Jimmy looked up into the starry sky, trying to count them all. He smiled and laughed to himself, Jack Driscoll joined him and sat on the ship's rail. "It's so big..." Jimmy whispered. "What is?" Jack asked quietly. "The sky...I just never noticed it till now." Jimmy's voice suddenly seemed quieter. "Why don't you come and eat something with me and Englehorn, huh?" Jack suggested. Jimmy looked up at Jack and nodded, together they went down into the Venture's galley. It had only been a week since Hayes had died, but Jimmy seemed to shove it off and continue his duties...everything was looking up, especially since after they finish their last trip to a Caribbean island...Jimmy was going to stay at Jack's apartment in New York.
Jimmy smiled at Captian Englehorn as he took his seat next to Jack, Jimmy looked at a wall. A picture of Mr.Hayes was hanging right where he could see it, Jack looked at Jimmy then took his hand and squeezed it. "You okay?" Jack whispered. Jimmy nodded and began to eat, he couldn't understand why but Captian Englehorn was just grinning at him...looking awfully smug, and for him, that was SMUG. Jimmy picked up his mug of coffee and took a small sip, then continued to eat. Englehorn's look turned into dissapointment. Jimmy took down some more coffee, then continued with his eating. Englehorn now was cursing to himself, out of nowhere...Jimmy started shaking all over, his hands were clammy and cool...sweat beated against his brow. "Jim, you feeling okay?" Jack asked waringly. Jimmy got up from the table, and began coughing up blood up and down the hall. Jack followed the trail, right into Jim's cabin...where he found him laying lifelessly on the floor.