**Guys... I need the Bromance between these two like I need another hole in my head. But in all seriousness, here we have Will Campbell being an absolute lovable dork, and Ethan Willis being, well, Ethan Willis! I hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 13 - You're Crazy, but Not That Crazy

Life around Angels Memorial had mostly returned to normal, save for the fact that they were down a key player, and everyone had started to get back into a routine. Leanne had returned to work, sticking to shorter shifts, before spending a few hours with Ethan in the early morning, and then going home to sleep around noon. She would wake up and repeat every day for almost a week before Ethan opened his eyes again.

When Ethan woke up the first thing he noticed was that it was bright. Really fucking bright. And he felt like screaming for someone to turn the damn lights off. But when he opened his mouth, nothing came out. He felt a hand squeeze his gently before a face appeared over his and he was shocked to see a weary looking Will Campbell standing over him.

"Will?" His voice was crackly and it was so dry that saying that simple word had sent pain through his throat.

"Hey there Sleeping Beauty." Will's voice was soft and playful, and Ethan was thankful for it. "You've been out for over a week." He offered the man a sip of water, and Ethan was even more thankful for that, his throat finally feeling softer and somewhat back to normal.

Ethan blinked his eyes repeatedly and tried to sit up, but Will's hand on his chest stopped him. "What happened?"

"Your arm was infected." Ethan watched as the director sat down on the bed beside his hip as he checked his pulse quickly. "You spiked a fever." Ethan nodded his head at the man's words. He vaguely remembered waking Noa up in the middle night because he knew something was wrong. The red head had fallen asleep next to him in the bed, Mario not far off, his tall framed crammed into the small easy chair in front of the window. "We had to do surgery again."

"How bad?" He couldn't believe this. He had been feeling great. Until he woke up at 1:00 in the morning and the world was spinning and his arm was on fire and he couldn't hold anything down, not even water.

"You're gonna be just fine." Will offered him a gentle smile and Ethan nodded his head in response. "Few more days in here and you'll be free."

Ethan swallowed and closed his eyes. He wished Leanne was here. He wished he could see her face. He had been so upset after their fight. He had balled his eyes out to Noa and Mario like some damn child and he had tossed and turned before finally getting settled. He couldn't bare the thought of Leanne hating him. He couldn't bear the thought of never getting her back. He needed her. More than he'd ever needed anything. And it was killing him to think that she was gone for good.

"She's at home Ethan." Ethan's eyes popped open, the doctor's words startling him. When the hell did he get inside my head? "She's been working a normal eight hour shift at night. She sits with you for a few hours and then goes home to get some rest."

Letting out a breath he didn't know he had been holding, Ethan offered the man a small smile. "She's okay?"

Will nodded his head and let out a chuckle. "She's fine. Almost broke my hand, but she's fine."

Ethan laughed in response, licking his lips before speaking again. "She's a tough one." The smile on his face betrayed his inner fear and the look on Will's face told him that the other man saw right through it.

"She said you two had a fight." Raising an eyebrow, Will poked, and Ethan was just loopy enough to bend.

"Yeah." He sighed, reaching up to wipe his good hand over his sore eyes. "It was a bad one Will."

Will chuckled again, the image of his two best doctors yelling at each other like an old married couple enough to lighten his sour mood. "Is that so?"

"She told me she hates me." Ethan closed his eyes and relaxed his head back against the pillow. "I told her to go fuck herself." Opening his eyes he looked up, the look on Will's face causing him to laugh. "Well, in a manner of speaking."

Campbell smiled softly and patted Ethan on the shoulder. "I'm sure you two will be fine."

Ethan shook his head back and forth and swallowed back a sob. "I don't know man. I don't know how you come back from a fight like that."

"You two belong together Ethan, you both know it. Hell, the entire hospital knows it." His voice was soft, and Ethan was appreciative of the comfort the other man brought to the situation. He had once hated the man. He had once wanted to deck the man in his face. But that been almost a year and a half ago, and now? Well now, he was lucky to call the man one of his closest friends.

"I love her Will." Ethan's voice was so soft that he knew the other doctor had barely heard it. But for some reason, saying those words out loud right now was hard.

"I know." Will squeezed his shoulder again and shook him gently, causing him Ethan to look him in the eyes. "And she knows too."

Ethan sighed, "I don't think so."

Chuckling, Will poked his chest. "You wouldn't have been walking around for the past three weeks with that damn ring in your pocket if you didn't think she loved you."

Ethan opened his mouth to respond, but he just couldn't find the words. So instead, he let out a soft laugh and nodded his head up and down. "Yeah." He sighed, offering the man a small smile in return. "I guess I wouldn't now would I?"

The other man shook his head back and forth and offered up a laugh of his own. "You're crazy." He sighed. "But not that crazy." Ethan rolled his eyes at the man's comment, but he knew he was telling the truth.

"Will you let her know that I'm awake?" He knew that she needed her sleep, but he needed to see her. He needed to hold her hand and kiss her and tell her just how much he loved her. And he would say it a million times if that's what it took to get her back in his arms. "Please?"

"I'll text her." The doctor's voice was calm, the look on his face matching. "But I'm gonna let her sleep if that's what she's doing."

Ethan nodded his head. "That's fine. I just want her to be able to make the decision when she's up for it."

Nodding his head, Campbell squeezed Ethan's shoulders once more before standing, offering him a soft smile. "How about I get you your phone, and you can text her yourself?"

"That would be great." Ethan knew he sounded way to excited about that prospect, but if he could just talk to her, even through text, that would make a world of difference.

"Give me a few minutes." Will moved toward the closed door and offered Ethan another smile. "I'll send Rollie up with it."

Ethan simply nodded his head in response, laying his head back against his pillow with a soft sigh, his eyes falling shut. The smile that crept onto his face when he thought of Leanne put a little pep in Will's step, and he quickly left the room in search of Rollie.

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