Shawn woke up the next morning at 5:00. The conversation from the night before was still running through his mind. He made himself some coffee and sat, staring blankly at the wall. He heard the door open and turned to see Cory standing in the doorway.

"Couldn't sleep either?" Shawn asked Cory.

"Nah, for the first time in my life my head hasn't stopped thinking."

"Life is crazy. Right when you think you have your life all organized a single event can change everything."

"Yeah, I know. Like the time Jack showed up. You were so shocked that you guys didn't get along for a while. Or like the time when Topanga's parents split. She was so sure that she could marry me, and then, nothing. She wanted to break up."

"I guess timing is everything," Shawn said while pouring Cory some coffee.

They sat talking until 7:00 when Topanga walked in. She was surprised to find the two not in each other's hold.

"Impressive," she said after they had told her the conversation of last night.

"What is?" Shawn asked.

"You two were able to work things out without me having to get a WWF wrestling ring in here. Men these ages are really starting to improve."

Cory and Shawn looked at her with the Ha-Ha-Ha faces on. They were only partially amused.

"So," she began, "are you guys going to work or sit around here and bond."

"Be there in a second," Cory replied as Topanga walked back to her own apartment. "Shawn, you uhhhh, you realize that today you aren't going to have a choice. He's your teacher, you need to clear things up with him."

Shawn nodded his head. "Yeah, I know. Just one more thing I have to be nervous about."

"Wait, one more thing? How many things are there?"

"Cory, think, I'm in college. What college student isn't worrying about his grades."

Cory smiled relieved that it wasn't anything really serious. He went to join Topanga in getting ready.

Shawn went to his room and did the same thing. They met a half an hour later at Java Sun.

"Shawn," Kristen said as he walked in, "nice to see you on regular hours."

"Very funny," he replied as he went to the back to get his apron.

Cory and Topanga walked in five minutes later. They did the morning rounds but were surprised to find that there were very few customers. At 12:30 they left for class. They reached the building with 15 minutes to spare so they decided to get situated early then talk to Mr. Turner.

When they entered the auditorium they found several students already in their seats writing down some notes in their notebooks. Cory looked to the front of the room to find an overhead with several notes already posted. He also noticed instead of Mr. Turner at the front desk was an older, chubby looking man.

Cory walked up to the desk. "Excuse me, Mr…"

"Sudak," he man answered.

"Right, Mr. Sudak. Where is Mr. Turner?"

The man barely made a movement. "Hospital. Some kind of emergency surgery. Don't know if he will be back."

Cory starred at Shawn and Topanga, who were standing behind him. They looked into each other's eyes and immediately ran out of the auditorium. Out of the building and down the main street they ran until they need to stop for some air.

"We should take a cab," Topanga said out of breath.

They waved over one of the many cabs circling the street looking for some customers.

"St. John's Hospital," Topanga yelled as she was climbing in. "Please, quickly."

"You're not about to have a baby?" the driver said with his Indian accent.

"What?" she asked. "Oh, no it's our friend. Please, hurry."

The driver was able to get the three there in five minutes. Cory and Shawn rushed up to the doors as Topanga paid the fee.

"We're looking for Jonathan Turner," Cory said as he approached the front desk.

The receptionist looked up at him. She quickly typed in the name and told them he was in room 348. "Go up to level three and follow the red strip on the wall."

They thanked her and started toward the elevator. They reached the third floor within the minute and immediately started to follow the large red strip along the wall. Underneath it was a green one and a blue one, both heading in different directions. They followed the strip around corners and through halls until they came upon 348.

The door to the room was open but none of them went in. Cory and Topanga looked at Shawn and Shawn looked back at them. Topanga nudged him forward but he grabbed hold of her. They both fell into the room and Cory, feeling alone, followed after them. Jonathan looked at them with tired eyes. Cory, Shawn, and Topanga all looked at him and smiled. For a moment everything in the room was peaceful, but it was soon to be broken by the sound of Shawn running out of the room.