'How is she?' Street jumped up to meet the doctor as he came through the waiting room door. His concern had grown to bursting point over the past thirty minutes. His nervous tapping driving the rest of his team around the bend as they sat waiting for news.

The doctor was kind looking, his hair tinged between white and grey. His glasses held on a string around his neck. He had been doing this a long time, seen everything there was to see in this hospital; he had been here over forty years. He took pride in his job, from his immaculate white coat to his perfectly shinned shoes. He looked at Street, with what the doctor would later describe as his over eagerness to see Chris. His SWAT uniform was covered in white dust, his vest not secured, his cheek swelling. Then he glanced around the room at the rest of his team. They were turned out to regulation, nothing out of place, something he greatly admired.

'She's going to be ok, you can go through and see her.' The doctor gestured to the nurse stood beside him to take Street through, the others moved to follow too. 'One at a time.' Once Street had left the room the doctor turned to the rest of the team stood around him.

'I'm very concerned for Miss Alonso,' he started, his serious tone drawing them all in. 'She hasn't woken up yet so I've been unable to talk to her about her injuries.'

'You just said she was going to be ok,' Luca jumped in, worried they had been mislead.

'Miss Alonso,' the doctor started.

'Chris,' Tan corrected him.

'Sorry, Chris,' he paused taking a breath, 'lets have a seat,' he gestured to the seats in the waiting room taking one for himself.

'What's wrong with her?' Deac dreaded what they were about to be told. He didn't think he could bare anymore bad news. They had just been filled with hope that she was alive and ok, he really couldn't hear that they were wrong.

'You all brought Chris in today. You saw what she looked like. She's not ok; she's going to live, but she's not ok. She is extremely under weight, and that's before I go into the bruises, filthy clothing and the badly healed gunshot to the head. I can't,' the doctor was cut off by Hondo.

'Gunshot?' he asked, shuffling to the edge of his seat to get a better look at the doctor who was on the other side of Tan.

'We're not sure whether she ever received medical treatment, but from the way it had healed we are guessing not. We are going to send her for a scan to see if the bullet is still in there,' the doctor watched their expressions. They weren't reacting the way he thought they would. He was used to being bombarded with questions from relatives, instead they were quiet. He wasn't sure, but they seemed to be thinking. Could he put this down to their profession?

'Where is it?' Hondo lead the questions while the rest of the team were stunned into silence each of them wondering if this gunshot was from five months ago.

'In her hairline on the left side,' the doctor pointed to the top of his forehead indicating where it was on her.

'That probably happened five months ago.' Hondo voiced their thoughts, 'We saw the blood but never saw the injury that caused it,' he explained, but it only made the doctor more concerned. He had a lot of questions for the team. He couldn't believe how calm they were being about the state of this girl.

'Can you go over what happened today?' the doctor asked trying to work out what on earth was going on with this girl and how she had got tangled up with SWAT.

'We were out searching for this gang we've been tracking. Street disappeared mid mission. We didn't know what had happened to him, we couldn't get in contact with him; and then he walks out of the building with Chris. We didn't see what happened to them, she was already out cold.' A nurse appeared at the door, tablet in hand, seeking the doctor's attention.

'One moment,' He stepped out of the room to talk to her. They watched him go.

'She took one in the head,' Tan spoke once the doctor was out of ear shot. He was still struggling to believe it.

'She's strong,' Deac answered him the only way he knew how. He fiddled with his hands wondering if she was really strong enough to cope with whatever had happened to her. Something in him needed to know what had happened. How she had been out with them on a mission one minute, then both dead and kidnapped, then alive. Deac was struggling with it all, let alone if it had actually happened to him. The doctor re-entered taking his seat back.

'I've just been shown Chris's medical records. It says here that she is deceased?' He held up the tablet in his hand, 'Have we definitely got the right girl? Or did the real Chris pass away a few months back?' He questioned, this case was getting more and more weird.

'We thought she was,' Deac was the one to talk first. He couldn't bring himself to say dead.

'Street confirmed she was,' Tan added. All roads lead back to Street which the doctor didn't fail to notice.

'There was so much blood. We didn't think anyone could survive that,' Deac finished, feeling like they should have done more for their team mate.

'Is it definitely her?' The doctor questioned again when his question went unanswered.

'Yes,' Hondo was sure of it; they were all sure of it, and nodded their agreement. This was turning out to be the strangest case of his career.

'So for the past five months you've all thought she was dead?' It still hurt them to hear and they nodded their answer.

'Except Street,' Tan added. Of course thought the doctor this had been his conclusion from the start. He had put two and two together and got twenty. He knew that Chris didn't get this way by herself.