A/N So this has been banging around my head since the cliffhanger & I want to get it out there before the beginning of the back 8 starts. It is a little different than I have tried before with a few shifts in time and perspective, hopefully it makes sense.

Not truly beta'd (she B 2 busy :( ) Did my best to find the typos. Appreciate all of the support my other stories have received. I also appreciate the feedback I have received only makes me better (I hope)

So this takes place at the season 5 cliffhanger and is what I imagined happened.

Chapter 1

She let out a heavy sigh as she shifted in her seat. It felt as though they had been waiting for hours but of course they hadn't. Tests. The ER doctors were running tests, ruling things out. She watched the heart monitor blip, the numbers holding steady. Now that Andy was more stable, they had allowed her to stay, which was easier to bare than being banished to the waiting room.

When they first arrived at the ER, she tried to stay with him but they had whisked him away. He had clung to her hand. The nurses needed to pry his fingers open. In the chaos, she tried to tell him, wanting him to know. She couldn't bare to think that this might be the last time she would see him, the last time she could tell him, but in the chaos she couldn't be certain he had heard her.

In the aftermath, she had leaned against the wall watching as they took him away, her arms pressed firmly around her. And there she had remained, her eyes focused on her last view of Andy. Until a firm hand came to rest on her shoulder.

Provenza knew his Captain didn't like to be handled but he couldn't leave her standing in the hallway looking like a lost kitten. He placed a hand on each shoulder, guiding her to the waiting room. She wanted to protest but really just didn't have the energy. Provenza guided her to a seat. When she glared at him. He put on the best innocent expression he could muster, hoping the rarity of its appearance would buy him some leeway. Luckily, his gamble paid off, her gaze dropped to the floor.

He sighed softly as he sank into the chair beside her.

"He'll be ok." He placed his hand on her shoulder again. "He's a tough old bird." He closed his eyes as he felt his Captain shudder.

Exhaling a shaky breath, Sharon looked up at the ceiling trying to will her tears to remain unshed.

All they could do was wait … and worry.

TBC...