Healing the Past

Aftermath

Sorry it’s been a while. Had a project for school that took up a lot of time. Enjoy. :~)

Chapter 32

Thunder’s POV

I worked fast. Cutting the thing off was actually pretty easy. The only thing making the time a risk was how much cutting had to be done. By the time I got the hated device off I had a little over a minute left. I ran. I was almost out when the explosion knocked me off my feet. I hit the ground hard and blacked out.

The explosion made everyone stop in their tracks. When they looked across to what used to be a building and didn’t see Thunder the same thought ran through their minds. We were so close. We can’t lose someone else to explosives.

Jules looked like she was about to break down. Wordy shook his head mentally denying that she could be dead. Sam turned and kicked the tire on one of the trucks. Ed stood there speechless. Greg walked over to Spike who looked completely lost and crushed. Just as he came up Spike tried to run to the rubble. Greg stopped him.

“That’s fire rescues job, Buddy. If she’s alive they’ll help her. If she’s not…..you don’t need to be the one to find her.”

Spike nodded, not trusting himself to talk. He needed Thunder to be alive, but he couldn’t let himself to get his hopes up. That bomb was big and pretty sophisticated for someone who had never worked with bombs before in his criminal career.

Thunder’s POV

I woke up, dazed and in pain. My arm was stuck under a piece of debris and I was totally betting it was broken. Great. Now I’m going to be put on medical leave.

“Thunder. Thunder.” I heard someone calling my name.

“I’m here.” I called out. “My arm’s stuck.”

I heard footsteps approaching. “She’s here and ok. We need EMTs on standby. We’re bringing her out.

“She’s here, we’re bringing her out.” After the report came over the headsets everyone let out a collective breath.

“That’s our girl. Taking on a bomb and coming out without serious harm.” Ed commented.

Spike nodded. “She’s something else.”

“And you guys work great together. There’s no way you guys are splitting up or going anywhere if I can help it.” Greg put in.

“Thanks Boss. You don’t have to do that.”

“Yes I do. Without you two this team wouldn’t be the best. And if you keep it professional you should be allowed to do whatever you want in your spare time.” He nodded towards something behind Spike. “Now go see your girl.”

Spike turned and saw Thunder laying on a stretcher, getting hooked up to an IV. He immediately ran to her. “Are you ok?”

She smiled. “Michelangelo Scarlatti, I thought you would have learned by now how much that question annoys me.”

“Sorry. Just wanted to know how you were doing.”

“Lighten up, I’m messing with you. And I’m fine, well my arm’s broken, but other than that I’m good. I personally don’t see why I need an IV or to even go to the hospital.” She stated glancing at the nearby EMT as she said the last part.

“Procedure, Officer Reid. Just deal with it.” He had obviously heard about her view on things and saved himself about 10 minutes of arguing. “And we should probably go now.” Turning to Spike, “Are you riding with us?”

Spike turned and looked at Greg, who nodded. “Yeah, I am.”

“Alright let’s go.

Thunder’s POV

I was sitting in a hospital bed trying to reassure seven people I was fine.

“Guys I’m fine. It’s just a broken arm.” “Yes that is the total extent of my injuries.” “Well Emily, if you don’t believe me, have Garcia look up my records.” “I have to go guys; I’m getting a death glare.”

I hung up and flashed a guilty look at the nurse. She just went about her business and was gone a minute later. I then glared at Spike.

“What?” He asked playing innocent.

“I told you to let me know when the nurse was coming so I wouldn’t get caught.”

“I was too busy laughing at your half of the conversation.”

“It wasn’t funny.”

“What wasn’t funny?” Ed asked walking into my room followed by the rest of the team.

“Thunder trying to calm down her BAU team. And the half I heard was pretty funny.” Spike answered before I could open my mouth.

“So when are you allowed to come back?” Jules asked.

“I have no idea. But any amount of time off is too long.”

“You say that now, but wait until you get used to being off and have to come back to work.” Wordy told me.

“Don’t threaten me Wordy.”

“Well the important thing is you’re fine.” Jules said.

“I would call plain crazy luck.” Sam commented. “Seriously T. How do you do crazy stuff that would put most people in a body cast or coffin and come out with no serious injuries?” HE questioned me.

“Plain crazy luck.” I replied, quoting him. “So any other calls while I was gone?”

As they filled me in on a shots fired at a grocery store, I smiled to myself. This really was my family. And I couldn’t be any happier.

So what do you think? I’m probably going to do one more chapter to wrap things up. And then I’m thinking a sequel as a crossover with Criminal Minds .Any thoughts on that idea? Please tell me what you think.