Missing parts from the Montreal bombing. This is a tad bit cannon divergent.

Jason. I need to find Jason. That is the only thing on my mind. People are rushing around me and my security detail is pushing me in the direction of a safe location. Before I can think about it, I've pushed Jimmy to the floor to run past him outside. I scan the crowd, trying to look past the running people, looking for my baby in the faces of the injured.

"Jason!" Before I can take time to listen for a response, Matt is picking me up, throwing me over his shoulder to carry me back inside.

"No, I have to find him! Matt, please!"

"We'll find Jason Ma'am. You have to come with me." He sounds less professional than usual, of course so do I.

"Put me down, I promise I'll come with you." He hesitates before dropping me to my feet he doesn't let go of my arm until we meet the rest of the detail and Jay in a stairwell. When Jay sees me, he hands me a tissue from his pocket, only then do I feel the tears that are falling uncontrollably from my eyes.

"Jay, I need to find Jason." He nods and holds up both of our phones,

"I'm trying to call him on mine, and pull up his location on yours." I nod at him, it doesn't make me breathe any easier though. I grab my phone hoping for the location to pop up. All its doing is giving me a loading error, over and over. I open the messaging app just to find my hands to shaky to actually type a text. "Ma'am?" Jay questions as he points to the DS agents trying to get us up to the Hotel room. I start to climb the steps following strategically squished between Jimmy and Matt.

"Who's looking for him?" I ask my detail while we climb 15 flights of stairs, tears and worry still clearly present in my voice.

"The Mounties have control of the scene they will let us know." Jimmy answers. I nod, but that information does nothing to quell my fears. I re-open find my iPhone and hope it loads Jason's location this time. It doesn't. I am exiting the app to call Henry when Jay yells.

"I got him! He just texted! He's in the hotel!" I try to break out into a run, stopped by Jimmy in front of me.

"Ma'am we have to go slowly in order to get the doors covered of the floor above us." I want to throw him down again, but I just nod and continue the slow and careful assent. When we finally reach the 15th floor there is little anyone can do to keep me from running to the room. I run through the room opening all of the doors.

"Jason! Jase are you in here?" Once I clear the entire suite I turn back to Matt. "Did anyone check Piper's room?" I receive 3 head shakes in reply. I turn to exit the suite and I run 5 rooms over. I find myself banging on the door frantically.

"Jason, baby its mom, are you in there? Jason, Piper? Open the door!" When he open the door I feel the breath that had been taken from me return.

"Are you okay? When did you get back? Where's Piper? Did she get back?" I'm rapid firing questions when I notice the music playing in the room. My love...

"Is that Luther Vandross?" I finish my scan of the room and notice the chocolate covered strawberries and condoms on the bed.

"Oh God." I say quickly exiting the room.

I yell from the hallway, "Get dressed both of you." I make my way back into my room.

"Jay please take a DS agent with you, and start trying to figure out what happened out there." He nods taking the dismissal. I take a deep breath when I'm alone in the room. My emotions are fried, going from absolute maternal terror, to freeing relief, to complete maternal frustration with my teenager. I let out a sob as I involuntarily remember the explosion, reminding me of another explosion. I try to stave off the images of Iran, I don't have time for it. I sink down into the nearest chair and hold my spinning head in my hands. I take controlled breaths counting the seconds. I hear a knock on the door. I slowly stand and wipe the tears from my face.

When I open the door all I see is my baby. I pull him into a hug, holding him tight.

"Mom?" He sounds confused.

"I thought you were dead. You can't lie to me about where you are on diplomatic trips." I hear my voice crack "I thought you were dead."

"How much trouble am I in?" He asks seemingly apathetic to the situation.

"A lot." I say pulling away from him. "Go tell Piper that we are leaving." I shake my head as he walks out of the room, simultaneously overjoyed that he's not hurt and extremely frustrated at his actions. I take out my phone to text Henry "Everyone's okay, we'll be on the plane in 45 mins. Call you then." I take another deep breath and go to pack my suitcase. Putting my feelings in it too until I can be with Henry later.