"There's no happy ending to this is there Dave?" Emily whispered as she entered his room quietly. He was hooked up to machines and IVs and Emily couldn't help the tears that feel as she watched him looking so vulnerable. "I came too late..." she whispered as she took a seat and carefully took his hand in hers. "I am so sorry Dave, I should have never left you down there" she told him as she cried. All that she heard was the steady beating of his heart on the monitor and the ventilator breathing for him. She hated seeing him like this, a tube down his throat and all theses IVs coming out of him. She looked over at his battered and bruised face and a fresh wave of tears came over her once more at the thought of maybe she could have stopped this. She could feel the bandages on his hands from the stab wounds remembering her own gun shot wound a bandage still in that very hand. "Dave you've got to come back to us alright, I need my best friend back," Emily pleaded with him desperately but no response came and she sighed before sitting back in the chair, refusing to take her eyes off him even for a moment. She was terrified that the second she did something horrible would happen.

An hour later and Emily was able to be convinced to let Spencer have some time with Rossi. Reid just stood in the doorway for a moment looking over the large expanse of machines and monitors that surrounded David's bed side. A nurse had come in a moment before to check on him and switch out a few IVs before leaving Reid to say hello or maybe good bye. He just stood there for once trying to block out all the statistics and facts, hoping beyond all hope that Rossi would be that one percent to survive. Spencer walked in slowly and sat in the same chair as Emily before him but he didn't reach out for Rossi he just sat there silently thinking.

"Dave please don't leave me" he finally said the words coming out as almost a wimper. "I know that maybe it's odd but you've become like a dad to me and I just, I've already lost my actual father and Gideon...I don't want to loose you too. And, and I know Morgan thinks of you as a dad. He's already lost his father in the line of duty once please don't put him through that again..." Spencer trailed off as the tears began to fall and instead of the silent one's that Emily shared it was fitful sobs that wrecked Reid's body.

He couldn't loose him, not now, please not now! He pleaded in his mind over and over again for the facts to be wrong or for there to be some sort of faulty information but he knew there wasn't. Spencer laid his head in the bed beside Rossi's hip and closed his eyes, listening to the steady beeping of the monitor as it told him that David was still alive.

Morgan took the next David Rossi shift but unlike Emily and Reid he didn't hesitate and just walked in and sat down. "Come on Rossi we need you to pull though this man," Morgan said with unshed tears in his eyes. This man was like a father to him and God help him if he didn't respect him as such. Derek respected everything that Dave had done for both this country, the team and him personally. "Come on Dave I need you to pull out of this and wake up. Who else is going to give me advise if I do something stupid and make Savanna mad, or be there to help out with Hank. He needs his Uncle Dave and I know for a fact that even though Jack and Hotch aren't here yet, Jack needs his Uncle Dave too" Derek told the man.

He didn't want to carry another friends casket or attend a military funeral or any funeral for that matter. He didn't want to watch as Joy tearfully took the folded up flag handed to her, what would be the only thing she had left of her father. The tears finally fell "what about Joy and Kai? Joy needs her dad still and Kai needs his grandpa" Morgan told him before burying his head in his hands and praying.

Penelope walked in a few minutes later and without a word Derek rose and left her to watch over Rossi. She took his seat and let herself cry, it was so unfair that this had to happen to him. He looked like a small child almost, so vulnerable and yet so at peace it seemed. It was strange seeing him like this, she missed his usually smartass comments and sarcastic wit. Pen missed seeing him joke around or talk about his favorite baseball team, a subject she had know knowledge of but he seemed to enjoy. She hated seeing such a strong man so vulnerable and hurt.

"Please don't die because I swear to god David Stephen Rossi, that's right I know your middle name, I will kill you if you die on us!" Penelope went on a rant and threatened him if he didn't wake up but nothing changed. He remained still and the monitor still beeped that same consistent rhythm telling her he was indeed still alive.

J.J. was the last one to visit Dave and will was permitted to come with her for support. They stood at the end of his bed and watched as the ventilator helped him breath.

"I don't know what I'll do without him" she said tearfully as she buried her head in Will's chest.

He hugged her to him before speaking "shhh Jen it'll be alright. Rossi's a tough guy he'll pull though this" he assured her.

"I've never seen him so bad before. God Will it's never been this bad before" she cried as she looked back over at Dave.

"I know Jen but you've gotta be strong for him, okay"

"I don't know if I can, he been like a dad to me and I can't loose him and Joy, she just got to meet him three years ago" J.J. told him as he pulled her closer. Will didn't say a word this time and just held J.J. letting her absorb what was going on and process it all.

All Will knew was that Dave needed to pull through this...for everyone's sake.