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Family Ties?

Jan pulled the car as close as she could to the docks as Alex swore profusely. Jan raised an eyebrow as the baby of the team opened the car door. Her eyes followed where Alex was looking and she restarted the engine, knowing they would have to get away from the docks as quickly as possible.

"Ed!" Alex hissed as the trio reached the car.

"Ros passed out." Beckett explained as he let Ed help him get her into the back of the car. "She said she had a headache."

"What?"

"Her head. It was hurting."

"Nick." Alex started.

"We have to get to the hospital." He glanced at Jan once as she nodded. Ed slammed the car door and nodded toward his bike. There was no way he was leaving his pride and joy to be stolen or thrown in the water.

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"This is getting ridiculous." Jan huffed as she checked her watch.

"They said they will call us when there is any news." Beckett closed his eyes, replaying every conversation he and Ros had since Jean Daniel had first held the gun on them. He had never hated a man as much as he hated Jean Daniel at that moment in time.

"Shall I contact her mother?" Jan got to her feet. Beckett's eyes snapped open.

"No. She's an old lady."

"She's Ros' mum."

"I know. But Ros wouldn't want us to worry her." Beckett sighed, knowing Ros would be livid if she thought Jan or anyone had gone to th retirement home her mother now lived in. The last thing she needed was to be worried about Ros, at least until they knew what there was to be worried about.

"FAMILY OF ROSALIND HENDERSON!" The three agents jumped as the nurse yelled across the waiting room.

"Here." Alex answered as Beckett tried not to panic. The nurse raised an eyebrow as she approached them.

"Rosalind Henderson?"

"Ros." Beckett corrected her. "She prefers Ros."

"This is Nick, Ros' fiance." Alex lied fluently. "I'm his sister and this is our Mum."

Beckett tried not to smirk as Jan's eyebrows shot to the ceiling. The nurse looked at Beckett, unsure if the younger man was going to cry or faint if she kept him away from his fiance much longer.

"This way."

"I'll get hold of Ed." Alex smiled slightly as Beckett followed the nurse.

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"Have you heard anything?" Ed asked as Jan's secretary huffed.

"No. Not in the last ten seconds since you asked me."

"Bethan." Ed continued pacing.

"Sit down, you are wearing my carpet out."

"Sorry." He mumbled as he sat down. Bethan smiled slightly as the normally flirtatous Australian did as he was asked.

"You know? I am sure she will be fine."

"Yeah?" He closed his eyes. "She has to be. Gizmos doesn't work without her."

"Gizmos? I thought you were the Bureau now."

"Same thing." He shrugged as the phone on Bethan's desk sprang into life.

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"She's a very lucky lady." The doctor smiled. "On the scale of things. Not many people survive what she has once, never mind twice."

"She had a headache." Beckett swallowed hard.

"I see."

"She said she had a headache. I tried to stop him hitting her. I wasn't fast enough."

"Look." The doctor smiled slightly as Beckett opened his eyes. "Whatever it is you and Miss Henderson do for a living I am sure what happened to her isn't your fault. The scan showed the bleeding has stopped. The baby also seems to be unaffected by everything, so we'll have to keep her sedated for a while but I am confident we can take her off the respirator tomorrow."

"Baby?" His heart began to speed up to a dangerously high rate.

"Yes." The doctor frowned. "She's approximately fourteen or fifteen weeks pregnant. You are the father? I assumed."

"Yes." Beckett smiled, remembering the one night he had gone to Ros' apartment to collect his things. Had it really been almost four months earlier? They had stopped arguing long enough to end up in bed together. He closed his eyes at the memory, she had left for work before he had woken the next morning. No note, no mention of it ever again. But I know Ros and she has been trying to talk to me alone for weeks. What the Hell was I doing with Crystal? Why the Hell didn't I fight for Ros? Now it might be too late. "Can I see her?"

"Of course." The doctor smiled as he led him into the ITU ward, aware that the man was desperate to see his fiance.

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"Jan?" Ed snapped the phone up from Bethan's desk. Bethan glared at him. The welsh woman clearly wasn't happy with him comandering her office. He turned away from her as he listened to their boss.

"Thank you." He closed his eyes, knowing that just because they had found Beckett and Ros the case was far from over.

"Is she ok?" Bethan asked as Ed shrugged.

"Not really, but they think she will be. I have to go."

"Where?" Bethan asked.

"To see a man about a terrorist." He waved before jogging through the office door. Bethan shook her head, wondering, not for the first time if the team she worked for actually knew what they were doing.

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A/N Just a filler chapter. Is anyone reading this? Am unsure whether to delete it and start again.