Okay so I hit more writers block. This was supposed to be the last chapter, and be twice as long, but the universe had other plans. I figured I'd at least put this part up since I left off with such a cruel cliff hanger. Enjoy!

Jess' POV

"Of all the stupid things to do," an angry voice came through the doors where the nurse had just disappeared. Jess looked up just as the nurse who'd been with her earlier came through the door literally dragging a young male medic by his ear.

"Let me go!" the young man wailed, but the nurse was having none of it.

"Did they teach you anything at that school? You don't yell what's going on…," the nurse's voice faded away at they walked down the hall. If she'd seen it any other day Jess would have been laughing hysterically, but she was too numb to do anything but breathe and even breathing was difficult at the moment. Becker was gone and Jess didn't think she would survive losing him. She curled into a ball and stared at the floor while her chest heaved with violent sobs, making her feel like she was being ripped apart.

A pair of black combat boots appeared in her line of vision and she felt a hand settle on her shoulder.

"Jess?" the voice was familiar, but she couldn't look up, she couldn't even move with the emotional pain that had taken over her body. The owner of the boots crouched down and Jess found herself facing Katie, the woman who had tried so hard to save Becker. Jess saw the concern in her eyes and tried to say something, but nothing cane out.

"He's okay Jess," Katie said softly. Jess' head snapped up, soon followed by the rest of her as her feet took over and took her towards the double doors. Katie stopped her before she could get too far.

"Sit," she said settling Jess into the chair once again.

"What happened?" Jess asked surprised that her voice still worked. Katie sighed and sat down in the chair next to Jess.

"One of the leads fell off his chest, which made the heart monitor lose the sinus rhythm, or appear to flat line," she explained, her hand never leaving Jess' shoulder. Jess wasn't sure if it was in comfort, or to keep her from running to Becker. "David over there over reacted when he heard the heat monitor," Katie said pointing to the young medic who was currently getting an earful from a very irate nurse.

"So," Jess said looking back at Katie, who still looked nervous, "Becker's going to be okay?"

"He's hurt pretty bad, so there's no guarantee, but it looks good for now." Katie told her in her usual blunt manner. For once Jess was glad that people weren't treating her like she was made of glass. Both women looked up when another nurse stuck her head out.

"Katie, we could use another set of hands in here," she said. The lack of urgency in her voice made Jess let out the breath she'd been holding since the doors had opened. The nurse looked over at her and smiled.

"He's doing good sweetie," she said walking a little farther into the waiting room, "We've got some blood going into him and a chest tube in to drain the blood out of his chest." She put a comforting hand on Jess' shoulder. "The doctor will come talk to you once we've got Captain Becker squared away." The warmth from her hand stayed on Jess' shoulder for a few minutes after she and Katie returned to help the doctors with Becker. Alone in the waiting room Jess pulled her legs under her and set her head against the arm of the chair.

Jess tried to swat at the alarm clock that was making an incessant beeping sound without opening her eyes. She kept missing it so she felt along the bedside table where she knew it should be only to come up empty.

"What the?" she mumbled to herself sleepily. She rubbed her eyes and stretched, trying to get rid of the unfamiliar kinks in her spine.

"It feels like I slept in a chair…" Jess trailed off as her exhausted brain finally caught up with the rest of her body. Images of Becker being shot, twice, the rush to the medical wing and him dying flashed through her mind.

"Becker!" she said throwing off the blanket covering her and frowned. She remembered being in a plush chair in the waiting room, but somehow she'd wound up in a bed covered with a blanket. She looked down and was relieved to see that she was still in the clothes she'd been wearing earlier. At least no one stripped me, she thought. The sound off footsteps signaled the arrival of another person. She quickly recognized the unique sound of combat boots and for a moment she prayed all her memories had just been a bad dream. Her heart sank as she spun around just in time to see Katie pull back the privacy screen Jess hadn't even realized was there. Katie's tired face broke into a smile when she saw Jess standing there.

"Oh good, I thought I was going to have to wake you up," she said walking over to the confused FC.

"Where's Becker? And how the hell did I get in here?" Jess asked indicating the bed she had just vacated.

"Well," Katie said as she bent down to fish something out from beneath Jess' bed, "You fell asleep in the waiting room while you waited for news on Becker and Howell insisted on bringing you in here rather than leave you in that stupid chair. I have to admit I agreed with him." Katie handed Jess the pink heels she'd taken off when she left the ADD to get to Becker. Jess took them and put them on without thinking. She didn't even really care how she'd gotten to the bed, she just wanted to know what had happened to Becker.

"Becker?" she prompted when Katie stopped talking to watch Jess put on her shoes. Katie seemed to jump a little at the question, Jess guessed the medic must have been pretty tired if she was zoning out like that.

"Right next to you," she said with a tiny smile. She signaled for Jess to follow and led the other woman to yet another privacy screen. Jess bit back a gasp of shock when it was pulled back to reveal an unconscious Becker. In less than a second Jess was next to him, with her hand in his. She bit her lip to keep from crying as she looked him over.

A tube had been put down his throat and was hooked up to a ventilator that was breath for him. Jess cringed when she was the tube in his chest and leaned carefully over the bed to see what it was for. The tube was slowly dripping blood into a biohazard container attached to the side of his bed. When she turned to Katie Jess could feel the tears burning her eyes.

"Is he going to be okay?" she asked quietly.

"It looks worse than it is, I promise," Katie was quick to assure her, "Do you want the doctor to come explain it to you?" she asked. Jess shook her head.

"Can you just give me the basic version?" Jess asked, "I don't think I can handle anyone else right now." Katie nodded and took a step closer to the bed.

"The force of the EMD broke his ribs and collapsed a lung. The tip of a rib also punctured his spleen which caused some internal bleeding. The doctor thinks it'll correct itself without surgery, but it will take a lot of bed rest for the next few weeks and absolutely no movement for the first few days. Which we all know Becker is great at," Katie said the last words with heavy sarcasm and an eye roll for good measure. Jess found herself chuckling despite the situation.

"The doctor's gonna keep him sedated until the bleeding stops. The Endotracheal Tube, that's the one down his throat," Katie said pointing, "is just a precaution. We'll take it out as soon as we wake him up." Jess nodded, not trusting herself to speak without crying again, only this time her tears would be from relief rather than fear.

"I've gotta go check in, but Lester already told the medical staff that you could stay here until he wakes up, barring any medical emergencies of course." Jess listened to the sound of the other woman's boots as they walked out the door, before carefully burying her face in the side of Becker's neck and letting the tears flow.