It was a long, tense ride back to the Jade Building. Neither of the car's occupants said a word during the long drive across Manhattan.

Elisa was aware that Matt was angry. He had held it in admirably, but the longer they were in the car, the more she could almost feel his temper rising. Matt was pretty even tempered, so it took a lot to make him blow his top…

After a couple of years working together, Elisa sensed that he was rapidly getting to that point, but was clueless on how to stop it.

In the end, she didn't have the energy to worry about him and Goliath.

True to his word, Matt got her on to the elevator.

It was there that Elisa realized that she didn't have the elevator security key necessary to get to her condo. She had expected to be returning home with Goliath, so hadn't thought about actually bringing her keys.

When she told Matt this, she thought he was going to put his fist through a wall in frustration.

He stormed over to the security guard's station and asked if there was any way that he could help. The security guard took one look at her, at her bloody clothing, and rushed toward her offering his help. After Elisa verified who she was, and promised that Matt was a friend and not some creepy stalker, the guard activated the penthouse level on the keypad with his own set of keys.

"Thank you," Elisa said, grateful to finally be so close to home.

Matt was staying silent, but Elisa could see the muscle twitch in his jaw that only happened when he reached his anger limit. If anything happened after this point, he would explode.

Right there.

In the lobby.

Before the elevator made it to the ground floor.

"Matt, What…."

"Shut up," Matt snapped. "Next time I hear an officer down call from your location, I want to hear your voice behind it letting everyone know that it was not you."

Elisa opened her mouth to ask what had happened, but Matt glared her into silence. Because they were still in the lobby, he kept his voice low, but no less angry. "Here is how the situation happened. First, there was the "all clear". Suddenly, there was an "Officer Down" call. Next thing I know, Captain Chavez is a mess because Goliath is on the roof without you and you never showed up at the station. And then we hear that two officers were taken to the hospital. One dead on arrival from a gunshot, the other was wounded at the site and was being taken to the ER."

Elisa wisely held her tongue as Matt continued. "You can only imagine how it felt to hear that the officers who went to the hospital were both from the 23rd. We knew that there was one female and one male, but we didn't know who was alive, and who was dead. The reports coming in were scattered and no one at the station could figure out who was alive and who was dead, but there had only been one female officer on the scene. You."

Elisa hung her head. "Damn it," she swore harshly.

"Oh, don't start swearing yet," Matt said. "because here is the fun part. The hospital was withholding the names until families could be notified. While this was all going on, Captain Chavez forgot she was wearing one of your communicators, so Goliath was getting the whole confused situation before any of us had the whole story. Then he comes and gets me, while I was investigating a B and E nearby, and tells me that I need to come with him because he doesn't know if you are alive or not."

Elisa went to run her hands over her face and winced visibly at the movement and grabbed at her injured shoulder.

Matt looked surprised for a moment. "What's wrong with your shoulder?"

Elisa sent him a withering look. "Oh, can I talk now?"

Matt glared at her.

The elevator bell rang, letting them know that it had finally gotten to the ground floor. The two of them walked into the elevator car and waited for the doors to shut before they continued their "discussion".

"Matt, seriously, you are pissing me off big time right now."

"Good," Matt said. "That would be a vast improvement to this pale helpless weakling you have looked like since I saw you at the hospital. Get angry and fight back!" he demanded. "Talk and get it all out. Start with you being hurt."

Elisa clenched her jaw. "Fine. You want to hear about it? All of it?"

"That would be nice," Matt snarked.

Elisa unzipped her coat, wincing a little as she moved her injured shoulder again. Letting it drop from her shoulders straight to the floor, she finally revealed the sheer amount of the blood on her shirt. Sure, there was plenty of the dark, dried blood on her jeans, but it was something else entirely to see the whole picture.

It made her feel better when he visibly blanched, but she didn't have any pity left in her. She turned so that Matt got a look at her bandaged arm.

"Small open wound, requiring a few stitches," Elisa reported in a deadpan voice. "The bullet that killed Carver went through him and caught my arm, because he was helping me to my feet at the time he was shot."

Elisa gestured to her jeans. "This is all Carver's blood. I was kneeling beside him, applying pressure to the bullet wound for a few minutes. Until he stopped breathing. I got another officer to hold the wound then, and I performed CPR until the ambulance got there."

Matt ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "Jesus," He muttered.

"The worst part?" Elisa spat out, "The absolute worst part of it all, is that is was one of our guys that did it."

That made Matt pause. "What?"

"It was another cop who shot Carver," Elisa said. She looked Matt in the eyes then, "The 'all clear' had been called out. The bad guys were in custody."

"Then what happened?" Matt asked.

Elisa shook her head. "I don't know." She answered. "But someone is going to need to question him and find out why. Carver's family is going to want… and they deserve… answers."

Matt nodded gravely. "I'll go see what I can find out as soon as you are safely inside."

"Thanks, Matt."

The elevator bell dinged once to let them know they had reached it's destination.

"G'night," Elisa muttered, picking her jacket up off of the floor. She didn't bother putting it back on, since she would have to try to have it cleaned tomorrow in order to keep the stains from setting any more than they already had.

"I'll let you know what I find," Mat said.

Elisa heard the doors close behind her. Taking a steady breath, she walked forward and tried her door knob.

It was time to face the music, and apologize to her husband for the confusion.