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street at the hotel with them. She explained that Jolly had requested the female agent be taken care of like family. She then turned and led him out to the car. Steve never turned to look at them but Calli was staring at their faces, looking for any hint of hope.
    Ginny put Dallas in the seat behind the driver and she took the wheel. She started the engine and stopped before pulling out, so she could tell her two devastated friends what was going on. “Steve, Calli, listen to me. Jolly made it here alive. He is surgery right now. He has a long list of injuries and the doctors are going to be working on him for a while. I booked a suite across the street, let"s go over, and get ourselves together before we come back. Jolly will be in surgery for a long time so they can fix everything.” She said softly and pulled out. Calli cried louder and leaned against Dallas. Steve still did not respond and Dallas was being to worry when the man finally released his grief, it was gonna be an explosion.
    They made their way to the top floor of the hotel and Ginny took turns leading the two who had yet to speak. She knew Dallas was in shock too and soon he could crash because of the adrenaline rush. She talked to Noah; assuring him, she would take care of the three of them, and told him to take care of Bailey who was beside herself with guilt. Dallas spoke to Bailey softly, trying to assure her it was not her fault and Steve and Calli did not blame her. He focused on the positive. Then told her to work with Noah to get clothes and food delivered to the hotel for them, and the rest of the people who were keeping vigil at the hospital.

    When they finally reached the room, Ginny took Calli gently into the bathroom and Dallas could hear her crying but finally talking to Ginny, he needed to get Steve to snap out of it. He watched as his friend went to the wet bar and pulled out all the bottles and started pouring them into glasses. He emptied the bar and had four glasses in front of him. Dallas watched as the man drank one after another quickly.
    “Dude, Jolly is gonna kick your ass when he hears you drank that much alcohol. It is not even free Friday.” Dallas said quietly. The group discovered a long time ago none of them were much into alcohol; they liked wine and champagne, but hard liquor they stayed away from. Once a month they had what they dubbed Free Fridays. A day they would go out and drink a little of the hard stuff. Jolly liked to keep all of his friends on a healthy diet. He insisted they eat well and exercise together. It was one of the reasons when Noah was shot he made such a quick recovery, Jolly took pride in reminding them of that fact too.
    “I hope he does, man.” Steve responded and looked up at Dallas. “You know what?
    Last night I was going to come down and relieve Jolly from guard duty. He told me to get a good night sleep because I had been working so hard lately. I should have been the one at the loft and made the plan. I should have been the one to go with Bailey this morning.” He said louder with each word until he was yelling. “FUCKIN" A, I let him because I was too tired to drive the thirty minutes back into town! Thirty FUCKIN"
    minutes and it would have been me, damn it, it should have been me!” He finished by throwing the glass against the wall. Steve had been up at the new cabin they had built.

    They were planning to unveil it to their friends next weekend, but had plans to take Calli up there and hold her hostage, until she agreed to give their relationship a shot.
    “Jolly always had all the answers, when it came to planning and keeping people safe that is what he prided himself in. He never would have let you go this morning, you know him. Jolly would have thought of another reason you should have stayed behind and waited with us. He knew you liked to monitor the Nextel; he loved to be the one in the mix of things. He never would have thought to let you go in his place.” Dallas said quietly