Part one of a larger whole. I don't know how many chapters I'm going to write. I guess it will depend on if you guys like it :)

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Chapter 1

"Ahhh, Jack, are you there? I need...I need help." "Yeah, I'm on my way, what's wrong? Talk to me." "It's my leg. The rope broke. I think it might be broken." "Your leg? Why, how do you know?" "Well, there's a bulge in my pants with blood coming out. And before you ask, no, not that kind of bulge." "A compound fracture?" "Yeah, I was trying to avoid saying it, maybe it wouldn't be real." "Hang tight, I'll be there soon."

"Jack, I need you to find me two long, sturdy sticks, about the same length of my leg. Also, do you have any tape?" "Yeah, here, but this might be the one thing that Duct Tape can't fix."

"You need to make a splint. Tape the sticks to my leg on both sides, nice and tight. But Jack, be gentle okay?"

At the hospital:

Jack is sitting in the chair by his friend's bed when he notices some movement. "Hey Mac. How ya feeling? Be careful, go slow." "Hey Jack, what's the verdict? How bad?" "Well, uhh. It's not great. You really did a number, but I'll get the Doctor and she can tell you the specifics."

"I'm going to be honest with you. You've done quite a bit of damage. We were able to surgically repair the structural damage, but there's a lot of muscle damage as well. You fractured your femur, the distal end, a couple inches above your knee, as well as a tibial plateau fracture, which is a break of the upper part of the shinbone by your knee. There's a clean break through both the tibia and fibula by your ankle. You also managed to tear your PCL, MCL, and Meniscus, which we've repaired, and a partial tear of your ACL.

Only half listening to what Doctor Jacobs had to say, Mac comes right out to and asks, "so how long until I can walk?" "Well, you'll start rehab in several weeks and I will reassess you then. But to answer your question….a while. Also, we gave you a nerve block, which is why you don't have any discomfort, when that wears off, trust me, you're going to want to take it really slow. But if you'll excuse me I have to check in on another patient. I'll swing back later if you'd like."

"Thanks Doc." "Yes, Thank you." The partners look at each other while they figure out what to do next.

"Well, I guess this is my reality for a while." "You're taking this awful well, you sure you didn't hit your head too?" "Yeah, I'm fine Jack, but I am really tired, I think I'm going to try and sleep again. If you don't mind." "Of course, I'm getting hungry anyways, you want anything from the caf?" "No, that's alright, thanks though." "No problem Mac, no problem."

"Easy, easy, take it easy." Jack says as he helps Mac out of the car. "You okay?" "Yeah, I've got it. Thanks" Macgyver shimmys his way out of the back seat, careful not to bump or jostle his freshly broken, set, and casted leg. Refusing to use a wheelchair Mac nods towards the crutches for Jack to hand them to him. "Thanks. Relax Jack, I've had worse." He lies then heaves himself up and positions the crutches under his arms. As he begins his first step Jack catches a glimpse of the grimace on his friends face. "Mac, you're obviously in a lot of pain, let me grab the chair, just to get you inside." "Nah, I'm fine. Just a little tired from the drive. I think you managed to hit every red light." Jack knows he's not going to get Mac to surrender. All he can do is be there if and when he needs him.

A solid five minutes later, and a little over 75 feet from the car to the house, Jack helps his friend ease down onto the couch. "Let me grab some extra pillow for your leg, sit tight...well, you know what I mean." "Yeah." Mac gives a small chuckle through semi-clenched teeth, "thanks."

Jack returns with several pillows and helps him lift his casted leg on top. "You doin' okay? I've got to go get your scrip." "Yeah, I'm good, Bozer said he'd be over a little later. But do you think you could grab me a glass of water before you go?" He sinks deeper into the couch, the fatigue and pain is starting to catch up to the young agent. "You got it, get some rest though, I should be back in about 40 minutes. Call or text me if you need anything else while I'm out." "Thank you Jack, I think I'm good, just the water."

Mac makes sure he hears the car engine start before he lets out a grunt of pain with an underlying sigh of relief that he's home. Exhausted and ready to close his eyes, Mac finally allows his body and mind to succumb to the feeling and enlist into a slumber.

He wakes up to the sound of the open and close of the door. He glances at his watch, it's already been a half hour since Jack left. "Bozer? Is that you?" "Hey Mac, yeah, it's me. How are you feeling?" His friend appears from behind the couch. "I'm alright, getting…" "Wowza! That cast is huge! I guess I didn't realize it would cover your entire leg." "Yepp, I upgraded to the supersize." Mac says as he tries to scoot over and sit up a bit. He realizes that may have been a mistake. He takes a sharp inhale and exhales through his teeth. Bozer doesn't know what to do, so he just looks down at Mac with sympathetic eyes.

"I'm fine Boze, the nerve block is just wearing off a little bit. It's no big deal though, trust me."

"Okay, but you know I don't believe 'it's no big deal,' right?" Mac decides to change the subject, he glances to the movies in Bozer's carry. "So, what did you bring?" Accepting that MacGyver doesn't want to talk about it he lets it slide. "Well, I have, War of the Worlds, A Knight's Tale, Space Cowboys, Ice Age, Sinister, and of course, Win a Date With Tad Hamilton! "Ice Age sounds pretty good to me." "Alright, you got it. Mind if I make some popcorn too?" Bozer asks as he loads the disk into the DVD player. "Go for it, corner cupboard, right of the sink."

While waiting for the popcorn Mac hears Jack pull up. A few seconds later he walks through the door. "Hey guys, what's up? Mac, I got your meds." He hands them to him. "It says take one pill every 4-6 hours as needed." "Thanks Jack" Mac says as he puts one under his tongue and takes a sip of water. "You in pain?" Jack knows it's a stupid question, but he was surprised to see his friend take one so quickly. "Just a little, well, yeah. I think the nerve thing they gave me is almost gone."

"Alright, I've got popcorn, you have the remote, the movie is in. You guys ready?" Mac hits play as Jack takes a seat next to him. "Wait!" Jack says as he pulls out his phone. "I promised I'd let Matty know you're home and resting. Say cheese...Oh yeah, you know this one is making the Christmas Card." All three chuckle as the movie begins.