AN: Happy M-Sec Sunday! WOW that episode was great. That's an understatement obviously! I hope you all enjoyed it! This chapter is more of a filler chapter I needed to get me through the next part (which is halfway done). This chapter was getting so long I decided to split it in two..one because of the length and two, well so you could have an update! Hope you all enjoy! I hope to get the next update up sooner...please keep the comments coming - they mean the world to me...and thanks for those sticking with it even though I have been slow lately!

Chapter 4

"Excuse me, Sir?" Frank held up his hand at the man moving toward Henry's hospital room around 6am the next morning.

The scruffy haired man held up his hand in apology. "I'm sorry. I'm Will Adams, the Secretary's brother."

Frank softened his gaze . "ID please."

Will handed over his ID and Frank called it into his earpiece for verification. He didn't recall the secretary ever mentioning a brother and he had to make sure. Frank soon handed back his ID after someone confirmed in his earpiece and allowed him to proceed. "Thank you Mr. Adams."

Politely nodding as he put his passport away, he opened the door quietly and entered the room. What he saw was oddly peaceful and beautiful, yet heartbreaking at the same time; Elizabeth curled up to Henry, his hand covering hers as they both slept. He knew Henry was not conscious and made notes of what machines he was on, what his vitals were and such. His medical degree told him Henry was stable, which was good, but he'd want to find more out from his surgeon to make sure everything was being done properly. He knew his sister probably only half heard the doctor explain things to her; as did most families he had encountered in these situations. He wanted to be prepared to explain everything and make sure she understood.

Not wanting to disturb his sister seeing as she was actually resting, he went to the closet for a blanket and covered her. Then he closed the door and turned to Frank. "How long has she been asleep?" Will asked her security guard

"I can't say how long she's been sleeping, but she's been lying there next to him since around 10pm last night when he got out of surgery." Rest was the best thing for her PTSD following any trigger or episode. He didn't know if she had panicked, but regardless – it was traumatic for her and she needed rest as much as Henry if she was going to be any help to him.

Will nodded as he saw Dr. Gibson approaching to check on Henry.

"Dr. Gibson." He said, offering his hand to Will

"Dr. Will Adams. The brother-in-law."

"Ah."

"Mind if I join you? I'd like to view Henry's chart if I can." Will said, getting right to the point. He needed to familiarize himself quickly to be prepared for to prepare his sister for whatever he needed to.

Dr. Gibson eyed him for a minute and agreed. The doctor turned to go in, but Will put his hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Doctor, if you don't mind – can we review Henry's chart first. My sister is sleeping and I'd like for her to sleep as long as possible."

"Sure." Dr. Gibson agreed, leading Will down the hall to the waiting room where he could review the file; a professional courtesy.

"So where do you practice Dr. Adams?" Dr. Gibson asked, trying to get a sense of why Dr. Adams seemed to be so suspicious of him.

"Syria. I'm a surgeon. You haven't done surgery until you've done it in a third world country with limited resources."

"Very admirable."

The pair continued the discussion of Henry's injuries and Will was satisfied with the care Henry had received and they made their way to Henry's room to check on him. Will explained to Dr. Gibson he wasn't trying to find fault with him, but rather trying to understand Henry's injuries so he could help Elizabeth cope.

Upon entering the room, Dr. Gibson wasn't pleased to find Elizabeth curled up to Henry. "Dr. Adams, perhaps this evening you could convince your sister to sleep in the bed we have had placed for her. I don't want her to fidget in her sleep and disturb Dr. McCord's neck brace." Dr. Gibson suggested quietly as he checked the data recorded on Henry's machines.

"Good luck with that." Will said dryly. He knew his sister well enough to know it was going to be difficult to pry her from her husband's side. He'd always been happy his sister had found Henry. Their connection and love for one another was deeper than he'd ever seen before. He was so grateful his sister found that happiness, Henry filled the hole in her heart left by their parents. But because she loved him so much, he knew this was even harder for her to see him like this. Terrifying. It was the same thing he recognized in Henry when he had called him to tell him about Elizabeth in Iran. He'd never heard such anguish from Henry.

Elizabeth stirred as she sensed movement around her. Henry's machines were beeping differently then the pattern she was used to overnight.

She soon realized that the Doctor was in checking him that may have caused his heart rate to rise. She kissed his temple and tried to soothe him. "Shh. It's okay baby. The doctor is just here checking on you."

The doctor noted the reduction in his heart rate when she spoke and Will raised his eyebrows at him.

"Mrs. McCord, I need to change your husband's dressings, can you give me a little more room?" Dr. Gibson asked nicely.

She nodded and kissed her husband again. "I'll be right back sweetheart. Dr. Gibson needs to change your bandages. Okay?"

Stepping off the bed, she bumped into Will and jumped in fright.

"Will what are you doing here?" she asked, nestling into his embrace, grateful for the hug.

"You shouldn't be alone." He whispered into her hair. "Stevie called me."

Elizabeth sighed into her brother's chest. Part of her wanted to be angry at Stevie, but part of her was happy he was there. She'd been through two life threatening situations in the past several weeks and as difficult as it was for her to admit, she needed to lean on her brother. She'd almost lost her husband and it was scary. Scarier than when she'd lost her parents. Only Will would understand her anguish.

Will embraced his sister tightly. "It's okay Lizzie." He whispered to her as he felt her tears stinging his neck.

When Dr. Gibson had finished with Henry he nodded to Will as he left the room. Elizabeth immediately pulled away, wiping at her face and moved back toward Henry. Will grabbed her hand gently, pulling her back. "Lizzie, when was the last time you ate?" he knew his sister well. She was thin to begin with, but she looked even thinner now.

She paused. She wasn't really sure. "I'm not hungry." She said simply.

"You need to eat Lizzie." He insisted as gently as he could. "Why don't you come back to the hotel with me and shower, change and I'll buy you breakfast. You'll feel better once you do."

"No. I need to stay until Henry wakes up." She said, curling around Henry once again.

"It could be a while. Please Lizzie?" he asked again, gently touching her shoulder.

"Fine." She finally agreed. "Baby, I'll be back soon. Will is here, so I'm going to go have some breakfast with him. Then I'll be right back. I promise." She told him softly, stroking his hair and planting a kiss to his cheek.