The team couldn't follow them as they descended the stairs, not closely anyway. They couldn't risk this man going on a rampage in the hospital. Street was still lying on the floor, his laboured breaths the only noise as they all watched the empty end of the corridor.

They had gone; she had gone. They thought they had just got her back, for a moment there everything was ok again.

'Are we sure that's her? That was not the Chris we know,' Luca spoke his disbelief to the team. He was right, the Chris they knew would never have done that, or acted that way.

'It's her,' Street spoke. The look Chris had just given him had momentary resorted his believe.

'You ok?' Hondo helped him to his feet.

'Yeah, lets go and get them,' Street spoke. Hoping enough time had passed for the chase to begin. Street didn't see the look Deac and Tan exchanged behind him.

'On me,' Hondo ordered and the team fell into line. They traveled the stairs, then corridors, then reception and filed out into the car park. It was busy, lots of cars pulling in and out.

'Anyone got eyes?' Hondo asked as they spread out.

'Negative,' Deac responded.

'Nothing,' Street was frustrated. He watched as 50 David pulled in, coming to a stop at the front of the building.

Hondo greeted them, updating them on the events of the last few minutes. Street held his place in the car park a few paces from his colleagues. He eyes were still scanning the cars. He already thought they were long gone, but he wasn't ready to join everyone. He looked up to the CCTV cameras, they will have caught their escape. All they had to do was regroup at HQ and follow their trail.

Street at least had some comfort in the fact that she would still be alive when he found her. Whether that would be in two days time or in two years time he had no idea; but he promised himself stood in the car park, staring up at the camera trained on the exit, that he would find her.

The guy she was with must really care about her to go charging, guns blazing, into a hospital to get her back. He didn't want to think about what had gone on between them in the last five months. She should have been with him, with them, her SWAT family. If he had just stayed with her. He kicked himself for the thousandth time. If he could undo anything in his life it would be that moment. The moment he chose to save himself and leave, what he thought was her dead body. That was his only saving grace, he thought she was gone. He couldn't believe the team hadn't ripped into him yet. He was just waiting for them to come at him.

He had no excuse, and had spent some of the 30 minutes in the waiting room waiting to see Chris writing his resignation in his head. How could he go back after what he had done?

When he finally was in front of her all he wanted was to talk; and he hadn't even done that, he had chosen to leave the room to get the doctor instead of trying to talk to her himself. Leaving her with the nurse.

'I'm going to talk to the nurse,' Street informed Tan, as he was the closest person to him.

'Nurse?' Tan questioned him but Street wasn't stopping to talk, he was already making his way back inside the hospital.

'Where's he going?' Hondo called to Tan from his huddle with 50 David.

'Talk to a nurse,' Tan shrugged at Hondo. He took his order from the look Hondo gave him. 'I'm following!'

He agreed with Hondo, Street was becoming a loose cannon when it came to Chris. By the time he caught Street up he was rounding the corner into Chris's hospital room. Inside he found the nurse and doctor.

'I need to know what she said to you,' Street confronted the nurse rather forcefully.

'Street,' Tan entered after him. Street didn't turn to look at him, he kept his focus on the nurse.

'Please,' his voice had softened. He took a step backwards.

'I think you brought in the wrong woman,' she started and Street wanted to scream. Why was this so difficult? Why did no-one believe him?

'It's definitely her,' he insisted. 'I swear to you. I know it's her; please believe me.' The nurse eyed him suspiciously.

'If it is her, she has no idea who she is. She did say she recognised you,' she paused as if she didn't want to continue, but they all felt she had more to say.

'Go on,' he prompted quietly.

'You've been chasing her. You caused the scaffolding to fall on her.'

Street sighed, yes he had been the one to hurt her. They didn't understand. If he hadn't done that then nobody would believe she was still alive. He didn't want to hurt her, just to catch her. It didn't matter how far he got in life everyone always managed to assume him as the bad guy.

'She's our team mate. We have spent the past five months thinking she died in an ambush with Street. We thought she just took one to the vest, but there was all this blood. We didn't know where she had been hit.' Tan stepped in to defend his friend and colleague.

'The bullet to the head,' the doctor filled in. Tan nodded. Putting the story together the doctor did a bad job of hiding his surprise at the news Chris was in fact a member of the SWAT team.

'Street left her to save himself,' Street dipped his head as Tan spoke about him, his eyes flicking over the floor. 'When we went back for her, her body was gone. Street started seeing her a couple of months ago. We all thought it was the grief getting to him. He was about to be pulled from the field,' Tan stopped realising he had said too much.

'I figured,' Street mumbled, 'but I wasn't crazy. She's been alive this whole time and we haven't been looking for her.' Street finally had the doctor and nurse on his side.

'You can't blame yourself for that. None of us knew,' Deac joined the conversation. He was stood in the doorway.

'What about her family? We've got a next of kin contact that I was about to ring,' the doctor eased the tension in the room.

'I'll phone Sarzo. We only had a memorial for Chris a couple of months ago. This is going to be a shock,' Deac wanted to break the news to him himself. Knowing that he would deliver it the right way.

Deacon pulled his phone out of his pocket and stepped out into the corridor.

'I want to know every word,' Street spoke to the nurse.

'I didn't get long with her. The biggest thing was her reaction when that guy shouted Jamie.' This caught Street's attention.

'What was her reaction?' He needed to know.

'She, was relieved. When you left she didn't really want to talk to me. She was cagey. She asked me if I thought her name was Chris. I got the impression she was really shaken. She looked so relieved to have someone she knew call her by her name.'

'But it's not her name,' Street pointed out.

'She thinks it is. I'm my opinion she has no idea who she is. We have no idea how much the bullet injury has affected her brain, she may never be the Chris you knew again.' The nurses words slammed into him. He couldn't live in a world where Chris was out there just about surviving. Images of her body haunted him. He was going to find her. They would be friends again, no matter how hard Street had to work to find her and bring her back to them. He was not going to let her live the way she had been. She was going to be safe Street promised himself that. He and the rest of the team would made sure of it.