*Warning! Spoilers for Fallen Angels and then some.
**Also, don't kill me for killing off Ariel, I was really trying to amplify the angst there.
***And then, because Will and Jesse being BROTP is what I live for, this is all about them.

Chapter 5 - "Life's Not Fair"

That was how Jesse found them a few hours later, and even though he knew that they shouldn't both be sleeping in that bed, right now, he didn't give a rats ass. And he honestly didn't think Campbell would mind either. They had all been worried about Leanne these past few days. Hell, they were more worried about her than they were about Ethan, and he was the one who was hit by a car. They all knew that Ethan's physical wounds would heal, but Leanne's emotional ones, those would probably never get better.

Jesse had been there after her accident. He had been the one to sit with her every waking hour, much like she had been with Ethan. He hadn't been there when they told her John had died. He had come later, after she had been settled in a room. They had sedated her, her grief amplifying her physical injuries to the point of worry. He had sat and held her hand until she woke up the following afternoon. And then he had sat and held her when she heard the news that her two precious babies had been taken from her too. He would never forget the look of horror on her face. A look he had seen repeated in the ambulance bay four days ago. A look he never wanted to see again for as long as he lived.

"They look mighty cozy." Jesse turned to see the ER director standing behind him, his arms crossed over his chest, a soft smile on his face. He expected Will to be mad, they were breaking protocol and all, but he suspected that the doctor's heart wasn't nearly as small as he played it out to be.

"That they do." The head nurse whispered, turning back towards the sleeping couple, rubbing a hand over his tired eyes.

"How's she doing?" Campbell hadn't seen much of Leanne the past few days. Other than in passing on her way to grab a quick shower or to get a cup of coffee. He had figured that if she needed him, she would find him, but otherwise, she probably wanted to handle this on her own. His heart hurt for the woman. She didn't deserve any of this. Neither did Ethan. They were both good people and they were great doctors, and the tragedies that they had both already been through would've made for real good TV, but they didn't make for good love stories.

"She's here." Jesse's whispered voice brought the younger man out of his thoughts and he looked up, his eyes focusing on the weary look on the woman's face, her fist balled tightly around the blankets on the injured man's hip.

"It's not fair Jesse." Will let his guard down and turned to face the older man, leaning back against the door frame, his hands going to his pockets. "They certainly didn't deserve this."

Campbell hadn't been around when Leanne's accident had happened. He hadn't seen the grief and horror that lay in the aftermath of such a tragedy. And he hadn't known Ethan when he lost his mother and sister within weeks of each other. But he had heard the stories, both around the water cooler and from their own mouths. And his heart ached for them. They both deserved to find happiness, and it seemed that every time they got close, something bad happened.

The first time he had seen them truly happy around each other had been a few days before Ethan's CO had shown up. Promising to ship him back to Afghanistan. Will had been happy in that moment, he was thrilled that the man who was a constant pain in his ass would finally be gone. But then he had seen how affected Leanne had been and he instantly regretted his joy. Then the whole outbreak had definitely sent them all for a whirlwind. Everyone's lives had been turned upside down. But the look of devastation on Ethan's face when they had put Leanne in that damned tent, that had sent shivers down his normally composed spine.

They had all made it through the outbreak and the recovery eventually. Leanne's stay in the hospital being prolonged for reasons Will still didn't understand. And when they had buried Heather, and then a week later, Ariel, Leanne had clung to Ethan like a life-line, and he had clung right back. They had been inseparable ever since. And while Campbell knew that there were strict rules against them dating, he didn't really give a damn at this point. He had lost someone that he had cared about deeply, and if he could go back and change things, he would do it in a heartbeat. He wasn't going to take that from them. Not after everything they had both been through.

"No, Will, they certainly did not." Jesse's voice was strained and he was fighting off tears for what seemed like the hundredth time in the past four days. He just wanted this mess to all be over with. He just wanted things to return to normal. He wanted to see Ethan smile again. He wanted to hear Leanne's soft laugh. He wanted to see his residents joking and goofing off with each other. He wanted Will to not walk around them all on eggshells. He just wanted this all to be some horrible dream.

The sound of footsteps behind them caused them both to turn, Rollie appearing behind them in the hallway. "We're needed downstairs." His voice was rough, and if Jesse didn't know any better, he would've guessed that the man had been catching a nap somewhere in the busy building. "House fire." He added, his hands going up to rub his eyes.

Will clapped Jesse on the shoulder and reached over to turn the light off in the small room. "Let's go. They'll probably both be out for a while."

Jesse nodded in agreement, pulling the door closed behind him as he and Will followed Rollie down the hallway and back towards Center Stage.

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