Sylvie walks back into Megan's hospital room.

'Everything okay?' Sylvie asks her.

'Yeah.' She nods. 'Dr Charles is going to start me on some anti-depressants.'

'That's good.' Sylvie smiles. 'Since I've got you alone, I want to tell you something. I haven't told anyone else yet so you've got to promise to keep it a secret.' Megan nods. 'I'm pregnant.'

'You're pregnant?!' Megan grins.

'Keep it down!' Sylvie tells her.

'What? Is the father here?' Megan asks quieter. Sylvie simply nods. 'Oh my God! It's Detective Dawson, isn't it?' 

'I forgot how smart you are.' Sylvie laughs.

'Well, it's hardly rocket science.' Megan raises an eyebrow. 'I saw the way you two looked at each other.'

'We dated for a little while.' Sylvie tells her. 'We're not together anymore, though.' 

'How did you two meet?' 

'I used to work with his sister.' Sylvie replies. 'He's a nice guy.' April then walks in with a wheelchair. 

'Hi, Megan.' They smile. 'I'm April. I'm here to take you for your scans.'

'I am not going in that.' Megan points to the wheelchair. 

'It's protocol.' April informs her. Megan looks at Sylvie. 

'She's right.' Sylvie nods. 'You've lost a bit of blood so you could pass out if you try and push yourself.'

'Walking is hardly pushing myself.' Megan laughs. 

'Megan.' Sylvie raises an eyebrow. 

'Fine.' Megan sighs.  April walks to the side of the bed with the wheelchair. She unhooks the bag of saline from the bedside drip stand and attaches it to the drip stand on the wheelchair. Sylvie and April help Megan into the wheelchair. 'Are you coming with me?' She asks Sylvie.

'If you want me to.' Sylvie replies and Megan nods. Sylvie looks at April. 'Is it okay if I come with her?' 

'Of course.' April nods.

~

Forty minutes have passed, Will walks back into the room with April. Sylvie is still sat with Megan.

'Hi, Megan, Sylvie.' He looks at Megan. 'We have your test and scan results back.' He informs her. 'There is no damage to the tendons or muscles which is good. There is nothing in your system to suggest that you overdosed. However, as you know, we had to do a head CT. Have you hit your head recently?'

'It looks like you already know the answer to that.' Megan sighs.

'You have a contusion to the brain. As all your tests were normal, it's looking the seizure was a result of a delayed concussion.' Will says. 'When and how did you hit you hit your head?' 

'It was yesterday.' Megan replies. 'I passed out and hit the side of my head as I went down.'

'How long were you unconscious for?' Will queries. 

'I don't know.' Megan shakes her head. 'It must have been a good few minutes.' 

'Do you mind if I have a feel of your head?' Will asks. 

'Of course.' Megan nods. Will walks to Megan's bedside and feels her head. When he gets to an inch above her right ear, he feels a bump. 'Ouch.' Megan hisses in pain. 

'Sorry.' Will apologises. He stands back and looks at Megan. 'There's a bump above your right ear. It's normal for it to hurt when pressure is applied. It will be like that for a few days at least. We're going to have to keep a close eye on you so whilst you're under the psychiatric hold, you be placed in a medical room instead of a normal room.' 

'Okay.' Megan nods. 

'You're okay with being put under a psych hold?' Sylvie questions. 

'I'm used to it.' Megan shrugs. 

'I'll go and update Dr Charles and I'll also rope in neurosurgery about the concussion. April will clean, close and dress the cuts on your wrists for you.' Will then leaves and April sits on a stool next to the bed and starts preparing to close the wounds. 

'Are you two close?' April asks Sylvie and Megan. 

'Yeah.' Megan and Sylvie nod.

'We haven't seen each other in about a year because I was at school in Quebec but we've talked pretty much every day.' Megan replies. 'I don't have any brothers or sisters so when my mom and dad had to work, Sylvie's mom would babysit me and then when Sylvie was old enough, she'd look after me.' 

'She was a very convincing, and sometimes manipulative, child.' Sylvie laughs. 'If she wanted, let's say ice-cream, she'd do whatever it takes to get it.' 

'I loved ice-cream.' Megan justifies herself.

.

It has been a few hours. Megan is in a room on the psychiatric ward, sleeping. Sylvie is still with her and hasn't left her side. Matthew Casey walks onto the ward with a bag in his hand. He walks up to the desk and asks to be directed to Megan's room. The nurse points him in the direction of Megan's room. He walks up to the room and knocks lightly on the door frame. Sylvie looks at him, stands up and joins him in the hallway. 

'Hey.' Matt smiles.

'Hey.' Sylvie smiles back. 

'I've got your bag for you.' Matt hands her the bag. 'I know you asked Foster to do it but I was passing by here anyway.'

'Thanks.' Sylvie nods. 

'So, that's your cousin?' He questions, motioning to the room with his head. 

'Yeah.' Sylvie nods. 

'Where are her parents?' 

'No idea.' Sylvie shakes her head. 'They're on the run. From the police.' Matt looks at her confused. 'They're suspects in a number of robbery homicides. The police know that Meg isn't involved because she was always in school in Quebec when the robberies were happening.' 

'What is she going to do?' 

'I've spoken to DCFS and CPD, she's going to stay with me and Cruz.' Sylvie responds. 'I'm the closest person she has to family in Chicago.' 

'Boden and I talked earlier after Foster came back. She explained what had happened and although we can only grant you furlough for two weeks, once that two weeks is up and you come back to work, Megan can come and sit in the common room.' Matt tells her. 

'Thank you.' Sylvie nods. 'I appreciate that.'

'No problem.' Matt smiles.

'You know, she's seventeen in a few days and her parents have left her to clean up their mess.' Sylvie sighs. 'I feel sorry for her. She shouldn't have to deal with that on top of her mental health problems.' 

'I don't know much about the situation but I agree with you.'  Matt says. 'I'll let you get back to her. I'll see you soon.' Matt turns around and walks away. A few minutes later, Antonio walks onto the psych floor and up to Sylvie. 

'Hey.' Antonio grins.

'Hey.' Sylvie smiles slightly. 'What brings you here?' 

'Voight sent me to check on Megan.' Antonio replies. 'How is she?' 

'I honestly don't know.' Sylvie sighs and shakes her head. 'She hasn't told me anything. She's sleeping at the moment.' 

'Voight would like it if you kept us updated on her.' Antonio states. 'Especially if her mom and dad try and contact her.' 

'I figured.' Sylvie nods. 'Can we go for a coffee in the cafeteria? I need to speak to you about something.' 

'Sure.' Antonio nods. 

'Great.' Sylvie smiles. 

~~

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