A disoriented Greenlee was able to slowly get her eyes halfway open. She was in a big, light colored room similar to one she had been in not too long ago. Her back felt stiff as a nail, but something touching her hand gave her warmth. She turned her head to see Leo, his left arm resting in a sling, sitting next to her hospital bed and holding her hand. He looked exhausted even through the joy on his face at seeing his wife finally awake.

Greenlee smiled at her husband. "You look like hell," she quipped in a whisper.

"You look like my angel," Leo smiled. He lovingly looked at his wife, marveling at her ability to make jokes within seconds of waking up from a gunshot wound. "You saved my life, Greens."

"So tell me something, Leo," Greenlee sighed, allowing him to play with her fingers as he waited patiently for her to find the strength between breaths to talk to him. "I did something noble for once, and what happens? I'm the one stuck in a hospital bed and you get to walk around here with nothing but that ugly arm rest? Hardly seems fair."

Leo laughed at his wife's jest and moved his good hand onto her cheek and then brushed her hair behind her ear. Greenlee's grin widened at his touch. "It wasn't my back that they had to take a bullet out of," he told her. "I got away with only a flesh wound thanks to you."

"You know me," Greenlee purred. "I'm good with a phone."

"How did you manage to call 911 anyway? The last thing I remember, Trey was pointing the gun at you, and then… I don't know, total blank. How did you do it?"

A light chuckle escaped her. "I'll show you later."

"Greenlee, I'm serious…"

Knock knock

David stood at the doorway to the room, wearing his white medical coat and holding a clipboard. A wide smile came onto his face at seeing Leo and Greenlee interacting again.

"How's our lovely patient doing today," David asked as he walked up to the bed.

"She just woke up," Leo answered his older brother. "It doesn't look like that bullet affected her sense of humor…"

"…or her hatred of hospitals," Greenlee piped in. "So when am I getting out of here?"

"Well, you were very lucky, Greenlee," David began to answer. "The bullet didn't hit any major organs or cause serious damage. You will have to stay at least one more night, but if you're feeling stronger tomorrow, I don't see why you can't leave then."

"Then I'll be out of here tomorrow," Greenlee stated as authoritatively as she could in her weakened condition.

"You heard the lady," Leo snickered. "When this one sets her mind to something, it's as good as done."

David laughed at the two of them. The scene made him feel like the past few weeks never happened. "Okay then, I'll leave you two alone," David backed away. "You deserve to enjoy each other's company without me in the way."

David made it halfway out the door before he realized something. "If I told you guys that you should both be taking it easy for a little while would it do any good?" He noticed Leo and Greenlee smile wickedly at each other at the comment and chuckled. "That's what I thought," he shook his head in quiet laughter as he turned back to exit. "Just make sure you don't end up back in my hospital."

"Never again," Greenlee hoped, her eyes locked on Leo's. "If I have to come back to this hospital one more time I should just buy my own personal room – I'll call it Paris; we'll add a Jacuzzi, maybe hire some Parisian musicians to play for us. And I'll definitely have to buy some more fashionable hospital gowns."

"Well you can forget about all of that, Greens, because it's over. We're free. No more Vanessa, no more family baggage, no more reasons to end up in hospitals; just you and me and Paris – the real deal Paris, not some hospital room. And we're going as soon as possible." Leo leaned down and kissed her hand. "What do you think, babe?"

"Leo!" she squeaked happily. She could feel it: finally their dreams were going to come true.

"Looks like someone's awake," Jackson's voice interrupted their moment. "May I come in?"

Leo nodded and stood up from his seat in respect for the older man.

"You should know, Greenlee," Jackson told her, "that this guy right here spent all night in that seat. Bianca had to visit him in here because he said he wouldn't leave your side until you woke up."

"I'm very lucky in more ways than one," she agreed, looking over at Leo.

Leo blushed, until he noticed Jackson's expression turn serious. "What do you want, Jackson?" he asked the DA worriedly.

"Greenlee, do you mind if I borrow your husband for a second?" Jackson asked her. She nodded that it was okay. "Leo?" he extended his hand towards the hallway, inviting him to leave first. Leo bent back down towards Greenlee. "Get some rest, okay. You need to be ready to restart our life together." He kissed her on her forehead and then on her lips. Greenlee sighed in acceptance. "I love you, Leo."

"I love you too."

"What is going on, Jackson?" Leo inquired as the two tall men walked down the hallway.

"I'm sorry, Leo," Jackson stuttered. "I heard you talking to Greenlee – promising her Paris. But I need you two to put your plans on hold for a little bit longer."

"I don't understand," Leo questioned. "What's keeping us here? Go find Trey and lock the bastard up for life."

"We did find Trey."

"Perfect. So you've got your diamonds and Greenlee and I have our freedom."

Jackson stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath. "We found his body, Leo. Not far from the cabin where they got to you and Greenlee. Trey is dead, and he didn't have the diamonds."

"Trey… he…" Leo tried to control his breathing. Not wanting to focus on the first bit of Jackson's news, he thought about the second. "No, that can't be. I told you what I remember, Jackson. Trey had the diamonds. And since Greenlee and I both ended up in the hospital, he definitely left the cabin with them."

Jackson's expression didn't change at Leo's explanation. "Wait a minute," Leo realized, taking a step back. "What are you accusing me of doing here, Jackson? God! Why am I the scapegoat of all the police blunders in this town!"

"Relax, kid," Jackson told him softly. "I haven't accused you of anything yet, but you can't leave town right now until we figure out what happened to Trey and those diamonds."

Leo stood there dumbfounded. Every time he thought life was about to work out, a new obstacle always seemed to come up. "Look, Leo, um, I have a meeting to be at, but we'll be in touch." Jackson put his hand on Leo's shoulder. "I'm sorry about your brother."

As Jackson walked away from Leo, David entered the hallway and immediately noticed his brother's solemn demeanor and hurried up to him.

"Leo? What are you doing out here?" he asked. "Is Greenlee alright?"

"It's Trey," Leo responded. "He's dead."

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As Jackson and Leo had exited Greenlee's room and walked down the hallway, they didn't notice a man sneak into the room. Ryan had come as soon as he heard about the shooting, intending to see Leo. But with Leo looking otherwise occupied at the moment and seeing Greenlee motionless in her hospital bed, he couldn't help slipping in to see her.

Greenlee noticed him enter, but pretended to be asleep. She wasn't feeling strong enough to deal with Ryan right now. "Just stay quiet and don't move and he'll go away on his own," she thought.

Ryan grabbed the seat by her bed and sat down. He grabbed her hand as he stared at her, waiting for some kind of movement from her to see that she was okay.

"I'm so sorry, Greenlee," he finally blurted out. "I promised Leo I'd watch over you and I didn't do that. I let you down and you got hurt because of it."

"I didn't need a babysitter, Ryan," she thought.

"I'm just so sorry about everything," he rambled on, assuming she was still unconscious. "About everything. I had you all wrong, Greenlee. I always thought you could never really care about anyone but yourself, but you risked everything for Leo. You're not that same person anymore that I hated. You're a caring and loving human being and I'm so sorry I never saw that in you before. So you need to wake up, Greenlee, because Leo can't live without you and I finally understand why. I guess I'm too late to see it though. You need to come back to us for Leo. He loves you more than anything, so whatever this is that I'm feeling for you right now – whatever love is there for you is…"

"What!" Greenlee's eyes shot open.

Ryan jumped back from his seat in shock.

"Greenlee, I… I thought you were…"

"What did you just say?"

"Uh… nothing. I…" Ryan stuttered uncomfortably as his mind worked overtime for a way to get out of this one. "I... I'm sorry… Leo is… he'll be back any second… I did come to see him but, um… I'll do that later."

Greenlee looked at him in bewilderment, not sure whether she should feel sorry for him or try to slap him.

"I should go," Ryan offered, hurriedly exiting her room, making sure Leo wasn't coming as he reached the doorway. Suddenly, visiting Leo didn't seem too important anymore. Avoiding him was his new top priority.