question about Jay's disappearance. It didn't take long to find her once she took the elevator to the fourth-floor cardiac unit where she worked. It was as soon as she walked off the elevator that the mood shifted, and Hailey could feel something was wrong. She couldn't place her finger on it, but she knew something was wrong when she spotted the two men with matching neck tattoos already a good distance ahead of her. They disappear around the corner and then all hell broke loose; screams erupted then gunshots followed but the sudden stampede of people suddenly present running towards Hailey.

"I need additional units to the fourth-floor Cardiac unit at Gaffney Medical Center, shots fired," she called into her radio. She quickly scanned the crowed, clearing them of any threats and sending them to the safety of the stairways. Gun trained in front of her, she quickly assessed the scene, peering quickly around the corner before ducking back behind the nurse's station. There was an eerie silence now, gunfire had ceased but when she did her quick check, she saw the two men running back towards her. She pushed herself off the station and stood face to face with them.

"Chicago PD drop your weapon," She commanded. She knew that a gunfight was going to happen, there was no way that they would go down that easy, especially when it was two to one. She ducked behind her post again returning gunfire to the best of her ability, she was able to hit one of the perp's center mass and he went down hard. The remaining man dove into an empty patient room reloading his weapon began shooting in Hailey's general direction. She huffed and quickly shot back; she must have hit him because from the room she could hear a grunt of pain. Taking her opportunity, she came out of hiding gun still drawn and carefully made her way to the room. She kicked the gun away from the deceased perp and entered the room to find the other laid out on the ground, hands over a bleeding wound to the stomach. "Put your hands up," She demanded and after a hesitated moment the man gave in. She cuffed his hands behind his back, quickly grabbing the sheet bed and applying pressure to the wound.

"Hailey," she heard her name from the hall.

"In here," she announced. Kevin and Adam rushed in, once seeing that Hailey was not in any danger, they holstered their weapons. "We have to find Anita." She let Adam take over the pressure and rushed out into the hall again. Running quickly, she was able to find Anita who was still alive despite being shot in the chest. "I need help over here, get me something to put pressure on her wound," She called to the guys. The young woman was terrified, "don't worry, its going to be okay." That wasn't truthful, at the rapid rate Anita's blood was spilling from her body, Hailey knew that they were losing time. Kevin ran over, handing her a spare blanket he was able to find from a spare cabinet. Hailey pressed hard, Anita squirmed under the weight and her face contorted from the pain.

"Docs are coming," Adam announced, running to them after passing their prisoner on. It was a waiting game, all of them were in a panic as the color drained from Anita's once tan colored face but as if on cue a man and woman in white coats pushed Hailey aside and began working on Anita. Hailey prayed inside that Anita make it, she was going to give them answers.

"The perp, is he going to make it," Hailey inquired.

"You shot him stomach but the doc said through and through so I am assuming that he will be fine."

"As soon as he's out we are going to get some answers," Kevin growled. To he completely honest, they were all exhausted, beaten up and currently losing hope as time kept pushing forward that they would find Jay. They retreated, Kevin went down to join Kim while Hailey and Adam waited for word on the shooter.

It was two hours later when the shooter, now identified as Carlos Diaz was rolled out of the recovery room and cuffed to his new bed on the third floor. Hailey and Adam had been waiting for them, their need for answers had been making them go a little crazy as they had to wait for this scumbag to wake up but as soon as he did they were ready.

"Carlos Diaz, you're going to jail as soon as you recover," Hailey informed him flat out.

"Now you get to decide whether you want to cooperate or if you want go to prison where you will probably be marked for death," Adam used the same threat that Hank and Antonio used for Devin.

"I aint no snitch, and I will do just fine in prison, I aint saying another word to you." Adam looked to Hailey and nodded towards the door, reluctantly she walked out to stand guard. "Alright well, you're gonna be here for a while and those bills can rack up." Adam walked over to the IV pole and clicked down the morphine being fed into Carlos' veins.

"You can't do that, that police brutality," Carlos yelled.

"I'm just helping you save the cash and heartache." The effects of the lack of medicine quickly began their work as Carlos began to move uncomfortably in his bed. His hands gripped at the sheets as he withered in pain. "I can give you the relief, you just have to tell me where my friend is, and this could all go away."

"Go to hell," Carlos cursed.

"You're the one in pain, I'm in my glory." A scream escaped the man as pain surged through his body. Adam quick glanced at the door but no one entered so he was safe to continue.

"Your buddy is dead; you are going away and now you are in pain; things are not looking up for you kiddo." Noticing the increase of the man's heartrate Adam quickly took of the pulse ox reader from Carlos' finger and placed it on his own.

"I'll sue you," Carlos spat out.

"Oh no," Adam cried sarcastically before getting close to Carlos, "whose gonna believe you, a career criminal who just shot an innocent woman?" He looked at the monitor and smiled happily, "Your vitals look good man, how long do you think before they come in?" Carlos turned to Adam and spit at him, hitting him in the arm; Adam laughed at his poor attempt of revenge. "All you have to do is tell me where my friend is." Carlos glared at Adam and though he was trying so hard to mask his pain, Adam could see him start to squirm.

"Your friend is gonna die," Carlos taunted Adam through gritted teeth. Adam walked over to the IV pole and turned down the morphine some more and within an instant Carlos began to scream in an immense amount of pain. Adam quickly slammed his hand over Carlos' mouth, muffling the screams.

"You want to end this, tell he where Detective Halstead is," Adam demanded. Carlos forced Adams hand away and let out another scream, a look of defeat in his eyes.

"Fine!"

"Tell me what you know," Adam's finger sat on the morphine button in a taunting way.

"Your guy is at an old abandoned warehouse on Jonas Ave," Carlos hissed in pain.

"Alive or dead?"

"Last time I saw him he was alive."

"You better hope that he still is, or my next visit won't be so nice." Adam up the morphine and threw the pulse ox clip to Carlos.

"Did you get a location," Hailey asked as soon as the door swung open.

"Yeah we gotta go now, grab Kev and Kim, I'll meet you in the car."

Natalie was absolutely drained from the past 15 ½ hours since Will had been found, she hadn't remembered falling asleep but when she woke up Kim was gone, and Will was back from surgery. His vitals were good, his fever was gone and the color in his face had come back which was all a relief to her. She was terrified that he wasn't going to make it, she still was and after the way they left things if anything were to happen to him, she would be absolutely devastated. He had lied, been terrified of the Burke Family and honestly having gone through this she couldn't blame him now.

"Natalie," She felt a rush of joy spread throughout her. He was heavily medicated, groggy and maybe even in pain, but he was awake.

"I'm right here," She smiled through her tears.

"What…what happened," He struggled to force his eyes open, the florescent lights blinding him.

"You were attacked, you're in the ICU here at Gaffney." She watched as the wheels turned at, he struggled to pull the pieces together. She hesitated when he asked for a rundown of what was going on, flooding him with that much information may be an overload to his still healing head injury. She also wanted to avoid the topic of Jay and his absence in the hospital room, but it would be sometime before Will would remember anything about that night. "You are going to be okay Will, just get some sleep, I'll explain everything later." There was no fight about it, he was far to sleepy from the pain killers and in only a matter of seconds he was out like a light again. She hoped that the next time he woke up she could tell him about what happened and in the end that Jay was okay and that he was still alive, she prayed that the team would find him because the road of recovery of Will was a long one and he wouldn't be able to do it knowing his brother was dead and that hadn't been with him in the end.