He couldn't tell when the bullet ripped through him. He just knew it did. He felt it tear through his back and stop suddenly,and when he tried to breath,he coughed,and a few drops of blood fell to the ground.

There was noise. Various voices were trying to get his attention. He only recognized a few of them,though. He heard Mac and Danny yelling his name,and he looked up at them.

Strange... When had his vision gone blurry? He noticed his hearing suddenly starting to fade along with his sight.

Desperately,he tried to keep his eyes open,but he struggled to.

''Genesis,hang on!''

Somewhere in the haze of his mind he heard his children crying,and that was the last thing he heard before he collapsed.

''Dammit,Horatio's gonna kill me!''Danny gulped,''I didn't even see the shooter!''

Mac heard sirens off in the distance. ''Never-mind Horatio,what about Jay?!''

Tires screeched to a halt,and Danny pulled the unconscious redhead's children aside so the EMT's could do their job.

Dorian fought stubbornly in Danny's hold.

''Lemme go! I wanna go with him!''

Mac came over and forced him back into his blond friend's hands. ''No. You need to go home with Danny.'' The New York detective looked at Aidan,who,despite the tears streaming down his cheeks,held an expression that was painfully blank as he stared at the blood the stained the stretcher and ground.

''Aidan...?''Mac called softly. The boy involuntarily held his tongue. He didn't know what to say...not that he had anything to say. He just stared.

Mac watched him,watched his eyes,and saw suddenly that the blood was twisting him somehow.

''Danny,take Dorian home. I need to say with Aidan.''

The blond nodded and managed to drag him to the car,but he stopped once the car door was shut to stare at Aidan himself. He saw the blank expression,and saw that young blue eyes weren't so pure. Danny saw that something was slowly creeping its way into the child's mind.

It wasn't necessarily the sight of a loved one down,but rather the blood that soaked into the cloth on the stretcher and met the rain that captured him.

Jay stood behind Horatio in the kitchen,head hung low as he readied himself for what was sure to be either a lecture,a painful blow,or both. Though he hadn't expected it,he'd been dragged home by the man.

Horatio had his back turned to the Angel,arms folded,not trusting himself to look at him. He didn't know what he wanted to say. He was angry. That was for sure. Jay could see his shoulders were tense.

''What do you have to say for yourself?''the redhead finally whispered.

Jay,losing the sight of value in his life,glared. ''I don't know. I was hoping you could beat it out of me.''

Horatio whipped around suddenly,and rather than create a broken jaw,like the Angel expected,his fist found Jay's stomach instead. The pain that shot through him forced the Angel to double over,leaning against the elder redhead.

''It's been a while since you took a solid hit to the gut,hasn't it?''Horatio asked bluntly.

Jay dropped to the floor and broke into a coughing fit. That was going to be a nasty bruise in a few minutes.

The redhead looked down at him,wanting to hit him more. Jay slowly made his way to his knees,and that was when a good solid kick in the face came that snapped his head back,and he fell over.

''Ya know,''Jay paused to cough and spit blood out of his mouth,''for an old man...you sure have a good kick...''

''In my line of work,it's necessary.''

Jay chuckled quietly as he struggled to his feet. He could feel the bruise on his stomach forming already,and his jaw hurt like hell.

Once standing,he smiled at the redhead,ignoring the blood dripping from his split lip. ''I expected you to hit harder,though.''

Horatio watched him sit up on the floor and prop himself up against the wall before he yanked the man up from his place.

''You really are stupid.''

Jay grinned. ''Tell me something I don't know.'' He heard the redhead's teeth grind.

''Any rules I should know about?''the Angel asked when Horatio let go of him.

''No weapons.''

Jay nodded,and Horatio's eyes widened when his feet were swept out from under him.

Horatio yanked the man down and threw him,knocking over a chair. Jay yelped when he got hauled to his feet,and when he felt a solid left hook hit him in the jaw,he fell backwards.

''Hey,you said no weapons! You cheater!''

''Sorry. I can't really do anything about the bionic arm... And you should be used to people cheating in fights!''Horatio blurted.

Jay launched up and tackled him to the floor. ''Even the Noches don't cheat in a fight!''

''Eric,you on your way out?''Calleigh called.

''Yeah,why?''

''Can you make sure Jay and Horatio aren't trying to kill each-other?''

Eric sighed and grinned softly. ''If he wanted Jay dead,Horatio would have killed him before he left the interrogation room.''

The blond nodded. ''True,but just to be safe,keep an eye open.''

The Cuban smiled and left. ...

The moment Eric opened the front door,he heard cursing from multiple dictionaries,and the living room was a mess. The lamp was knocked over and broken...Oh well,Eric hated that lamp any way,but the coffee table was out of place,too.

Wandering into the kitchen,Eric found that in worse condition than the living room. The table and chairs were thrown aside,dishes were broken,and the floor was a mix of dirt and blood.

He stared for a few minutes,listening to the insults before he finally had enough.

''WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?!''

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