So this is something that wouldn't leave my head after reading spoilers about Jamie being involved in a fatal shooting etc - not sure it will make any sense but I had to get it down. Don't know if I will get it all posted before the episode airs but remember that this is just MY idea loosely based on the spoilers.

As usual I don't own anyone that you recoginse - if I did we would see a lot more of Jamie!

I Think I Need Help

The dark sedan screeched to a halt outside the building where a good chunk of the NYPD were now situated. Detective Danny Reagan almost tumbled out of the car in his haste to assess what was going on. He quickly scanned the sea of blue uniforms to find a familiar face, "Sgt Renzulli!" he called as he dashed over to the older officer, closely followed by his partner, "What we got?"

Sgt Tony Renzulli glanced at Danny, then up towards the sky, "Guy on the roof...threatening to jump..we think he might be involved with your drug cartel somehow, that's why we called you in," Renzulli glanced nervously towards the roof again. Danny frowned at his actions, "Sarge, what aren't you telling me?"

Renzulli let out a breath, "The first two responding officers are on the roof trying to talk him down..."

"Jamie," breathed Danny. Renzulli nodded. Danny's stomach almost dropped to the floor thinking of his brother up there trying to talk the man down. What if it didn't work? What if the worst case scenario happened? How would Jamie cope with that?

He tried to resist the urge to race straight up to the roof to take over...they were on the job, they had to be professional about this. He began to look round, assessing what was around him - more uniformed officers, paramedics...good - they were ready for any eventuality, as usual.

"Ok then, me and Jackie will go up, see what we can do," he told the officer as calmly as he could, but Renzulli knew that protective big brother mode had kicked in - just as he knew that it wouldn't affect what Danny did one bit!

It took a few minutes for the detectives to get as far as they could in the lift. They spoke to the security officer who was covering the foot of the stairs that led to the roof. As they were about to start climbing the stairs, the unmistakable sound of a gunshot echoed around them. Without hesitation, Danny drew his gun and bounded up the stairs - two at a time - fear at what he might find when he got up there coursing through his body.

He burst through the door that led onto the roof - gun drawn - Jackie hot on his heels.

"No... Dad...no!" A boy, who looked to be about fifteen, was being held tightly by Jamie's partner as he struggled violently to escape his grip. "It's ok kid-it's going to be ok," Vinnie was trying to soothe the distraught boy.

"Where's Jamie?" demanded Danny. Vinnie inclined his head in the direction of where Jamie was. Danny looked over to see his brother crouched over a figure that lay prone on the floor, "Get him out of here!" he barked at Vinnie, who after one last glance over at Jamie, did as he was ordered.

"Jack, get the paramedics up here," he requested quietly as he rubbed a hand over his face.

"Danny!" his brothers panicked cry sent him running to the younger man's side. The man on the floor was bleeding profusely despite the fact that Jamie was putting as much pressure on the wound as he could. Looking at the injured man, Danny felt certain that he was in an extremely bad way, "He raised his gun. I kept asking him to put it down. He even pointed it at his kid! He was going to shoot his kid!" Jamie told him - speaking so quickly that he hardly had time to take a breath. Danny didn,t know what to say at that moment, but luckily the paramedics arrived. One of them gently'moved Jamie's hand, "It's ok officer, we've got him now," he informed them. Jamie looked at the paramedic, then Danny, confusion evident on his face, "What...?"

Danny helped Jamie stand up on legs that didn't seem to want to support him. He kept a steadying arm around him so that he wouldn't crumble to the floor. They both watched in silence as the medical team battled to stabilise their patient.

"He moved..." Jamie started to mumble, "I was going to try to disarm him, but he moved... God his kid saw..." He suddenly found it hard to breathe. His head began to spin as the rapid, shallow breaths he was taking were not fulfilling his oxygen needs. Before he knew it he was sat on the floor with his brother calmly trying to get him to breathe.

Danny was shocked at how quickly Jamie seemed to go into shock. He sat on the cold, hard floor with his arm still around his now trembling brother, willing his breathing to slow down. Jackie, who had now joined them, looked on in concern. She'd never seen the younger Reagan like this before - but then again this was the first time, that she was aware of, that Jamie had shot and almost killed a person in the line of duty.

"We've got to get him to the hospital, " one of the paramedics told the detectives, "Is he ok?" he asked, glancing at Jamie. Danny nodded, "He will be. It's his first one.'What about him? Will he make it?"

The paramedic shrugged his shoulders a little, "I'm not sure - it's bad," was all he said as they wheeled their patient to the stairs to begin the arduous task of getting him down from the roof.

Danny sighed as he looked at Jackie, who still looked as anxious as he was sure he looked. What should he do now? He needed to get Jamie out of there, but he didn't want all his brothers' colleagues to see him in the state he was in at that moment.

Luckily for him, it was taken out of his hands by Jamie unsteadily getting to his feet. Jackie put a hand out to help steady him but he batted it away, "I'm ok," he mumbled, "I need to write my report. They'll be an investigation ...my gun..." he trailed off as he stumbled past the two detectives.

They both soon sprung into action. Danny walked beside him while Jackie led the way in the hope that other people wouldn't see much of the blood that covered Jamie's hands and uniform. It seemed to work well. No extra anxiety was caused and any shock at the sight of so much blood on the younger man was quickly covered up - after all, the majority of officers there had been in a similar situation or knew someone who had. Renzulli and Vinnie ran up to them, "How you doing?" Renzulli asked kindly.

"I'm ok sarge. I need to do my report and hand my gun in and..."

The older man looked at Danny's anxious face and nodded, "Come on Reagan - let's get you back to the precinct - get you cleaned up, then take it from there. Cruz you're with me!" Jamie's partner nodded and quickly opened the door to the sargents squad car, "I can open a door Vinnie," Jamie smiled - his smile dropped as he looked down at his hands, his breathing quickening as he turned and sought out Danny, "Danny! Is this my blood?"

The older man swallowed hard at his brothers panicked face - he put a hand on his shoulder, "No Jamie, you're alright. Go with the sarge and I'll see you later."

He patted him on the back as he got in the car, sighing deeply as he watched it drive away.

"He'll be ok Danny," Jackie comforted.

"Yeah," Danny whispered, unconvinced.

Two days later came the news that the suspect had died from his injuries. Frank, being the police commissioner, was one of the first to know. His assistant watched her boss's face carefully, the battle between the father and the PC obvious in his expressions, "Shall I ask Officer Reagan to come and see you? After all it was his first..."

Frank sighed, " No - I don't do that with other officers so I can't be seen to be treating Jamie any differently, although god knows I want to!"

Baker smiled and nodded her understanding, "I'll get you a coffee..." she said as she exited the room.

"Baker," she stopped, " Will you get Danny on the phone for me please."

"Of course commissioner," knowing that that would be Frank's way of being a father as well as the PC.

Danny put the phone down after his father's call and rubbed his face, "The guy that Jamie shot...died this morning."

Jackie shook her head, "Damn I'm sorry Danny. Does Jamie know?"

"I'm sure he does by now," Danny replied, dialling Sgt Renzulli as he did so.

"Hey Sarge, Danny Reagan - heard about Jamie's guy - does he know? What? He's back on the beat? Yeah I guess - ok sarge...thanks."

Danny looked at his partner, " Renzulli told Jamie - apparently he's ok - he's back on the street!"

"Well perhaps that's a good thing. Get him back out there - it happens with all officers."

"I know Jack...but this is my kid brother...he needs to be sharp out there...I can't..."

"That's just it Danny - he IS your brother - he's going to be fine!" Jackie insisted.

Danny let out a long breath, "Yeah I guess..."

So that's chapter one. Was going to do the whole story as a one shot but I think that you would probably fall asleep, so now it's a two shot.

Hope its ok. I always worry that they are to out of character but I'm sure you would tell me if they were. As always, I don't know any medical stuff so that's all made up and you might have noticed I used the word 'lift' instead of 'elevator' I'm from the UK and that's our word.

Bit more angst and comfort in the next (and last) chapter.