Noah, Dallas, and Bailey heard everything the big man said, and caught Steve when he went to his knees. In all their years in the service Jolly had only been hurt once, he broke a finger when repelling from a helicopter. Steve just never thought the big man would ever be hurt so bad he could die. His best friend and only family was dying and Steve was not with him. They could hear the EMTs yelling in the background but could not understand what they were saying until one of them said, “Holy Shit, he won"t make it to the hospital. Let"s get her in the ambulance first; she is stable at least.” Bailey cried silently knowing it was because of her the gentle giant was going to die. She would never be able to look at Steve again for being the reason behind his friend"s death. Dallas had a phone and was barking orders into the receiver, trying to get to the first responders to turn off the Nextel. Steve was crumbling before their eyes, listening to the talking on the Nextel. Finally, they heard the click, the loft was silent, except for Bailey sobbing, and Steve"s ragged crying.
