Getting Normal Back

The doctors had finally given Greg a date for when he could leave the hospital. He had been looking forward to that day for weeks, and it had finally come. He'd woken up and started packing up the various things that his friends had brought him and then clambered back into bed looking sorry for himself; waiting for the arrival of Nick who was taking him home.

Nick arrived at around midday; he walked into Greg's room with a grin plastered across his face.

"Hey Greggo, you ready to hit the road?" He said brightly.

"Nick, come here…" Greg whispered. "I need to talk to you."

Nick dropped his grin and wandered over to Greg's bedside, pulling himself up a chair as he did so.

"What's up Greg?" He asked.

"I'm not too sure Nick… I feel a little woozy…" Greg murmured as he collapsed. He would've hit his head on the bed if Nick hadn't caught him.

"Oh my God! Greg! Are you ok buddy?" Nick said tapping Greg's head.

"Hehehe. I am now, I always wondered if I could get you like that." Greg laughed, straightening himself up. "And now I know whenever I collapse you'll catch me! It's all important knowledge to keep stored y'know."

"Awwh! Greg!" Nick sighed, ruffling his friends floppy hair. "I might've caught you this time, but if you pull another stunt like that you may have another thing coming. Oh and don't forget who's driving today."

"Jeez Nick" Greg said playfully. "It was just a joke!"

"Well come on then Mr. Comedian, gimme your stuff so we can get outta here."

Greg handed Nick the suitcase.

"Right, that's my baggage sorted. Now, Jeeves. Bring forth my carriage!" Greg pointed towards the wheelchair in the corner of his room. He was loving every minute of winding Nick up, and wasn't afraid to show it.

"Alright Sir. But I can tell ya one thing." Nick started to laugh. "You're really not gonna get a date for the dance in that get up." Greg was still wearing his hospital dress.

"Ah but you see, my fairy godmother has that sorted." Greg said as he whipped off the dress, revealing jeans and one of his louder shirts. "And now you see Jeeves, I am ready to leave."

Nick laughed, he loved having his best friend back, he'd missed having his bright and bouncy personality around the lab and he had just remembered how much pay back he had for Greg...

Greg hopped into the wheelchair, and pointed towards the door. Giving Greg his case, Nick got behind the chair and pushed his friend out into the lobby. He signed Greg out and returned the wheelchair. Taking Greg's case, he led him back to the car.

"Welcome back to the world Greg." Nick said as he put his case in the trunk.

Greg had forgotten what it felt like being outside, it had been so long. He threw his arms in the air and laughed as the sun beat down on him. Outdoors. He was back. Nothing could stop him now, he was all set to go back into the field. He was all ready to resume his fun-filled life.

"Hey Greg, when you're done being a madman, the guys are waiting for us at the diner!" Nick shouted as he climbed into the car.

"Food! Great, I was sick and tired of that hospital stuff!" Greg scampered up to the car and hopped in to join his friend.

Nick pulled out of the parking lot and out onto the highway. He looked over at Greg and saw his big smile and couldn't help but laugh. A little confused as to why he was laughing, Greg couldn't help but to join in with Nick. They laughed all the way to the diner.

Greg was back.