The Callahan Archives (In The Shadows)

twenty two.

Cam

"Ma'am, visiting hours are over."  The nurse tapped me on the shoulder. I sat next to Arrows sleeping form in the hospital bed, looking down at him. So many cords and tubes hooked up to him. He was barely alive.

"I know. I'll leave in a minute." I responded dryly. The nurse nodded and stepped back, giving me a few moments. The last few weeks have been awful. I had worried this would happen, and now that is has I don't know what to do. I sighed and grabbed my bag and stood.

I've visited him almost everyday since it happened. Two nurses accompanied his friend Soren so he could visit him. An older brunette lady came in with his sister and of course, most of the agents came with me to visit aswell.

"How is he?" I asked the nurse, who had seemingly zoned out.

"He's getting better, it'll be a while until he's %100. It might be a while before he wakes." She smiled and I tried to smile back, but it might've come out as a grimace.

"Thank you." I turned to leave the room and saw Bernard walk in with Graham.

"Wright." Bernard nods and Graham just follows emotionless. I squinted. Why is she here... was she not involved with Arrows kidnapping? She was literally at the scene.

"Excuse me, General, but why is Sergeant Graham accompanying you today?" I asked. He stood next to Arrows hospital bed and turned to me. He waved the nurse away before speaking.

"She's my assistant.. why wouldn't she?" He responds and she just stays silent.

So he doesn't know..

"You do know she was an alliance to Arrows kidnapping? She participated." I continue. And something in her clicks as she finally decides to say something after Bernard and I wait for a reply.

"I was only supporting my son." She lowers her voice, so small I almost didn't hear her.

"That doesn't make it right." Bernard pipes up, completely turning away from Arrow and facing her. "And Stryker isn't your son, he's your stepson. He should be old enough to make his own decisions, and he chose crime." He finished and she just stood there.

"Wright, take her for interrogation."

"You can't do that! I'm a Sergeant, she has no control here." Graham protested, raising her voice.

"Well I do, and I give the orders around here. Have fun with your son in prison." He spat, crossing his arms. She scowled at him and I grabbed her arms, leading her out of the room.

"I thought you loved me!" She shouted as I pulled her out of the room. My face contorted to a confused look. Bernard said nothing and faced away from us, possibly in shame, while sitting down next to Arrows bed. The nurse walked in as I walked out, giving me a wary look.

"This isn't over." She huffed as we stood in an elevator, going down.

"I don't want to hear it." I replied as calm as I could.

"You know they won't stop until he's dead right? You might even be next.. Ms.Wright." She smiled up at me, cranking her neck to look me in the eyes.

"We'll see about that." I walked out of the elevator with her, my grip on her arms tighter than ever. I shoved her in the back of my car and drove off.

The car ride was silent until we pulled up to the agency and walked in.

Vita was walking by as I walked in.

"Hey Vita, could you walk her down to the holding cells please?" I asked. A disgruntled groan came from Graham as Vita looked her up a down. Her hair was messed and she looked tired.

"Yeah.. sure.." She looked puzzled but pulled out some handcuffs and did as I asked her.

Graham slyly smiled and looked back at me as Vita lead her out.

"You can't get rid of me."

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