A/N: Sorry this was a little longer in coming. Cherubaddict dropped out of writing this after she broke her elbow. So its just little old me now. And I start work experience tomorrow. So anyone at Oxford Brookes school of BMS tomorrow. Say hi! Now where were we.

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Mac discharged himself almost immediately. He took some painkillers and walked into the waiting room his neck throbbing painfully against his collar. The blue scrubs threw his friends of at first but they soon cam round when he squeezed Danny's shoulder and sat down next to Peyton.

'Mac what's going on?' Peyton asked carefully placing her head against his arm. Danny looked at him dark circles forming under his eyes.

'I don't know. They're not telling me anything. All I know is that they're all in surgery and that's only because i saw there names on the board. Danny shook his head.

'I'm looking for Mac Taylor?' A man stood at reception holding a clipboard.

'Over here.' He raised his arm painfully.

'We heard you were here. Well your down as Adam Ross' emergency contact.'

'Yes that's right.' Adam had approached him 3 years ago when he'd first started working at the lab. He didn't have an emergency contact in New York and to him Mac was the smartest idea.

'Well just to inform you he's currently in the ER receiving treatment, for rib fractures multiple abrasions and a concussion.' Mac stood.

'I'm going to see him. Find me if you get any news.' Flack nodded and went back to the mindless insanity he was currently experiencing.

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Dr. Sam Coe was watching the crash team desperately reviving the women he was trying to save. Being the only intern in the room he was generally the bus boy for the residents. Yet they gave him the hardest job. Telling the family. So he wandered out his scrubs bloody and looking for the one the form called Danny Messer. All he was armed with was the fact that he was a cop. Now he was about to find out how New York's finest took bad news.

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Mac walked into the curtained area as Adam was getting his forehead stitched up. He was bruised and bloody.

'You got here quick.' Adam smiled, wincing soon after.

'We were already here.' He pointed to his neck. Adam's eyes widened

'What...?'

'They bought Lindsay to the lab. She was out leverage. And lets just say all hell broke loose.'

'Where are the others?' He breathed through his mouth his nose too painful to even move.

'We got shot up. Stella, Hawkes and Lindsay all took a bullet or two.' Adam shut his eyes and wished he didn't have to open them again.

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'Danny Messer?' This was the second time today one of them had been summoned.

'Yeah.' Danny stood up immediately adopting his defensive stance. Flack readied himself to stand up and protect the young doctor from Danny's wrath.

'Lindsay Monroe is being taken to surgery as soon as she is...' He paused and Danny tensed. 'Stabilized. Upon impact the bullet fragmented, puncturing multiple vital organs. Her other injuries are quite severe. I'm afraid she has little chance in surviving through the night.' Danny breathed in trying to calm his nerves.

His heart stopped bounding in his chest. He remembered all the times they'd stuck by each other. And now was just one of those times. Yet it was a chance he wasn't willing to take. He sank into his seat, tears seeping down his face. Flack didn't know what to do. Everything had gone wrong and now it was only getting worse.

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A/N: Thanks for taking the time to read this. And keeeep on reviewing. Before the final chapter I'd love to see 150! Any chance?