Demon

"Well?" Shamrock asked the doctor. "Will he be okay?"

"Your wingman?" The old doctor smiled and shook his head. "He got shot down at point blank range. I am surprised to have anything to treat, let alone cure. Yes, Pilot. He will survive. And as of right now, he will make a full recovery. Back on the lists in a month, maybe two." The doctor patted Shamrock on the shoulder. "Give him plenty of rest. Not too long."

"Thanks."

"My pleasure."

Shamrock looked in through the door and stopped. Sarah sat at the bedside, sleeping. He tactfully closed the door.