A/N: I decided to jump back to the moment at the SBPD when the call about Shawn's accident came in to when everyone's at the hospital… from Lassiter and Juliet's POV. Please R&R

Juliet O'Hara entered the SBPD carrying two cups of coffee, one for Lassiter the other for herself. They were working on a runaway case, Lassiter wasn't too happy about it; he was used to cases that called for possible weapon use.

She sat the hot cup down on Lassiter's desk, he looked up, "Thanks O'Hara," he said with a sigh as he put down the case folder.

"Sooooo, any leads?" she asked boredly. They had been working on this case since noon the day before and found nothing.

"This is ridiculous," Lassiter said a little loud, "Why didn't she put McNabb on this case? We should be doing real detective work… not chasing after some stupid kid." McNabb paused as he was walking by and glanced at Lassiter slightly hurt, Lassiter didn't notice.

Juliet, who'd taken his response as a no, sat down at her desk to drink her coffee. Suddenly the phone rang, Juliet was all too eager to answer, "Santa Barbra Police Department, what's you're emergency?" she said crisply as if she'd been practicing all day. She wrote down the details of the call on a note pad she kept on her desk, "Did you call an ambulance?" she asked the caller. "All right, just stay calm and we'll be there as soon as we can." She hung up the phone and turned to Lassiter with a grin.

"What?" Lassiter asked a little irritated. Juliet put the pad she had been writing on in front of his face.

Central traffic light in town, motorcycle accident, injured person

Lassiter's face gained a slight grin, "That's better than looking for some kid," he said standing and putting his coat on.

Chief Vick walked out of her office, "What's going on? Did you get a lead on the kid?" she asked. Juliet shook her head.

"There was a motorcycle accident in town, we were called in," she explained.

Chief Vick nodded, "Ok, make it quick though, that kid's parents are driving me crazy with their worry phone calls." Lassiter and Juliet nodded and briskly exited the building.

AT THE CENTRAL TRAFFIC LIGHT IN TOWN:

With the sirens blaring, Lassiter and Juliet pulled up to a crowd of on lookers. Juliet climbed out of the car and made her way through the crowd. She saw the bike lying half on top of the body, and rushed over to assess the damage. As she approached, the person's face came into view, she froze for a moment, "Lassiter!" she screamed and ran toward the body.

She crouched down over Shawn's body, her heart was pounding and she could hardly breathe. Lassiter stopped just behind Juliet, he was speechless. How could this have happened to Shawn… of all people? He crouched down beside Juliet putting a hand on her shoulder for comfort, and then he reached down to check for a pulse. "He's still alive," he said softly, a hidden blast of relief flooded through him. Juliet, who was already in tears turned and leaned into her partner's shoulders, Lassiter put his arms around her in a hug.

Juliet called Gus; Lassiter called Henry then the Chief.

Juliet was talking with the paramedics when she noticed Gus arrive, she approached him and buried her face in his shoulder, she didn't know why, she figured since he was Shawn's best friend he was the closest thing to Shawn at the moment.

Henry arrived a little a few minutes after Gus; he got out of his truck and headed straight for the stretcher Shawn was laying on. Lassiter followed him, "Henry," he called to get his attention then he stopped suddenly and looked behind him, he felt like he had just walked past an open freezer and was hit by a blast of cold air. Not seeing what made the cold, he continued on his way. He offered Henry a ride to the hospital.

Juliet's emotions were swimming, she could hardly think much less keep herself from crying. She rode in the passenger side of Gus' car with her face buried in her hands. Not a word was said the whole way to the hospital. Juliet knew Gus was hurting just as bad as, if not worse than, she was.

Juliet could hardly make herself get out of the car. Gus sat with her in silence till she was ready to go in.

HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM:

Everyone sat waiting for the light above the operation room doors to go out, Shawn had been in surgery for a while and Juliet was getting worried. McNabb entered with a tray of coffee and passed a cup to everyone who was waiting. Juliet was leaning against Gus' shoulder with a blank expression on her tear streaked face. All she could think about was how this could have happened, Shawn was usually a really safe driver… he was never reckless or daring when it came to his bike. Suddenly she felt a cold brush of air on her hand, looking down she saw nothing, an odd feeling of relief flew through her as if something were telling her everything would be alright.

A moment later, Lassiter sprang out his chair freaking out about a bag of ice being thrown on him, everyone looked at him as if he were insane, and Gus tried to tell him that dreams tend to seem real, but he didn't listen, he grumbled something then sat down a few chairs away from the last.

When the light above the doors had gone off, the doctor entered the waiting room and told them the damage. Henry was the first to go; by himself of course… he was Shawn's dad of course.

Juliet sat frozen in her chair, after hearing what the doctor said she didn't know if she wanted to see him… she didn't want the others to think she didn't care, but she didn't think she could stand seeing the man that she cared about most in this world in such terrible condition again. It was bad enough when she first saw him, now he would be covered in bandage unconscious.

She watched as officers would enter the gift shop and return with plush pineapples to take with them when they went to see him. Several of the others would sit next to her and invite her to go with them to see him, she politely declined the offers. After a while she felt like she couldn't breath, she felt as though she might pass out… she stood and left the hospital without anyone noticing.

The cool night air hit her face and suddenly she could breathe again, she didn't understand how she could act like this when, if it were anyone else she would usually be the first to see them. She closed her eyes to think, but all she could think about was Shawn motionless on the pavement. Thinking a little more about it, she realized that he had been lying awfully close to the sidewalk at an angle that suggested he was trying to avoid something. Her eyes snapped open; she hailed a cab and told the driver to take her to the central traffic light in town.