An hour and a half after the arrests were made…
Casey was once again sitting inside the hospital upon returning from making the proper arrests, but this time, she waited in a chair at her partner's bedside, while the doctors worked to mix up the antidote from the vials she had given them. She stared down at his hand she was holding for the longest time, as it frightened her to look anywhere else, especially at his pale face as his closed eyes made him appear dead. Jason was at death's door, but Casey held on to the hope that he had enough strength left in him left to fight the angel off. She quickly shook the thought from her mind and finally looked over at his face as she spoke up softly, not even sure if he could really hear her.
"We found the men responsible for hurting you," she said. "They're on their way to Attica and should be rotting inside their new home along death row for the next few years by six o'clock tonight. They're going to pay like I promised you they would. I did some things that I'm not too proud of over the last few days, but I'm not sorry I did them, so long as it all helps make you well again."
"I think that whatever you did is enough," her partner's doctor responded as he slowly walked into the room, not meaning to startle her as he caused her to jump when he spoke. "I'm sorry."
Detective Shraeger shook her head slightly as she answered, "It's all right, doctor. Are you saying he's going to pull through? You were able to make the antidote from whatever it was we were able to bring you?"
The man looked down at his patient, then held up a syringe in his hands as he replied, "You were right to have me check the first vial you gave me. It was only more of the poison, as was one of the other vials that were brought to me later on. The other was the antidote and from it all, I was able to mix enough of it. I just hope it's in time."
"It will be," she responded as she watched the doctor inject the contents of the needle into the bag of antibiotics he was being treated with to help keep him alive.
"If we are in time, then he should start to show signs of improvement by morning," the man continued. "I hope that not too long after that we should finally be able to remove the ventilator. Detective Walsh is very lucky to have a partner as loyal as you."
As the man started to leave the room, Casey spoke up again answering softly, "Jason would have done the same for me. It's me who's the lucky one."
Six days later…
Casey walked into her partner's room once again and found him finishing gathering his things together as he was waiting to finally leave the hospital. He recovered like she said he would. The ventilator was removed the day after the antidote was administered to him and was replaced with a nose tube in order to continue helping him. It took three days for him to finally awaken, finding Casey sitting beside him as she slept, with her hand over his own.
When he heard her walk in, Walsh turned around and said, "You're running late. Is everything okay back at the precinct?"
"Yeah, I uhh… I just lost track of the time," she replied nervously. "I had something I needed to do before coming here to pick you up."
"Is it involving one of the risks you took in saving my life?" he asked as he looked over at her with gratitude in his eyes. "I don't know everything, but Alvarez told me enough. You know he can't keep a secret."
Shraeger shrugged as she responded, "The risks I took were nothing that I can't live down."
Walsh quickly answered, "You paid our killers four million dollars to save me and in order to get close enough to poison one of them, knowing that he would lead you back to Driscoll. I don't know what else you were forced to do and I'm hoping one day you'll tell me, but you had to have gone to your family for the money, which I know was one of the most difficult things you've ever had to do. I'm so sorry, but I am even more grateful and will always be."
"You would have done the same for me, as you did…" she replied and then was about to say something more until he suddenly cut her off by reaching out and taking her head in his hands as he kissed her tenderly.
"You're right, I would have," he responded once he finally released her, though he continued to hold her as he stared into her eyes. "I will always be here for you, Casey. I may not be the best choice for you, as there are many other men out there that would be better suited for you, but I love you, which is why I've been so protective of you lately and not just reckless. But if you don't feel the same way for me, if you don't love me back, I promise you it's all ri…"
Casey quickly put her fingers over his mouth to stop him from talking, and then she answered, "I do love you, Jason. I have ever since you saved my life the night you pushed me and Alvarez out of the way of the bullets flying outside of your diner after you had already endured being stabbed and left to die. You're the only person I've ever known, who's understood me and who accepts me for who I am and that's a lot. You also see the good in people no matter how they appear on the outside. I'm talking about Cole and especially Eddie. He's now your best friend, which is a big turnaround. Your partnership and acceptance has meant more to me than you will ever know."
Jason smiled and replied, "You've accepted me too, even though I'm a terrible cook and say and do whatever I think without worrying too much about the consequences. I can't say I'll ever be better with either one."
"That's just fine," she stated and then kissed him again as she took his hands in her own. "If I ever want a decent meal, I'll just go someplace else."
"You'll have to," he said smugly as they left the hospital and headed to his place. "Because I don't plan on trying to get any better."
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