Partners In Crime

Part 5

Note: A little later than planned, but I put a lot of work into this and the next chapter, so hopefully it paid off for y'all!

Present
The elevator ride up to the ICU floor was silent, Danny stood stoic beside his little brother, noting his clenched jaw, tired eyes, and messy hair.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Danny offered, facing straight ahead.

"I'm good Danny." Jamie sighed as the doors dinged open.

"Alright, I'm going to go back to 1 PP and get cracking on the guys who did this. Erin is on her way with Dad, and Pop is watching Nikki and the boys. Call me if anything changes, or you need anything."

"Thanks man." Jamie said as the doors began to close.

"You got it kid." Danny said before disappearing behind the steel doors.

Jamie walked up to the nurses station, "I'm looking for Y/N, Y/L/N. "

"Are you family?" The nurse asked glancing up from the chart.

"I'm her emergency contact, Jamie Reagan."

"Room 216." She said going back to her paperwork.

"Hey y/n/n," Jamie whispered softly from the door way, taking in the tubes and wires that were keeping you alive. His heart constricted as he saw your frame  dwarfed by the hospital bed.

He pushed the chair sitting in the corner to your bedside. He sat down, carefully took your hand between his own, and began to pray again.

The Reagan family was whooping and hollering as you made your way to the Italian place you would go out to celebrate birthdays and special occasions.

"You guys really don't have to do this," you said to Danny and Erin who had their arms draped over your shoulders.

"Yeah we do, all the Reagan rookies get treated to a dinner by the Commissioner, its tradition!" Danny said giving you a squeeze.

"Hey! You better not be trying to bail on me!" Jamie teased.

"I'm not, but you're a Reagan, last time I checked I was y/l/n," you teased.

"Y/n, how long is it going to take for you to get the message you are one of us. You've been since childhood, and you always will be. Now we're going out to dinner and that's that." Henry exclaimed using his hands to narrate.

"Ok, thank you Henry." You mumbled. He snorted, wearing a grin as he held the door open.

You sat down to the table, and ordered a drink, and your favorite meal, joking with Danny and Linda, Jamie by your side, when you stood up to excuse yourself to use the bathroom.

You were walking back to the table when you heard a scream.
"Help!" A woman's voice shrieked from outside.

You ran past the table, and outside to where the cry was coming from, ignoring the "Where are you going?!" From Erin and Nikki, and rounding the corner to find a man who was clearly under the influence, assaulting a teenager who was struggling to get away from him.

"Hey!" You yelled, surging forward. You shoved him off of her and yelled at her to run. He stumbled backwards before pulling a knife and coming at you. You reached for the nearest thing you could find and came up with a trash can lid. You used the lid like a shield and blocked his knife, kicking him in the stomach, he dropped the knife upon impact. He tried to swing punches at you, but the were sloppy and you easily blocked them using the makeshift weapon. You saw an opening and punched him in the jaw, knocking him to the ground.

"Hey!" Danny yelled as he, Frank, and Jamie ran up behind you, "who do you think you are? Captain America?!" He yelled as he cuffed the guy trying to get up.

"That was good work, y/n." Frank said patting you on the back, "but you forgot rule #1."

"What's that?" You asked dropping the trash can lid.

"Never go in with out back up!" Jamie said punching you lightly in the arm.

"And that was totally better than the movie." He whispered out of Danny's ear shot.

From somewhere underwater, you heard Jamie say, "Listen, you made me a promise, so you have to follow through with it, ok? I have something important to tell you." You tried to squeeze his hand in response, but then there was a beep and then the nicest warm feeling carried you back to sleep.