Harry was out as Dougie came round, getting coffee for all of them, but Tom and Danny were there: Tom was sitting on Dougie's left, staring blankly at him, and Danny was on the right, with his head on his folded arms on the bed, eyes closed.
Dougie scrunched his eyes up before he opened them, staring blearily at Tom, then down at Danny, who was level with his waist.
"'S he 'sleep?" was the first thing he said, looking at Danny. His question was rapidly answered by Danny himself, who, upon hearing Dougie's voice, completely forgot their instructions to only touch where there weren't bandages, and wrapped his arms around his friend. Dougie yelped loudly at this, and Danny released him with a "Sorry, sorry, man!" still not able to keep the smile off his face. Tom pulled his chair forwards, grinning, to grab Dougie's hand, enjoying the slightly confused look on his friends face as he looked around.
"Where am I?" he asked, his voice still slightly slurred from the painkillers.
"You're in hospital, and you're safe," said Tom, trying to reassure him. "We missed you," he added softly, hoping that Dougie can know how good it is that he's back, "and they got him, Jerry Sanders."
"Who's Jerry Sanders?" said Dougie, before realisation dawned on his face, just as Danny laughed and said "He's a bad man Dougs, but your safe now 'cos we got him!"
Dougie needed to remember something, but he couldn't think what...it was something to do with bad man, and being safe, because he wasn't, and he needed to warn the others about...
Harry pushed through the door backwards, three coffees balanced in his hands, just as Dougie was about to tell...
And Dougie screamed, so loud Harry dropped what he was carrying, still in the doorway. Dougie started fighting to get out of bed, trying to pull out the needle in his arm, before Danny pushed him down and held his arms by his sides.
"What are you doing Dougie? It's just Harry..." Tom started, trying to stop him fighting Danny, as Harry stood frozen where he stood, clearly so shocked he didn't know what to do.
"Get him away from me! He'll hurt me, and you! Get him away!" Dougie yelled, as doctors drawn by the noise came running, and began to sedate him again. Inspector Grange came in as this was happening and grabbed Harry by the elbows, pulling him out, Harry still looking too shell-shocked to do anything other than stare at the one person he had wanted back more than anything in the world, and who now wanted nothing to do with him.