Detective Farelly begins questioning her about what had happened, all of which Paris quietly answers..still pale and shocked about the whole incident. She couldn't believe that she killed someone. She stared down at her hands and saw them still shaking. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the trembling to stop. She clasped her hands together, stuffing them into her coat pocket and continued answering Det F's questions. Finally, her mother came back with his partner holding steaming cups of coffee. Det Farelly nodded his thanks for the coffee and stood up.

Det F: Thank you for your time, Paris, Mrs Owen. We will need you to come down to the station tomorrow to give an official statement. (Marg nods and wraps arm around P's shoulders protectively)

The two detectives then left, leaving Paris and Marg alone again in the lounge. Not long after, Gil and Nicole came into the lounge and immediately came over to them. Paris saw them and suddenly burst into tears as she hugged Nicole tightly. Gil and Marg embraced too, both needing the support of the other. Nicole held on to Paris tightly and she too began to cry. The doctor walked in on them and stood back for a moment to give them some time before clearing his throat. The group turned and rushed over to him.

Gil: Doctor, how are my children?

Doc: Michael sustained a deep slash across his chest but apart from that, he appears stable. We've sedated him and he's resting now.

Nicole: So he's going to be ok?

Doc: (nods) He received 15 stitches for the wound but apart from that, he was relatively unhurt. If all goes well, he'll be able to go home in a few days.

Marg: Oh thank goodness.

Gil: (still looking worried) What about Dee?

Doc: (hesitantly) Well..as for Deena, she received far more injuries than Michael some of which are rather serious. (the group held their breath) We are still working on her. As of now, all I can tell you is that she has a dislocated wrist and bruises. The most serious injury is of cos the stab wound to the abdomen. Mr Grissom, I will need your permission to operate on her if necessary.

Gil: Of..of cos...

Doc: Alright. Please come with me to sign the paperwork. This way pls. (they leave)

Paris: (collapses into nearby chair) It's all my fault. I should have gone in to stop them. (buries face in hands and cries) I was too scared..i..I'm so sorry Dee...It's all my fault.

Nicole: (sits down bside P and rubs her back) Come on paris..none of this is your fault. You saved them. Had it not been for you, Dee and Mike might both be dead by now. (hugs Paris) Thank you...

When Gil came back, his face was pale and he sat down wordlessly. They surrounded him, anxious to know what had happened.

The Owen family came by a few minutes later. Paris couldn't look Gil in the eyes, feeling awful that she killed his daughter. it may have been accidental, but she did kill someone he loves. Marg and Ralph had their arms around Paris in the middle. She had folded her arms across her chest protectively. Mike looked up at her, at his angel, who saved his and his sister's life. Paris was staring at the floor. Nicole gave David a hug, then came to Paris.
Nic: It's ok. You saved their lives.
P; (tearing) I'm sorry....
Nic: There's nothing to be sorry for. Jenny tried to kill them, you had to save them....(To David) Wat did the police say?
Dav: They saw the tape to the whole incident. There'll be no legal action taken against Paris.
P: I feel so awful....
Marg: It's ok sweetheart. You did wat you could in that instant.
Paris looked at Gil, wishing he could say it's ok to her, because she knew Jenny was loved by him. She knew it hurt him the most right now. But she couldn't possibly ask him to grant her selfish desires, not when he has a daughter fighting for her life inside the ER.
The doctor came out 10 minutes later, asking for blood. Nick, Tobey and Gil volunteered.

Finally, hours after she was admitted, Dee was released to the ICU. There was nothing more the doctors could do except to wait for her to respond to the blood transfusion and the medication. She was utterly weak having lost a lot of blood, and was told that she has to remain in the hospital for more than a week to undergo observation for the effects of her heart-stopping (literally) moment in the ambulance.
Dee woke up for a short while, her head still groggy from the medication. She opened her eyes and saw Nick in front of her. For that moment, Dee felt so safe, so safe. Nick was by her side, and she needs no one else. He smiled, but Dee could see his tears. She couldn't talk w the respirator in her mouth, so she moved her fingers. Nick reached out to hold her hand. She gave a tiny little squeeze and Nick half-sobbed, half-laughed.
Nick: Hey you...you scared the hell out of me. (she squeezed his hand again) I'm so sorry. (her eyes fluttered, trying to keep open, but she felt so tired, so tired.) Go to sleep....I'll be here when you wake up....(Dee smiled) You're not running from me again, you've got my blood running thru you now. (Dee smiled and close her eyes)
Nick looked at Dee slip away into unconsciousness, his heart gripped w fear that she might just slip away like this, without a word. Her life still hung on the balance. It was all a matter of waiting, for her to hang on and get well.

Paris and her family were heading back to the hotel. They were at the lobby waiting for their lift when Michael came running out.
Mike: Paris! (she turned. He went up to her and hugged her.) Thank you. You saved Dee and my life. (still hugging her) i can't do without you by my side.
Paris: (shrugging out of his hold) Mike...don't.
The man Paris wanted to see right now was not Mike. The man she longed to hold her was not Mike.
Mike; Paris, we'll talk abt this later....promise me you'll think abt it.
P: Mike, it's more than I can think right now. I'm with someone else now. Don't waste your time.
And as if on cue, a cab drove up to the hospital foyer, and Jay hurried out of the cab, andin his haste, stumbled a little.
Jay: Paris!
Paris: (heart soaring) Jay!
He ran to hug her.
Jay: I went back to the hotel and they told me you were here....I was frantic....wat happened?
Ralph: (touching his sister's back) Come on, let's go. We'll talk in the car. (he saw the reporters clamouring to reach them. He hurried them into the waiting limo, and michael watched thru narrowed eyes as Paris ride off w Jay in the car. )

D: (the respirator were taken away) Hey....
P: How do you feel?
D: sleepy still. How long was I out?
P: 2 days now.
D: Wow...you were here all along?
P: Nope. not as long as someone...(grins at nicole)
D: Dad?

Doc: Hi there (smiled widely which just melted Dee's heart) ...glad to see you awake. I'm Dr Reeves. Let me just check and see how you're doing ok? (Dee nods, speechless) Was that your husband that just left?

Dee: (confused) My husband? Who...Nick? Why would you say that?

Doc: Cos he's been here for the past 2 days. Everytime I came in to check on you he would be right there sitting on that chair, holding your hand. (smiles) He's very loving.

Dee: Oh..yes well..he's not my husband. I'm not married.

Nick reluctantly left the ward and walked out to the garden to sip his coffee. He had spent the last 2 days staying by Dee praying for her to wake up and be fine. He had also been thinking of how to tell her about how he felt. They had been very close, going out and spending time together. She was fun to be with even though everyone considers her a workaholic and a bit of a party pooper. If only the rest could see her away from the hotel and the pubs and clubs. When he found out from Sandra what had happened, he had rushed to the hospital. He knew Jenny had had been in love with him and perhaps his rejection of her had fuelled her anger. He felt somewhat guilty that Jen's anger had been taken out on Dee and Mike. He had gone to see Mike who looked fine. He heard that Mike would be discharged the next day.
Nick continued sipping his coffee, somewhat lost in thought when he saw a familiar figure in the distance. He looked at the figure in surprise.

Nick: (to himself) Joey? How odd that he should come alone instead of with the rest of the kitchen staff. (stood up to follow him)

Joey had not seen Nick and walked on towards Dee's room. He waa holding a bouquet of flowers and a large red balloon. Nick didn't know why he was even following Joey to Dee's room but he felt an overwhelming urge to find out what Joey was doing there by himself.Joey left the door open when he walked in and Nick could hear everything they said thru the open door although he remain obscured from view.

Joey: Hey there, my hummingbird...

Dee: (looking up in surprise) Joey! What are you doing here? (Joey comes over and kisses her) You came alone?

Joey: Uh huh...I heard about what happened. Oh man, what a mess! How are you?

Dee: Sore...very very sore. I can't even sit up. And I feel tired...

Joey: Don't worry, hummingbird. I won't be here long. I just came by before the others..just to say..you know..I missed you and I'm really glad you're ok. Here...flowers and balloon for you.

Dee: (smiling) Thanks Joey...I love the balloon. (Joey kisses her again) You're leaving already?

Joey: Yeah...my shift starts soon. You know how Jer gets cranky if I'm late. He is such an analist. (laughs at his own lame joke)

Dee: (smiles widely as she can't laugh) Joey...that is so lame. Thanks for coming. (Joey waves and leaves)

Nick hears Joey coming out and remains out of sight, watching Joey whistling away out to the lifts. Nick had heard everything. From the way they were talking, it seems as though they were insome sort of a relationship. Funny that Dee had never mentioned it to him before or at least it hadn't leaked out to the hotel grapevine. After seeing how affectionate Joey had been with Dee, Nick wondered if it would be a good idea for him to go in. He decided with a sigh to leave and let Dee rest.

Ever since the night of the incident, Jay had been very attentive of Paris' needs. She took the opportunity to properly introduce him to her family. Marg, who had known about Jay since Tuscany, was elated that her daughter had found someone. Grandpa Owen and Pierce had been away in Ireland when the incident happened. They rushed back as soon as they heard and were very glad that Paris and Mike were ok but were very worried about Dee. They tried to help Gil but there was only so much they can do. Gil had distanced himself from every one who loved him and kept himself shut in his room, refusing friends and family.

When Paris introduced Jay to the men in her family, she received mixed reactions. Both David and Ralph were happy for her although being the pragmatic brother he is, Ralph warned her about the pros and cons of dating a colleague. Her father being the easy going fellow that he is felt that as long as his princess was happy, he was happy and welcomed Jay with open arms.

However, Grandpa Owen developed an instant dislike to Jay. Although he would never admit it, Grandpa Owen was a bit of a snob. He had been brought up in a traditional upper class family that believed that his family should never marry below them.  He had been so happy when Paris and Mike had fallen for each other. He had always felt that Mike would make the perfect complement to both Paris and his family. He was an outstanding man who loved Paris dearly. He just didn't understand why Paris would break up with him and fall for, of all people, the hotel musician! He had always held a certain dislike for musicians, thinking that they would wind up poor and struggling to eke out a living playing instruments for entertainment. He had always thot that musicians were slackers and rebels against society and Jay was no exception. His quiet demeanour was probably a front he created to try and impress her family but it will take more to fool this old man, thot Grandpa Owen. He may be old but his mind was still as sharp as a razor. 

Grandpa Owen was cold and unfriendly the entire evening when Paris had brought Jay around to have dinner with them. Paris noticed her grandfather's indifference towards Jay but brushed it off as her own paranoia at wanting her family to accept him. The family were laughing at an anecdote Kristin was telling them about Julian when Grandpa Owen cut into the conversation, addressing Jay.

GO: So Jay, tell me..how long have you been a musician?

Jay: Er..well..actually I've been playing music almost all my life. (GO looks at him questioningly) My parents encouraged me and my sister to pursue our interests and mine was music.

Marg: So other than singing and the piano, do you play anything else?

Paris: (excitedly) Oh yes! He's very very talented. He can also play the guitar, the saxophone, the drums..

Dave: The drums? (Jay nods shyly) Cool!

GO: So apart fromthis..music..you've never made any other plans? Any back up in case your music endeavours don't work out?

Jay: (nervously) Well...to be honest, no. Not really. Music has been my passion and my life.

GO: (curtly) I see. So you have no other ambitions or aspirations? Then how do you suppose you would go by when say...your music can no longer support you?

Jay: I...I...don't

Paris: (a little upset) Grandpa...why are you asking all these questions?

GO: My darling princess, I just want to be sure he can make you happy. Youknow how you've been nothing but our little princess since you were a little baby. I just want to be certain Jay can support you. And that he can live up to expectations.

Paris: (confused) Expectations? What are you talking about?

GO: Now now, dear...don't get upset. I'm just being practical here. Take Michael for example.

Paris: What does Michael have to do with any of this?

GO: With Mike, I can be sure that you'll be well taken care of. I mean he is after all rich and successful. No offence Jay but you are still just a lounge musician. Paris is an Owen...you must understand the implications that come with such a big name.

Jay: (clenching and unclenching his jaw in anger) Yes sir. I understand.

Marg: (trying to lighten up the mood) Well now, who's up for some dessert? I've specially ordered some lovely blueberry pie. Isn't that one of your favourite desserts, Dad? I've evenmade sure there's a side of ice cream.

GO: Yes of cos, Marg. That was very lovely of you.

After dinner, Jay excused himself and went to get his coat to leave, Paris came out to him.

Paris: Jay, please don'tget upset. My grandfather can be a bit of a snob sometimes. You know how his generation is.

Jay: I know Paris. I just need some time to myself tonight. I'll talk to you tomorrow,Paris. (kisses her) I love you. (smiles)

Paris: (smiles and a little relieved at his reaction) Thank you for being so understanding. Take care. (Jay waves and leaves)