"Somebody get me Henry!"

Cady kneels down next to Vic. She is still sober enough to check her breathing and make sure she has a pulse but she knows she shouldn't make too many more decisions than that on her own right now. She looks up and sees Henry quickly approaching. He also kneels down to Vic's side.

"What happened?"

"I don't know. She'd just asked me if I knew where dad was when I noticed her wince like she was in pain. I asked her if she was alright and then she just collapsed and fell to the floor. Henry stands up holding Vic in his arms.

"Come, get the door for me."

The crowd parts as Henry carries Vic toward his office. Cady opens the door and he turns sideways to ease her through without hitting her head on the way in. It's much quieter as she shuts the door. He gently lays her on the couch and starts his own assessment. "Go get a damp towel." Cady heads out to the bar and returns with a clean, damp bar towel. Henry places it across Vic's forehead. Vic is breathing, but it is more swallow than it should be.

"How long should we wait before we do something Henry?"

There's a knock at the door. Henry looks at Cady as a voice sounds through the door. "It's Ferg, I saw Henry carrying Vic through the bar, is everything okay?" Henry nods at Cady and she opens the door to let him in. He rushes over to the couch, "What happened?"

"We do not know."

"How long has it been?"

Henry looks at his watch, "About five minutes."

"Don't people who just pass out usually wake back up pretty quickly. If she's still out there may be something more serious going on."

"Cady, check Vic's pocket for her keys and cell phone. We will be able to get her to the hospital faster if we go in her truck and run the lights and siren."

Ferg takes the keys from Cady and goes to pull Vic's truck around to the back door while Henry once again gathers Vic in his arms. He and Cady navigate back through the crowd and are out the door just as Ferg hops out and runs around to the rear passenger side. Cady climbs in first and together she and Ferg help Henry slide Vic into the backseat with her head on Cady's lap.

"You two go on ahead, I will follow in a few minutes. I need to make sure someone can stay and lock up in case I am not back in time for closing. I will call Vic's husband to let him know what has happened."

Ferg speaks up, ""He's out of town and I don't think Vic would want you to call him."

Henry thinks about the information he provided to Vic a short time ago, "You are right, she would not, but we must do it anyway. It is our responsibility to contact him about his wife. It becomes his responsibility to do the right thing from there." Henry pauses for a moment remembering the conversation he recently had in which Walt admitted to caring for Vic as a woman and not just as his deputy. For the first time his wishes his friend owned a cell phone. "Ferg, try to get Walt on the radio. I do not know about Shaun, but I do know Walt will want to know about Vic."

He closes the door as Ferg runs back around to the driver's side. He watches Ferg drive off, hitting the lights and sirens and walks into the bar and his office. He sits at his desk and stares at Vic's phone in his hands. He knows that Vic no longer wishes to be married to Shaun. He is not sure how Shaun feels about Vic but there are indications that he feels the same way she does. Regardless, he is still her husband and has a right to know. If he is any kind of man at all, he will want to know and be willing to cut his trip short to come be with her. He almost feels as though he is betraying his friend as he looks up the number and hits the call button but he knows that in spite of Walt's feelings, he would agree that calling Shaun is the right thing to do.

Walt's driving steadily, but not so fast as to draw unnecessary attention to himself. He has just left reservation land when he hears the radio come to life. Static "Walt, It's Ferg, Come in Walt." He glances at the radio and then back to the road ahead of him. He decides to ignore the call. After a minute it comes again. Static "Walt, It's important."

"Maybe you should answer him Sheriff, he says it's important."

Walt glares at Jacob, reaches over and switches off the radio. "Whatever it is, Deputies Moretti and Ferguson are more than capable of handling it without me."

"What about Deputy Connally?"

"He's on administrative leave, thanks to you and your sidekick David Ridges."

"I've told you that I barely know the man."

"Right."

"Where are you taking me?"

"I wouldn't worry about that if I were you."

"What should I be worried about then?"

"For starters how much patience I will have before I decide I'm done with you."