It was a day like any of the others that Becca had spent in the hospital looking after Steve. It had been two weeks since he was shot and there were still no signs of him waking up anytime soon. Becca was burnt out, she didn't know what else to do to try and help him wake up.

After another visit from Steve's doctor, with him telling her that Steve's condition was still the same as it had been since the surgery, Becca felt herself finally break down. Up until that moment, she managed to stay in control of her emotions but hearing the doctor saying that there were no changes to his condition after all that time, that pushed her over the edge.

- "Steve, I've been talking to you for two weeks now and I'm hoping you can hear me. There's something I need to tell you and, if anything, maybe you can use that to wake up, because we all need you to wake up. I… I need you to wake up. You have no idea how much you mean to me. We've known each other for two years now and, even though we didn't talk much at first, over time, you made me fall in love with you. You're everything I ever wanted in a man: you're kind, sweet, respectful, funny, protective, just, and a million other things that I can't even begin to describe. You're amazing and I wish now I would've told you sooner how I feel about you. I love you. I love you so much. So, please, please wake up. I know that maybe I'm being selfish, but I need you here with me. Please, Steve, wake up." – Becca had tears streaming down her face, not bothering to wipe them away.

She laid her head on the bed, her hand firmly wrapped around his, rubbing it with her thumb, and just aloud herself to finally cry all that she hadn't cried in the past two weeks. She was exhausted, not from being there every day, but from holding back the tears for so long. Finally breaking down, she didn't care who would see her, she needed to let it all out.

It took her a moment to fully register what was happening. At first, she thought it was just her imagining things but when she felt it again, she knew it was real. Looking down at their hands, she saw his hand squeezing hers, softly at first, hence why she thought she was imagining things, but more strongly the second time around.

Looking back at him, she saw him fighting to open his eyes and she started to coach him to do so. She quickly found the call button to get a nurse in there and pressed it, her eyes never leaving his. She heard a nurse come in and she told her what was going on.

The nurse moved closer to Steve and grabbed his hand, asking him that if he heard her, to squeeze her hand. When he did, Becca couldn't help but to smile at the nurse, getting a small smile in return. Becca could tell the nurse was being cautious, not wanting to raise her hopes in case that it was just a fluke, but she knew it wasn't. Steve was waking up.

The nurse called Steve's doctor to come and check up on him, but by the time the doctor arrived, Steve had already opened his eyes and was looking back at a very teary-eyed Becca. The doctor asked her to leave the room so he could examine Steve and, after kissing Steve's cheek, she left.

Taking that time to call Danny and let him know the news, she heard Danny telling her that he was gonna get the team and that they would be there in a few minutes. Becca agreed. Sure, she wished she could be alone with Steve, but this was his Ohana and Ohana always comes first.

The team arrived before the doctor had finished his examination, so they all stood in the corridor with Becca getting them up to speed. There were smiles all around, everyone eager to see how he was doing. They could tell Becca was the one who was the most nervous of them all, but they couldn't really get why. After all, this had been something she had been wanting everyday she had been there. Why was she so nervous now?

Becca's mind was racing with a million questions swirling around it. Did he wake up because he had heard her? And if so, how will he react? Does he feel the same? What if he doesn't? Will he still want to be friends with her or will he want to cut ties with her? She felt herself getting sick again. Either way, she needed to know.

They saw the doctor come out of Steve's room and, after he told them that Steve was going to be okay, they all moved in to his room, smiles all around. A nurse was still there, unplugging him from a number of machines he no longer needed.

Everyone lined up to greet Steve, with hugs and jokes, Becca in the back of the line. She simply smiled and let everyone spend some time with him, before deciding to go get something to eat, so they could be alone. Asking everyone if they wanted anything, she walked out of the room, leaving them with Steve.

- "You know, she never left." – Danny said, a smirk on his face.

- "What?"

- "Becca. She never left. She's been here since you got shot, two weeks ago." – Steve had a look of confusion mixed with awe on his face.

- "Danny's right. We would bring her food and clothes, because she would absolutely refuse to leave you under no circumstance. The girl's devoted to her friends, I'll tell you that much." – Lou said, having the same smirk on his face as Danny did.

Steve knew what they were telling him, without actually saying it. But he didn't need them to tell him something he already knew. All he needed was a chance to talk to her, one-on-one, and everything was gonna be just fine. He heard the door open again and saw Becca walking in, a small smile on her lips.

The team made a strategically retreat, claiming they had a case to work on and, after telling both him and Becca that they'd be back later, left them alone. Becca approached the bed and sat down on the chair closest to him, neither of them saying anything for what felt like an eternity.

Steve was the first to talk, clearing his throat softly before speaking.

- "I heard you."

- "What?" – Becca was taking by surprise. "Did he just say he heard me?", she thought, not knowing how to answer to that.

- "I heard you. In fact, your voice was what kept me fighting. The first few days were hard to understand who was talking and what they were saying, but after a while I could tell it was you. So, yeah, I heard you."

- "And exactly what did you heard?" – Becca was freaking out. On one hand, she wanted to know if he heard her telling him how she felt about him, but on the other, she wasn't sure she wanted to know.

- "Everything." – Steve looked back at her, his eyes locked on hers. He could tell she was nervous, hell, he was too, but if she had been brave enough to tell him how she felt, then he had to be brave enough to do the same.

- "And?"

- "And… I love you. I've loved you for a while now, I just hadn't found the right time to tell you. Becca, you have no idea how much happier I am since you became a part of my life. Hearing your voice every day, made me want to fight, so I could come back to you and tell you how much I love you. You are everything that I ever wanted, but I've been so worried about the many ways that things could go wrong, that I never stopped to think about the many ways that could go right. Look, I know that a relationship with me is complicated, with me being with 5-0 and the Navy, but I promise you, if you're willing to be with me, I'll make it worth it. I love you more than anything. Hell, ask me to quit 5-0 and the Navy and I'll do it, if it means I can be with you. So, what do you say? Will you take a chance with me?"

Becca couldn't stop the tears from falling even if she wanted to. Hearing him say that he loved her too and that he was willing to quit 5-0 and the Navy for her, was beyond anything she had ever imagined. Of course, she would never ask him to do that, but it was still nice to know he was willing to do it for her.

She got up and leaned over him, kissing him softly, whispering an "I love you". She felt his hand grabbing her neck and pull her close again, kissing her more passionately. They were interrupted by a clearing of a throat, signaling someone else was the room. Looking back at the door, they saw a nurse, smiling softly at them, apologizing for interrupting, but she needed to give Steve his medication. They both smiled and broke away, Becca blushing slightly.

Becca sat back down on the chair, watching Steve take his medication and wondering how she had gotten so lucky. At that moment, she was happy, happier than she had ever been. She was, officially, with the man she was madly in love with. Now, all they needed to worry about was his recovery. "Talk about a Christmas miracle.", she thought.