Sorry for haven't updating that long.
1 week later
Eric POV
I heard footsteps coming to my bed. "Have fun in hell, brother" the voice said. Thomas! After a second a couldn't breath anymore. I'm dying! Someone please help me! I wanted to scream. Scream for help. I tried to get air with my lungs but I couldn't. I was helpless. I heard Thomas walking away. I was trapped in the dark like a animal in a cage. Someone please! Nell? Kens? Deeks? Anybody? Nobody was there to help me. My heart stopped beating and I could fell myself slip away. No Eric! You can't give up! Not now. Nell needs you! But it was too late. I had maybe one minute. I stopped with moving. To save air. I heard something but it was to far. I concentrated me on the sound. For a few seconds it was clear, just enough to know who it was. "Mister Beale, are you okay?" the nurse asked. That was the nurse who came every day to refresh my air. No I am not okay! Help me! A needle came in my arm and I felt myself drowning away. No, stop! You are not gonna die! Stop dying! But I couldn't and I felt asleep. I didn't know that I was dead or that it had something to do with the needle. I hoped that last one.
Kensi POV (I'm not good with Densi so it is just a short part)
I looked over to Nell. She looked like hell. She was worried about Eric. We all were. It wasn't the same without him. It was only Nell who spoke in your ear when you were in the field. I looked at Deeks. "Are you okay?" I asked and he looked up from his paperwork. "Yeah, I'm fine" he answered but I knew that he was lying. But I didn't say anything about it.
Nell POV
My phone rang for the 5th time that day. The caller ID was Eric Beale. For a second I thought it was him. But then reality hit me. It wasn't him. He was in a coma. I sighed and answered the call. "Hello?" I said. "Hay. Are you Nell Jones? Stupid question of course you are, I'm calling with you" a woman's voice said. "Yeah I'm Nell Jones" I said. "I'm Katherin Beale, Eric's sister but can you come to the hospital?" she asked. "Of course, I'll be right there" I answered and hung up. You can say that I raced to the hospital. I probably broke a few speed laws. But when I got there a woman ran to me. She had dark brown hair and the same blue eyes Eric had. She must be Katherin. She wore long jeans and a shirt that came to her belt, instead of Eric's shorts and shirts. With clothes they were like day and night. And all of her clothing was black also were her creepers. She hugged me so tight that it was hard to breath. So I lost my thoughts and came back to reality. "If they were one second later he was dead" she said. "What do you mean?" I asked not knowing what she meant. "Someone pulled his air away and he isn't able to breath by himself yet" she explained and I didn't know what to say. "But they saved him". "Can we see him?" I asked. I wanted to know if he was save. I wanted to see him with my own eyes. "Not yet, sorry" she said. Fuck it. Fuck it all.
We waited almost full 2 hours until we heard someone ask "Family of Eric Beale?". "Yes we are" Katherin answered. "Mister Beale is awake".