~~Back at the hospital~~
I was waiting for hours and nobody was telling me anything. Mac walked in and came over to me. I stood up and Mac hugged me. I hugged back. We let go a couple of seconds later.
Mac: Anything?
Me: Nothing.
As I said that the doctor that took Don walked out. I ran over to him.
Me: Is Don OK?
Mac walked over and stood beside me. The doctor turned around and started walking. He nodded for us to follow, so we did.
Dr: Detective Flack is under heavy sedation to stabilize him before we operate. The debris is lodged in his chest.
Mac: We're gonna need his clothing and any debris from his body.
Dr: We'll send it all to the lab.
Me: Can we see him?
Dr: Uh...he's best left alone for now.
Mac: OK, but right after the operation, before he's bandaged up.
Dr: OK.
We had to wait in another waiting room for what seemed like hours. After a while, the doctor came out and told us we can go in and see him now. Mac turned to me.
Mac: I'll go in and process him, you wait here.
Me: Mac, please, I need to see him, please.
I said in a pleading tone. Mac sighed and nodded. We walked into a room where we had to change into some scrubs. Then we walked into the room Don was in. He looked so lifeless. I just want to breakdown and cry, but I just couldn't. I didn't want to in front of Don. Even though he's not awake. I couldn't cry in front of him. We processed him. 20 minutes later, we were finished, I walked over to the table and lent down.
Me: You're gonna get through this, Don.
I said then kissed his cheek and we walked back out of the room. Once we walked back into the waiting room, I sat down.
Mac: Stay here and let us know if anything changed, I'm gonna go back to the lab.
Me: OK.
That was all I said. Mac left to go back to the lab.
After seeing Don. I just felt so useless and all I could do was sit and wait.
~~Back at the Lab~~
Mac walked into the lab to see Hawkes and Lindsey crowded round a computer.
Lindsey: How you doing, Lindsey? You OK?
Lindsey: Yeah, I'm fine. Any word on Flack?
Mac: Not yet.
Lindsey: What about Layla? How's she holding up?
Mac: Not great. She's scared.
Hawkes and Lindsey both nodded. They all turned to the computer screen.
Lindsey: So this is what the bomb simulation looks like.
Lindsey showed Mac the bomb simulation.
Mac: Run it again.
They watched it again.
Mac: These are our final positions at the moment of the explosion.
Mac: I was at the back, then Smith, then Layla, then Flack.
Mac thought for a minute.
Mac: The trigger.
Hawkes: We've been through everything from the blast site. Fine-tooth comb. We looked everywhere.
Mac: Not everywhere.