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Heartache

I walk into the office having been called there. I was beyond confused, I hadn't done anything. I adjust the strap as I see Kevin. I was so much more confused. "Kev" "come on I signed you out" his presence alone was enough to make me panic. But those six words send me over the edge. My breathing becomes uneven as I rush to follow him. "Kev what's going on" he doesn't answer just getting in his car.

The whole drive he didn't speak. I was freaking out thinking the absolute worst. I get out we were at the hospital. The first thing I feel is my jelly legs. "Kiddo" Adam said running over Kevin was by my side. I glance between them nervously, I figured it had something to do with my dad. "Your dad was shot" Kevin said. That made me relax, my dad had been shoot plenty of times and been fine. I sigh "Frank this time is bad" Adam said coming down so his eyes are my height "it hit his chest he couldn't breath on his own kiddo" tears build up in my eyes, his words crashing my world like a title wave. "His was rushed into surgery he wasn't conscious" he adds I run into the hospital, I race past the other intelligence members who all wore glum looks in the waiting room. I stop in the ED looking around frantically. "Bailey" the voice sounded a million miles away "Bailey" I snap over seeing April beside me looking very concerned. I wipe my eyes "um wheres my uncle Will" she sends me a weak smiles "his upstairs checking on your dad" I let out a sob it felt like my world was crashing before me. My legs give out, lucky two arms wrap around me before I can hit the floor. "Let's get you back out here" I was holding April like she was my lifeline. I felt two strong arms pulling me to their chest, no words were exchanged. I look up to see Hank looking down giving me a weak smile.

We hadn't heard anything "Bai" I look up as Kim spoke to me. I hadn't spoken to anyone since I asked April for Will. "Did you know your dad was hanging out with Angela" everyone watched me carefully. Probably wondering if I was going to reply. "Is she the one who shot him" I sit up they don't say anything. I run my shaky hand through my hair, my eyes just itching to let more tears out. "Uh yeah her and her son whatever his name is dad goes and plays sports with him" everyone nods just Will comes out making everyone practically jump up. I race over wrapping my arms. I feel his arms around me as he tells everyone how it hit an artery. I squeeze a little tighter "is he going to make it" Hank asks tears building up in my eyes "I don't know" I let out a sob to those words. Will leads me through the Ed to the doctors lounge. "How bout you lay down and rest kid" I sigh "how can I rest when I don't know if my dad is going to be ok" "hey he has so much to live for. You are one of the main reasons. He would never leave you. Your his entire world" Will said laying me on the couch stroking my head. "I can't sleep I'm to scared that I will wake up and he will be gone" he sighs "at least lay down and rest your body you been through a lot" I could tell he was considering giving me something to help me relax maybe even sleep. I knew he wouldn't do it he would ask one of the other doctors to. He just held my hand while his other free hand stroked my head just comforting me while he has a break.

Will had to go back to work of course. I laid on the couch for a little bit before my mind started getting the better of me. That's how I ended up here in the waiting room. I didn't sit near Hailey, I couldn't sit and pretend to be nice when I didn't even know if my dads going to make it. I stare off into space, my eyes long since dried. My heart broken, the only thing that could make it better was my dad. "You ok over here" I jump at the new voice. I look over seeing Dr Charles standing beside me. He gestures to sit next to me. I'm sitting beside the corner, he wanted to sit on the other chair beside corner. I nod not saying a word "you been sitting over here for quiet a while" I just listen "why aren't you over there with hailey" I could tell his avoiding the elephant in the room. I look over at the blonde girl, I really didn't know whether I liked her or not. "It's complicated" he gets comfortable "want to tell me about it" I sigh not saying a word "you have been through your fair share of trauma more than most teenagers...i a therapist can't even understand how your standing" I knew it was his way at humour "I usually vent to Adam" he hums "he a good friend of yours" I nod "yeah him and Belle" he nods "they been here at all" "Adam was but he had to leave to work" he nods "do you want to talk about it" I look over at him before looking around sighing. "If they don't fix my dad I will have no one" "that's not true you will have Will and I'm sure the team won't just leave you they love you more than anything as if your related to them." "Will won't win a court case against my mother and if she gets custody let's just say it's certain my life will come to an end" I cut him off "you don't speak about her"I knew he was treading very carefully after my comment "it's better not to talk about her pretend she never existed" "there are amazing doctors and surgeons here most of whom you know your dads going to be fine" tears build up in my eyes "you know your the first person to say that sure they hugged me and held me tight but no one said it" he nods "want to talk about something else i here to listen" he asked Clearly seeing how uncomfortable I become when thinking about my dads condition. "Take your pick you said it yourself I have had a fair share of trauma" he smiles weakly "you pick I was raped by my teacher, students stormed the school with assault rifles, I had a period where I was addicted to drugs just to numb everything, I can probably be classed as an alcoholic with how often I drink although I can stop so maybe I can't be an alcoholic I don't know" I shrug "my dad left me for her but we worked that out and now we're back to being the dream team, my team won the grand final yesterday" tears build up in my eyes as I come to today "I spent three months living with everyone never going home, I hate being alone, I have been in this hospital at least monthly since I was five" "when your dad started" I nod "it's not always bad" I smile "when I was five my dad came home with his arms in" I laugh "his arm in a sling he told he had been shot...I was so worried about him I was five so being shot was this big deadly thing I thought he was going to die I didn't stop crying begging him not to die until they called Will. Will told me my dad wouldn't die I kept asking if he was sure and he told me he was a doctor he wouldn't let my dad die he would make him better...it was like a month later where he was injured it was something simple like a cracked rib I don't remember what though but I played doctor constantly told him all there doctors here didn't know what they were doing, I even stole his phone and called Will who directed me to make him better. It was then I think my dad made me a promise that whenever he got hurt he would have mouse or Hank bring me to med so I could watch the doctors and make sure that everything was ok...he always gave me the biggest strongest hug told me it would keep him coming back to me because it would protect him I didn't hug him this morning" tears drip down my face "his never going to come home and hug me hold me as tight as he can and tell me my hugs make everything better any type of pain just washes away...he even danced on a sprained ankle to make me believe that made it worse but I believed and I know he would do anything to make me believe" Dr Charles rubs my back "you know a hug wasn't going to protect him...I can't promise that he will be ok but I can promise he has the best doctors working on him and that Will is up there making sure" I nod letting out a sob "what other memories do you have of him" I look over at him smiling "I always wanted him to pick me up from school but that didn't always happen most of the time it was mouse and dad would home after dinner just in time to snuggle and put me to bed. When I was eight Dad showed up at school picked me up early, let me put the sirens on as he drove me home, his partner was there I don't remember. I got home so early he even drove around the block a couple times. He was so cool to me my superhero dad. I was also the coolest kid in school for like two years before everyone realised that having someone in their year have a cop for a parent wasn't cool...didn't change what I thought he will always be cool to me" "I imagine that was hard the kids at school thinking his not cool" "yeah I only had Belle she was the only one which was ironic because her dad killed like nine people they still haven't found some of the bodies, her mother is a meth head dealer and she was the only one everyone else hated me bullied me bad" "did you tell anyone" I shake my head "I couldn't tell my dad he was the reason I was getting bullied and I couldn't think of another viable reason he would believe...they would tell him and I couldn't do that to him" I cry shaking my head "what about now" "I got friend Belle mainly but I do have other friends just not as close...Belle she my sister my dad thinks of her as a daughter" I sigh running my hand through my hair "my dad never missed anything important took me to every daddy daughter event there was, his day off was always a Daddy and Ley day doing whatever we wanted. Most Sundays it kinda depended sometimes it was Saturday depending on his shift...we would spend the entire day in our pyjamas he would read books snuggling with me, he would also let me pick if I wanted to dance around the living room he would pick him up spinning me around. It was always my favourite time the time he would devote just to me, like I was the most important thing to him. The air he breathed" "I can promise you are the most important thing to your father" I smile nodding "everyone always tells me that...truth time I have missed our time where he would devote everything to me...I wish to have more days like that but with intelligence and it's unpredictable hours it's harder...I also think he thinks I got to old to listen to him read but I didn't I just joined all these activities and we stopped but I still love listening to him read. Somedays after he thinks I have gone to sleep he reads his files out loud granted they are definitely not bedtime material...generally being about a dead person or some crimes scene he knows...his found me asleep in the hall. He picks me up carrying me to bed" "when your dad wakes up I think you should tell him, he will be at home for a while so I think there will be plenty of time for you to just do whatever" I nod sighing rubbing my face. I just want him to be ok.