Hindsight

Madness

"Son of a bitch!!" Antonio shouted and ran into Erin's room the moment he saw the stranger suffocating her. Slowly her hands fall limp to her sides.

"¡Necesitamos un doctor!"

An enraged Antonio snatched him by the coat and slammed him onto a nearby wall. The impact dislocating his shoulder in the process. Antonio didn't care of the man's agonising cry as his bones detached and continued his merciless beating, smashing his face with his fists. Delivering blow after blow. Drawing blood every time he lifted his hand back for the next impact.

Upon seeing Erin's lifeless body, De La Vega immediately began performing CPR. They had gotten back from the Chapel just in time before she had lost consciousness.

Just as the doctors and nurses rushed into her room, Erin took in the air she needed. Gasping hard for oxygen her lungs desperately craved.

"What's going on?" Voight stumbled into her room. He was so desperately confused. In the short amount of time that he was gone, all hell broke loose. Antonio was beating the life out of a doctor. Blood was flying everywhere and he was sure he saw teeth on the floor. Erin was heaving for air, turning bright red as she began choking on her own coughs.

"Slowly..." her doctor tried calming her down. Instructing her to take slow deep breathes.

"Lo siento...Lo siento...Mi familia..." the stranger begged, his good arm curled over his head to protect himself from Antonio's blows.

"¡Él va a matar a mi familia!"

It took two security guards and De La Vega to pry Antonio off the strange doctor. Other than the time Diego, his son, was kidnapped, Voight have never seen Antonio so violent. He've always been the calm one amongst the bunch.

"Hank...Carlos...He's going to kill me...He's not going to stop..." she hung her head and sobbed even louder, her frail body shaking. "Please...Hank...I wanna go home..."

"Kddo..." Voight said as tears fell freely down his face. He will be taking her back to Chicago no matter what the doctors says. She isn't safe in Colombia. Especially when Carlos had almost everyone in his pockets. Connections after connections. He was certain that someone within De La Vega's Unit had helped him escape. Since no one else knew about their plan, he was sure it was one of them.

Taking a step closer, Voight wanted to put his arms around her; to calm her but she was still fragile and frightened. Even the slightest touch could set her off and he didn't want her to suffer all over again.
He crouched down beside her bed, still crying. Erin couldn't get herself to look at him. She was too ashamed. He was crying because of her.

"...Ok, kiddo...Let's go home..."

Crying, they still haven't talked about the two elephants in the room.

Erin so desperately wanted to know whether Jay was alive. But she was so terrified about the truth. Since he was literally shot in the head; the hole and the amount of blood gushing out, she knew it was highly unlikely.

Voight had unsuccessfully tried to convince himself that Erin wasn't touched. No father would ever even want to think about that. Every time he finally got the courage, his mind went blank and he saw red.

'Is Jay ok?' was what she wanted to  ask.

'Did he rape you?' was what he wanted to ask.

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Adam had gone off punching a nearby wall with both his fists.

Olinsky ran his hands over his face in frustration.