Jimmy woke up the next morning with doctors standing all around him.

"Mr. Doherty, you're up!" a doctor said.

He just stared at them blankly as if to say get out of here!

"You gave your girlfriend quite a fright this morning. Glad to see you're doing better!"

Jimmy narrowed his eyes to show how he was feeling.

"Mr. Doherty, we are able to take your ventilator out now. When we pull it out, your throat might feel a bit scratchy but when you drink some water, it should be just fine. You will feel pressure, but no pain when it comes out. On the count of three. 1,2,3.There you go, that's better isn't it?"

Jimmy started to cough violently. Little did he know that this was what happens. The doctor absent mindedly forgot to tell him.

"W-where's.Kim?" he asked hastily.

"She's in the waiting room. I'll send her in when she awakes," he said checking his vitals, "you seem to be doing better, Mr. Doherty. You'll be out of her in no time."

Just as he finished his sentence, Walsh entered the room. "Jimmy! You got your tube thingy out!"

"Yeah. What are you doing here?" he questioned.

"What do you think? I came to check on you! Do you mind?"

"No, not at all! Come have a seat. What's new at the house?" he asked.

"Not much, really. Well you did miss one night a couple days ago where Carlos was making dinner and he spilled the chicken sauce all down his shirt. You can only imagine how he acted!" Walsh said chuckling.

He stayed there for awhile talking about all the stuff happening around the fire hall. About how they were getting a new rookie. "We want you to train him," Walsh continued. "We think you're the best for the job. We just only hope you'll be back in time."

"Well, the doctor." he started but pain started searing down his raw throat. Jimmy didn't want to continue, but he had to, for Walsh.

"Jimmy, are you alright? Do you need me to get a nurse for you?" Walsh questioned nervously.

"N-no. I'll be fine," he took a deep breath and started to finish his sentence. " The doctor says I'll most likely be out in a couple of days. I have to rest at home for about another couple of weeks then I'll be able to go back to work." It was incredibly hard for him to say all that at once. If he was really smart he would have not said that all. Walsh, for all, could have asked Kim or the doctor. Walsh left around an hour. Kim still hadn't come in. She must still be sleeping, Jimmy thought. He was left in the solitary room all by himself. He only had his thoughts to keep him company. I'm hungry. I want something to eat, he thought rubbing his belly which was still a tad sore.

Finally, for what seemed like ages, Kim returned.

"Sorry I took so long, Jimmy. I just woke up." She said apologetically.

"No problem. Walsh visited with me for a couple of hours." He said coughing.

"Jimmy, don't talk. Get some rest, sleep." Kim said stroking Jimmy's hair.

Authors Note: Sorry this chapter was short. I promise I'll make the next one longer. Please review and tell me if I should continue or not. Thanks.