Another shot is fired, but I'm surprised when I look up and see that Michael is still alive and so am I. Then I see Mr. Bauer pulls his hand away from his stomach and in the distance Mac has his own gun raised. Mr. Bauer collapses. I stare at him as I continue to sob, my face scrunched up in fear.

"Kristina." Michael kneels down in front of me, pulling me up before placing his hand on my cheek. "Kristina."

"He-" I choke out. "I-" I can barely speak, its all coming out in sobs.

"Kristina, look at me." Michael says firmly and my glance snaps away from Mr. Bauer to him.

"Are you hurt?" he asks softly, but directly. I shake my head. "You're okay?" he asks again. I nod again still sobbing.

Michael pulls me up into a tight hug and its not until I feel his strong arms around me before I can muster out, "I'm okay."

"Its alright. Its over." Michael says softly rubbing my back.

"I'm okay." I say again, not really sure why. Maybe to convince myself that I'm actually still alive.

Michael continues to hold me as a few doctors run in and begin tending to the wounded - a small commotion of trying to save lives.

My eyes linger back to Mr. Bauer. "Is he dead or alive?" I whisper.

Michael releases the hug a little, still keeping a hold on me as he turns to follow my gaze.

"Kristina don't look at him," Michael says, grabbing my shoulder and snapping my attention to his own face. "Don't look at him. Focus on me."

"This can't be happening. This can't be real."

"Mr. Bauer can't hurt you anymore," Michael says brushing some tears from my eyes. "Kristina, I won't let him."

"Michael!" Steve calls. "I need you to run down to the ER. Tell them three people have been shot and we need gurneys and packs, stat!"

"I'll be right back." Michael says quietly. "Don't look."

I turn, remembering that particle of dust on the coffee table once again but I hear a muffled and gruff, "Kristina."

Slowly, I turn back and my eyes lock on with Mr. Bauer's. "This is all your fault." he says.

I'm not sure how long I stay staring at Mr. Bauer until my view is blocked by Michael once again. "Kristina," he says, kneeling in front of me again.

I whimper before looking back around to Mr. Bauer. Dr. Drake is hovered over him checking his pulse. Mr. Bauer's blood is all over the floor. A rush of doctors and nurses begin to care for the fallen.

"Is he dead?" I find myself asking.

"Yes," Drake says. "He's dead.

"Good." one of the doctors calls. "I could use some help over here."

"Mr. Bauer wanted to kill me and if you hadn't pushed me out of the way, I'd be dead. But then you could be dead if Mac didn't shoot him first. And all these people," I stand feeling my voice getting higher. "They're all going to die because of me!"

"Get her out of here!" Steve calls.

Michael pulls me into his chest and shields my view as he takes me to one of the lounges. He places me down on the chair before running to a closet and grabbing a blanket, wrapping it around my shaking shoulders. Sitting down opposite me, he takes strong hold on to my trembling hands.

"My hands are probably really sweaty." I say.

Michael smiles from the corner of his mouth. "I'll survive. Not sure I'll survive the earthquake though." He gives my hands a squeeze, bringing a small, breathy laugh from me. I quickly look down to my shoes.

The door bursts open, causing me to jump but its just Carly. "Are you guys alright?" she asks. "What happened?" Carly runs over and brings us both into a hug.

"We're fine, Mom." Michael says. "That's all that matters."

"Thank God." Carly says, still holding onto us. Her cell phone rings and she answers it.

"Sonny." she begins. "They're fine...No, I'm not really sure what happened...Ok." She looks up. "Kristina, your father wants to talk to you."

I shake my head and Michael grabs the phone. "Dad." he says. "Kristina's fine, a bit shaken up but fine...No, we can't leave yet. The hospital is on lockdown...Yeah, I'll watch out for her...Love you too."

Michael hands the phone back to Carly who steps out into the hallway.

"Kristina you look exhausted." Michael says to me. "You should lay down and try to sleep."

I nod my head laying back on the couch as Michael pulls the blanket over me taking a seat next to me and placing his arm across my back. "Just rest. I'll be here."

He stands up and turns the light out before standing with Carly in the hall. I watch them talk, looking in at me through the window as my eyes drift shut.