'Hey! What's up?' Dr. Graham smiled and looked at his friend. 'You seem tired. I'd be too. That's, what, 72 pages?'
Adam laughed and sat down, prompting his friend to do the same.
'Hey… Thanks. You know, for making it here. If it wasn't for you, none of us would have made it through this. It means a lot'
The neurologist looked at the sky.
'Beautiful, isn't it? It's always good when things end well, don't you think?'
Adam looked at his friend in the eyes and laughed.
'Hey, don't forget to review, alright? We like that. A lot'
The surgeon got up and removed the dust from his clothes, then headed for the exit.
'Well… I gotta go. I have a surgery scheduled that starts in 10 minutes… Maria's gonna eat me alive if I'm even more late' he laughed.
Just before he left. Dr. Graham looked at his friend in the eye one last time.
'Hey… I know I already said it, but… Thank you. I mean it. You truly are the 8th Doctor of Trauma Team' he winked, then left.
'Hey!' he shouted. 'See you later, alright? I've got a lot more stories to tell you!'