Chapter 4 of ?

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The young agent meets back up with his friends ready to check out. Bozer is just finishing up the hospital discharge papers while Jack pulls his truck around to the exit.

"All set Mac?"

"Yep, I am so ready to go home and back to bed"

Bozer follows Mac out the sliding glass doors and see's Jack standing by his vehicle."Alright, this is good, thank you for your help" Mac says to the nurse who is behind his wheelchair.

With worried eyes glued to him, Mac slowly and carefully stands up out of the chair, situates the crutches under his arms and makes his way to Jack. The change from horizontal to vertical position of his leg causes a wave of pain as well as a feeling of lightheadedness. He blinks a couple times, keeping his head down to hide the grimace on his face and continues to the truck. The ride home was pleasantly uneventful, both Mac and Bozer had fallen asleep. When they get home the sun is just starting to make its way up.

"Alright brother, we're back, let me help you get inside"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, okay. Thank's Jack"

Jack helps his friend out of the backseat while Bozer goes to unlock the house. When he opens the door he is reminded of why they left in the first place. A broken lamp on the ground, the couch in a slightly different location, blankets, pillows, fiberglass and duct tape sprawled about on the floor. He quickly runs in to straighten up and clear a path for Mac.

Jack watches with caring eyes as his friend props himself up on his crutches. Macgyver could feel Jack's gaze burning a hole in him.

"Relax Jack, I'm okay now, you can stop worrying"

"I'm not worrying," Jack replies, "Just making sure you...I guess I am worrying. It's just, I feel so bad, if it wasn't..."

"Stop, this was not your fault, any of it. Just a fluke accident. If anything I'm glad you're here to keep me company, if I ever needed my two best friends, now's the time, but I do need your help with one thing."

"Anything!"

"I need you to move back a little"

"Huh?"

"You're blocking the walkway… I can't get to the house." Mac says as he flashes one of his famous grins and he begins his trek to the house.

Bozer pauses as he watches his friend make his way in.

"Hey Mac, I'm just straightening up, do you need anything?"

"No thanks, I'm just going to go to bed, I beat...literally."

The injured blonde crutches his way ever so slowly towards his room, he's aware of his speed but between his pain and fatigue he can't will himself to move any faster. The ER Doc sent Mac home with a metal contraption to use instead of the framework he was previously given to elevate his leg. The new one was much easier to use and was even portable, meaning he wouldn't have to wrestle with the pillows on the couch anymore.

"Well, I guess that happened" Jack says to Bozer, closing the door behind him.

"Yep, I guess it did. I'm going go back to sleep too, I'll pull the vacuum out tomorrow. Goodnight" Bozer nods his head toward Jack as he heads down the hall.

Jack is left alone in the living room. He sits down on the couch, appreciative that Bozer cleaned up a bit. He checks his phone, 4:36am. Knowing there's no way he's going to be able to fall asleep Jack decides to flip on the T.V. not to watch, because god knows the only thing on at 4:30 in the morning is paid programs. Instead he just wants the background noise, he's hoping it will help him relax.

At 6:00 am Mac's internal alarm clock wakes him up, normally he wakes up at 6, goes for a run, comes home, takes a shower and eats breakfast, then starts the rest of his day. Remembering the previous hours and his disastrous SNAFU, he decides to lay in bed and try to sleep in.

It's 8 o'clock when Mac wakes again. His body longed for more time in bed but his mind was awake. Plus the urge to pee ended the debate as to sleep or wake. He slowly got himself out of bed. From the bathroom Mac went back to his room, put on a clean shirt and grabbed a book off his shelf. With the paperback wedged under his chin he carefully and strategically crutches himself to the kitchen where he finds Jack.

"Hey bud! How ya feeling? Sleep okay?"

"Good morning, I'm doing alright, slept in a bit so that was good, what about you?" Mac asks as he looks over to the couch where Bozer is still cleaning from the previous endeavours.

"Yeah well, I watched some T.V. after you guys went to bed, fell asleep sometime during an ad for pool cleaner robot."

"Sounds… interesting" Mac says while Bozer approaches.

"Well, that's all of it" Bozer says holding up a garbage bag with bits of Mac's old cast in it.

"Thanks Boz, but you didn't have to do that, I would've…"

"You would've what?" Bozer cuts in, pursing his lips and directing his gaze to Mac's leg.

"Okay, I guess I wouldn't have really been able to clean up. Thank you."

"Mac, you're injured, like seriously injured, it's okay to ask for help. Neither Jack nor I expect you to do much more than lounging for a while. We're here for you."

"Well I really do appreciate it."

Mac stops at the counter for a granola bar and a glass of water. Jack offers him his pain medication. Mac studies then for a minute before he decides to take them.

He puts his glass in the sink and heads to the couch. He gets himself situated and begins to read. He can feel the two sets of eyes on him, but decides ignore them.

"What are you going to do this morning Mac? Watch something on the telly?" Jack asks, still finishing his bowl of cereal.

"I think I'm just going to read for a while. It's too early for television, and I need something that will engage my mind. There are only so many FRIENDS reruns I can watch in one sitting!"

Bozer chimes in, "I hear that! I really need a day to get that 'smelly cat' song out of my head!"

"You're the boss, brother, let me know if you need anything. I'll just be chilling."