"I'm fine, Jack," Sue said, feeling frustrated. The doctor was examining her to make sure she wasn't hurt, but she already knew she wasn't hurt.
"It's just a precaution, Sue," Jack told her. He could sense her aggravation. It made him feel even more insecure that she wanted to be with Will because she had feelings for him. What had happened while they were together?
"You're good to go, Ms. Thomas," the doctor said.
"Finally," Sue huffed, getting down from the examination table. The doctor just shook his head as he left. Sue tugged her jacket on.
"Are you okay?" Jack asked.
"I'm fine," she repeated. "I need to find Will."
"Okay," he said, not fighting it. He followed her as she went to the nurse's station. He waited while she got Will's information. Then he went after her when she hurried to Will's room. Each step felt like he was walking towards certain doom, that all chances with Sue were gone once she saw Will.
"Will," she said, going to his bedside. Will groaned in response and turned to look at her. There was heavy bandaging on his neck and shoulder.
"Hey," he croaked.
"You're okay," she said, relieved.
"I am. I told you I'd get out all right."
"It was awfully close," she said, nudging his arm. Jack cringed inside. He backed away, unable to watch anymore. He went down the hallway until he saw Lucy walking with a cup of water.
"Hey," he said.
"Jack!" she exclaimed. "You're here!"
"Yea. We got Sue. She's just with a...friend," he finished. Lucy, elated at the news at first, caught his hesitancy and frowned.
"A friend?"
"Some guy. I'll explain later. How is Myles?" Jack asked, changing the subject.
"He's awake!" she beamed. "I'm bringing him water. Come with me. Maybe you can figure out what he's babbling on about."
"What do you mean?"
"He keeps saying he has to find this girl named Emily, that they were in Limbo together? I don't understand it, but he's so insistent about it. I was hoping maybe if he saw you, he'd forget about it."
"That is strange," Jack admitted. "Lead the way." He tried not to think about Sue and Will alone together back in that room.
...
"So, you were Henry's other son," Sue said, looking at Will. She had seen the exchange from Joe in the warehouse. Will looked at her sheepishly.
"Yea," he confirmed. "I didn't know if you would still trust me if I told you that."
"I would have," she said. "But it makes sense now why Henry wouldn't do a loyalty test with you. You were his son. You didn't need a fake past. You just made that up."
"I did. Sorry. I wasn't his favorite that's for sure," Will snorted. "Joe was. However, he thought he could count on me, and that was his last mistake."
"The I.D. you showed me, it's real?"
"Sort of. It was something they gave me in case their own agent tried to kill me. I'm not a full on agent, just a helping hand. I think they're gonna recruit me, though, after this."
"You were very brave to work against your father like that," Sue pointed out. He smiled weakly.
"I almost got my head blown off by my brother, but yea, you're right," he laughed. "Lucky for me Joe always was a bad shot." Sue looked at the bandage on his neck again. She knew he was indeed lucky to be alive.
"I'll leave you to rest," she said after a moment.
"Thank you for bringing in the cavalry with you," he smiled. "Even though you didn't listen to my orders."
"I'm bad for that," she winked. He laughed and then winced in pain.
"See you around," he said. She waved and left, remembering suddenly that Myles was here too, so she went to find him.
...
Tara had left the hospital after hearing Bobby was bringing in some bad guys. She waited for him in the bullpen until he was finished.
"Well, that's over," Bobby said, sighing. He collapsed into his chair.
"Another job well done," Tara smiled. "I heard you went all psycho on the one guy."
"I pulled him off is all. I can't help he went flying," Bobby smirked. "He put up a fight, so I fought back."
"Well, that bruise on your face could use some ice," Tara said, pointing. He touched it gingerly.
"I'll do it when I get home," he promised. Tara studied him then while he scribbled away on a form. He was still single and living alone. She wondered if he got lonely. Shaking her head, she went back to her work. After an hour, they both called it a night and went home.
...
"Sue," Myles said, seeing her in the doorway. Jack and Lucy spun to face her. Lucy ran to hug her first, making Sue laugh. When Lucy released her, she looked at Myles again.
"Thank God you're all right," Sue said, coming in to hug him. "I was so worried."
"I was worried about you, but Jack told me it's been all taken care of. Is Henry really dead?"
"Yes," Sue nodded.
"Good," Myles said darkly. "One more tyrant the world won't miss."
"I'm going to go," Lucy said after a moment. "I really need a shower."
"Thanks for being here, Lucy," Myles said. She smiled at him.
"I'll be back tomorrow. I'll see you at home, Sue. Then you can fill me in on everything."
"Okay," Sue agreed, smiling. Lucy hugged her again before leaving.
"I should get back to the office and do some paperwork," Jack said, feeling awkward standing beside Sue. He clapped Myles's shoulder. "Good to see you awake, buddy."
"Thanks. I'll be out of here soon," Myles promised.
"Where is Levi?" Sue asked suddenly, looking around. She'd thought that if he was all right, he would have been with Lucy. Now she was scared he hadn't made it out after all.
"He's at the office. He wouldn't leave your desk," Jack replied.
"Okay, I'll be there soon," she said, feeling incredibly relieved.
"See you then."
Myles looked back and forth between them, knowing that something was up. Once Jack was gone, Sue seemed absent.
"I'm glad you're all right," Myles said to her.
"Me too. Will was working with the CIA. He kept me safe."
"Wow. I did not see that coming."
"He was also Joe's brother."
"What?!"
"Yea."
"Now that you mention it, I can see the resemblance," Myles mused. Sue chuckled. She was anxious to get back to Levi, so she cut her visit short.
"I'll come back tomorrow too. I have to take care of some things," Sue said.
"All right," Myles nodded. He was feeling tired anyway since it was getting late. Melanie had gone to her hotel room a little while ago to get some sleep. They were going to meet tomorrow to talk. His parents were on their way here, and he knew once they got here all chances of a heart to heart with her would disappear. He hadn't forgotten about Emily, and he waited long enough to make sure that no more nurses were coming to check on him before getting up and creeping into the hallway. He made his way down to the information center and tapped on the window, getting the nurse's attention.
"I'm looking for a Emily Stevens," Myles said to the nurse behind the glass. She eyed him suspiciously.
"Aren't you supposed to be in bed?" she asked.
"This is urgent," he deflected.
"Are you a relative or something?"
"I'm her best friend," he replied, which was sort of true. They had gotten to know each other quiet well in Limbo Land. The nurse lifted her eyebrow, contemplating what to do here. She could see Myles's desperation, though, so she took pity. She clicked open her computer screen. Myles watched her search.
"Room 207," she told him. "She's in..."
"A coma. I know," he cut her off. "Thank you." He hurried off to find the room, and he felt his heart pick up when he saw it. He stood outside the door, pondering what to do when he heard voices inside.
"Poor thing," a nurse was saying. "No family left. It seems almost a shame for her to wake up to no one."
"Will she wake up?" another nurse asked.
"Who knows. She's been in a coma for five months now," the first nurse responded. Myles felt his chest constrict. Five months?!
"Poor lassie," the second nurse tutted. "Missed her own parents' funerals. No siblings left alive. No other relatives that we could find. She truly is alone."
Myles stepped back as the two nurses left Emily's room, and he waited a beat before going inside. He inhaled sharply when he saw her lying there, her body withering away from no use. He pulled a chair to the bed close to her head and sat down.
"Emily," he said. "It's Myles. I'm here like I promised. You are not alone. If you can, focus on waking up. I'm right here. You gotta wake up." His voice broke then. He felt so helpless. He took her hand in his then, feeling that it was a little cold.
"Come on, Emily," he whispered. "Wake up."
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