The ER doctors and nurses are working on getting Mrs. O'Reilly breathing again. Nurse Proctor looks up to see Taylor and her partner bringing in Walsh. She leaves the trauma room to find out what's going on.

"Isn't that Billy Walsh from Squad 55?" Proctor asks

"Yeah." Taylor replies

"What happened?" Proctor asks

"Fire in his apartment building, he saved a woman, got burns on about 9 of his body- arms and legs. Smoke inhalation, the works. Got an order for Morphine and after 5 mills he stopped talking, had anaphylactic reaction. Pushed 10 of Epi and still nothing. Had to tube him in route to protect his airway." Taylor gives the run down

"Okay, Trauma 2. Dana get a doctor now!" Proctor tells Dana who is still at the desk.

Soon Taylor turns over care of Walsh to the staff at Mercy. She backs out of the trauma room and watches through the window as they work on him. It's a feverish pace. They slip him into a gown and started to give him medicines to get him to breathe on his own again. It was clear that he was having an anaphylactic reaction. Taylor had never before had a patient who was allergic to morphine. But there was a first for everything. She watched the heart monitor. It was looking a little better than it had when she had brought him in.

Her partner walked over to her.

"Hey Alex, we got another call." He said

She nodded. "Okay, let's go."

And they left the ER.

Back at Squad 55 DK paced up and down the bay. Jimmy noticed, as did Lombardo.

"DK, you're gonna wear a hole in the floor man." Jimmy smiled

"Walsh is late." DK said worried

"He's not here yet?" Jimmy asked

:"Nope, supposed to be here and ain't." DK replied

Kim and Bobby walked down the stairs to go to their rig.

"You seen Walsh?" Jimmy asked. DK had to be wrong.

Kim and Bobby both shook their heads no and went on towards the bus. They had a call to take and didn't have time to watch DK pace.

Jimmy, Lombardo, and DK all headed up to Lt. Johnson's office.

"Hey boss, you hear from Walsh?" Jimmy asks

"Captain Taylor called, apparently there was a fire at his apartment building this morning. He got some burns and is at Mercy getting them checked out." Lt. Johnson said calmly

"He okay?" DK asked

"I don't know, haven't heard that much." Lt. Johnson replied

As the three firefighters left the room Lt. Johnson sat at his desk. He picked up the phone and called into Mercy's ER.

"This is Lt. Johnson with FDNY. I was wondering how one of my firefighters is doing. Bill Walsh." He said into the phone. After a pause of a couple minutes he then replied to the person on the other end. "Okay, thank you."

He sighed a moment and leaned back in his chair to think. He wanted to go to the hospital to check on him, but couldn't leave his Squad. So he did the next best thing. He picked up the phone again and called dispatch.

"This is Lt. Johnson of the 55, when Boyd 55-3 gets to Mercy, have them call the house. Thanks." He said into the phone.

It was a benefit of having medics in the house too. You could find out what was happening at the hospital. He leaned back up to his desk and continued doing paperwork while the guys milled about the house. He thought of something that might keep them busy.

"Hey why don't you all go downstairs and was the Squad?" he suggested

"Alright." DK said, it was something to do.

They all knew that if something major were to happen with Walsh's status, Lt. Johnson would come down and get them.

Tommy pulls the Squad out along the curb as Jimmy and Lombardo get the buckets ready to go. DK grabs the hose and begins to wet down the truck.

"This sucks." Lombardo says

"What sucks?" Tommy asks

"We're here washing the truck and Walsh is laying in a hospital somewhere and we don't even know how he is." Lombardo replies

"Lieu'll let us know when he finds out something, " Tommy reasons

"Yeah but I don't wanna sit around here waiting." DK adds

They continue to wash the squad as the police RMPs leave.

"They're in a hurry." DK says

"Yeah, wonder what that's all about." Lombardo adds

The alarm sounds.

"Squad 55 Adam 55-3 respond to assist PD 1162 Morningside."

"Guess we're about to find out." Jimmy replies as they head for their gear.

Walsh woke up in the hospital bed. His arms were wrapped up in white gauze. He had an IV coming from his hand now. He had oxygen tubing in his nose as well. He wanted to move but he was afraid to with all the wires and tubes going everywhere. He was frustrated.

"At least you can breathe on your own." A female voice said from the doorway

Walsh looked over.

"Yeah, that's always a plus." Walsh replies

"Okay, so can we say we're even now? You saved my life I saved yours?" Taylor asks with a smile

"Yeah." Walsh replies

"Don't say it like you mean it or anything." Taylor cracked

"What the hell happened?" Walsh asked

"I gave you morphine for the pain of your burns, and well apparently you're allergic to it. You stopped breathing on your own and I had to give you a tube. And well you know some of the rest." Taylor smiled

"Thanks." Walsh hesitated

"You okay?" Taylor asked

"I feel kinda sick." Walsh admitted

Taylor grabbed a basin from the counter and handed it to him just in time. She then handed him a washcloth. He took it and wiped his face.

"Thanks." He said

"You're welcome." Taylor replied

"So how long am I gonna be stuck here?" He asked her

"I don't know, my guess is at least tonight for observation." Taylor was honest

It was nearly 1 o'clock in the afternoon. Taylor would be off in a couple hours. She had to finish her run sheets, including the one from Walsh's transport.

"Mrs. O'Reilly made it." Taylor told Walsh

"Good." Walsh replied

"You saved her." Taylor was trying to get Walsh to cheer up

"Yeah, look what that got me." He held up his arms

"You know what, I get off in a couple hours. Why don't I come back in then, let you get your rest." Taylor suggested

"If you want to." Walsh was clearly upset that he was in the hospital.

"You need anything?" Taylor asked

"Nah, I'm good. Thanks." Walsh said

"You're welcome." Taylor smiled as she left the room

Walsh starred out the window when he heard two more familiar voices.

"So how's the hero feeling?" Bobby asked

"Heard what you did. That took a lot of guts." Kim added

"Just doing my job." Walsh replied

"So how you feeling?" Bobby asks

"How's it look like I'm feeling?" The anger was coming out

Walsh was angry that he was in the hospital instead of at work. He was angry that he was now the object of everyone's pity. He didn't want to be in this situation and didn't know how to handle it.

"I'm sorry." He apologized to Bobby and Kim, "I just don't want to be here right now."

"I understand." Bobby says as Kim nods

"Lt. Johnson asked us to check on you, so that's what we're doing. Wanted to make sure you were okay and that you didn't need anything." Kim said

"Thank you. Tell everyone that I'm doing okay and that I'll be back this week." Walsh was confident

"Don't rush it okay?" Bobby asked

Their radio buzzed with a call for them.

"Well, that's us." Bobby added

"You take care." Kim said

"Thanks." Walsh said as the medics left.

Walsh sat for a little while and watched TV and slowly he drifted off to sleep.