She was lying still at the bottom of the staircase, motionless, her breathing was light and hardly noticeable. Her vest was wet and now filling with a blood stain. When he reached her, her eyes were shut. He felt like he just experienced a blast from the past, the memories just flooded through his head. All the times he should have just told her, were stuck in his head.

He ripped open the vest, the sound of the velcro didn't make any noise. It was soaked with blood, which made Jamie break inside. Her uniform was filling with red. He couldn't feel of the gunshot hole which put him in a panic. He pushed onto her stomach, hoping he could find the pressure point to stop it from leaking.

Her eyes fluttered open and flew right to Jamie. His face was full of nerves, which scared her. She was too confused to remember what happened, but when she saw him holding onto her she felt safe. She reached her hand over to grab onto his hand.

Jamie was her security blanket. She stuck by him for 5 years and never had any doubts that he wouldn't keep her safe.

He took her hand and looked at her, "look at me," he said shaky, "you are not leaving me right here. You hear me?" He said sternly.

His emotions were all jumbled up, and so were hers. "I'm sorry," she cried, "I'm so sorry."

Jamie put his head against hers, he felt her tears on his cheek. He felt her breathing go from high to low. He couldn't hear her crying any longer. He lifted his head and her eyes were closed. He could barely see her chest moving up and down.

'It's too late', he thought to himself as he cradled her head in his hands on his lap. He was right behind her footsteps, when she bolted up the stairs, nobody was blocking her view. She was on her own. She chased the perp up 6 flights of stairs on her own.

"Eddie, EDDIE!" he yelled at her. When she didn't respond, something in his gut told him this was the end.

Jamie took one of her hands in his own and held it tight. Her finger were small and cold. The tips of her fingers were just lying on his when he felt a tiny squeeze of her index finger on his palm. A shock wave ran through his body, the world around him froze.

He saw her happy, jumpy, outgoing self in front of him. She was smiling as if no one could take her happiness away. He was walking her home, from the bar after tour, both of them tipsy, but still in their right minds. That's when he snapped back to reality.

Renzulli arrived on the scene when he heard the ten-thirteen and saw Jamie's face flushed red. He stopped in his tracks, when he noticed Eddie on the floor, blood all around her. Jamie looked flustered, confused and lost.

"Reagan!" Renzulli called out as he ran over to him. He knelt down next to Eddie who laid motionless on the cement floor. He helped put pressure on her stomach.

Paramedics surrounded him, he didn't understand a word that was said to him, nor did he care. Eddie was pulled from his arms, onto the stretcher and that's when he saw all the blood from her uniform on the floor, all over the place.

Jamie watched as the put the oxygen mask on her and pumped air into her body. He was getting ready to follow Eddie onto the bus when he felt Renzulli's arm pull him back.

"Reagan, you need to stay at the scene." he dreaded every word when he spoke, and he knew that Jamie would want to kill him.

"Sarge," he said as he turned his head.

"Jamie, you need to stay."

"I'm Leaving Sarge," Jamie said sternly.

"REAGAN!"

"EDDIE IS LYING IN A STRETCHER, BLEEDING OUT BECAUSE I FAILED TO PROTECT HER." He screamed. He grabbed his gun and shield and tossed them to Renzulli. "You know where to find me."

Jamie sat in ICU next to Eddie. She was hooked up to machines, needles in her arms, and a ventilator helping her breathe. A doctor continued to come in to check on her. A knock on the door caused Jamie to turn his head. He was the only one in ICU visiting because only one person was allowed in the room at a time he refused to leave her side.

"Hey," Frank said as he walked into Eddie's room.

"Hey," Jamie said depressed.

Franks sighed, "she's not doing good is she?"

"Well, she's here," he said and took a breath, "but… I don't think she's here."

"Jamie, I understand that she was shot," he started and his voice got stronger, "but, you were not allowed to leave that crime scene. You and Eddie were the first to arrive. You had a duty to stay and-"

Jamie cut him off, "-and Eddie was shot. I watched her fall down those stairs and smack her head, while I was right behind her. I wasn't fast enough." he said in regret.

He looked down and then back up at Jamie, "I'm sorry, but I have to put you on modified assignment until further notice."

"It's fine, I'm going to be taking time off anyway," he said and looked up at him. "I have 5 years of sick days that haven't been used."

"Jamie, why are you acting this way?"

Jamie rubbed his hands in his face, sighed and looked up, "Because I never told her, and now" he said pointing, "now it's too late."

"Jamie, she'll wake up."

"The doctor said that she's pretty much gone, but in different words."

Frank didn't know what to say. He knew Jamie was protective over his partners, but when he saw the way he stayed on watch, he knew Jamie's regrets. He walked around the bed and planted a kiss on her forehead, she was cold and her color was flushed from her face.

Close to midnight, all visit hours were over, but Jamie refused to leave. He took a fight on with one of the nurses and eventually won his way over. The heart machine was constant, it was beeping towards the same rhythm each time.

Jamie kept watch over her all night. He couldn't fall asleep no matter how tired he was and refused to close his eyes. Her color was completely drained from her face. It didn't look like his Eddie.

Jamie was startled by a knock at the door when he saw Renzulli standing there in front of him.

"I never once thought this would happen." He said sadly as he sat down next to him.

Jamie was so flustered and confused, he didn't want to believe it nor could he. "She-she's gone. She's just here in person."

Jamie held onto her hand all night and still didn't let it go. He took a deep breath and look back at Renzulli. "I never told her." He admitted.

He was shocked. Jamie never confessed his feelings. He could see they continued to grow closer and closer over the past year. He figured they were sneaking around, but never said anything that came out as false information.

"What?" he said in shock

"I should have told her and now, it's too late. I had so many opportunities and I missed on them, because I had one goal to keep her safe, and I thought she was safest with me. I guess I was wrong." He was going to continue when he heard the nurse come in with a clipboard full of papers and pens.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to give this to you." She said as she placed the stack of papers in his hand.

Renzulli waited for the nurse to leave, when he spoke, "what are those for."

Jamie looked up at Eddie, "life support papers."

"Jamie…" he said in sorrow.

"She told me before she didn't want to be a vegetable lying on a bed everyone feeling bad for. It was easier back then, but now…" his voice cracked. "I don't want to give her up this easily."

"Give it some time and thought. You're not in your right mind right now. Why don't you go take a look through her locker? She has some stuff in there that has been piling up. I think it's your turn to do some researching." he told him and got up. He gave a small smile to Eddie before he walked out, hoping this wouldn't be hospital last time visiting.