Ezra watched him leave without another word. He didn't get any more progress with the others and soon asked to go back to his room. After his nurse left, he snuck back out and down the hall to where he found Chris Larabee's room.

He knocked twice before going in. Chris was standing next to the window looking out.

"I guess I have to thank you then."

"For what?" asked Ezra, stepping further into the room.

"For making me realize that I couldn't give up." Chris turned and looked at Ezra finally. He couldn't read anything from his stone expression.

"I did meet you three years ago."

"And a year later I tried to kill myself. Ended up in a coma. Who would've guessed? Since then I've been replaying that same scene over in my head. Until you actually said something different. After that, I stopped looking at the glass in front of me and at the world around me."

"We were all in that bar at the same time." Ezra breathed. He hadn't noticed. Three years ago, he had missed them all.

"Don't know how the others ended up sleeping away days, but for some reason, we were drawn to you while our bodies were here."

"So you don't know what this all means or why it happened?"

Chris shrugged, "Second chances I guess. For us to actually meet instead of missing each other."

"For you to finally make friends." Came a voice behind Ezra. He turned around and found the other five men standing at the door. Nathan gave a smile that spoke of new understanding.

"Couldn't place the feeling. Only assumed it was a dream and that you were just pulling my leg. Vin here explained it." Buck said with a huge smile of his own.

"Makes for an interesting case." Josiah nodded.

"And you're the reason we woke up, right? So, thanks for that." JD added with a grin.

"We all thank you." Vin dipped his head slightly.

Ezra looked at each of them, feeling overwhelmed, but it was nice.

"I'm sorry about asking, but how did we somehow mentally connect with Ezra? How did he see us if our bodies were in the hospital? Why did we only wake up after his accident and he finally did?" Nathan threw out question after question.

"And what does it all mean?" asked Josiah.

Nathan looked at the older man as if he were making fun of him. "I'm serious!"

"So am I. This doesn't usually happen I'm sure."

"And none of us have met before?" asked JD.

"Wait, you don't know Buck?" Ezra turned to the youngest in surprise. "You were playing pool with him.

"Yeah but it was just a game. I wasn't really paying attention to the guy. Only noticed he kept on hitting on all the girls. I stopped playing with him after that. Left early and then had my accident with my motorcycle."

"I knew of Chris. From back in college. Didn't talk to him though." Buck shrugged, "Everyone else is new to me."

"Vin seems to know a lot of what's going on, or at least a better clue." Nathan pointed out.

The others all looked to Vin. He, like the rest of them, had shaved his beard and looked years younger.

"I've heard from my grandfather once when I was little, that some people had the ability to speak to people pass the world."

"Cool." JD said in wonder.

"You don't actually think Ezra has the ability to talk to the unconscious people, do you?" Nathan rose a skeptical brow.

"I mean, the people he thought were his imaginary friends could've been real people that he had seen like us. Your mind doesn't create something from the imagination without having some kind of reference."

"So Ezra, you have super powers!" JD bounced excitedly. "That's awesome."

"What happens next then?"

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I could sure use a drink if you catch my drift." Buck wiggled his eyebrows.

"You still trying to hit on that bartender? What makes you think seeing you will make a difference?" JD rolled his eyes.

The other men laughed and things slowly began to feel like they did before they were all visible. When they were finally all discharged, they decided to celebrate with drinks. Buck offered to buy, an ulterior motive to talk to Inez longer. Like JD predicted, Inez didn't fall for the other man's charms. After Buck had joined the others at the table, Ezra decided to hang back at the counter.

"You seem to be doing better, sir." She observed.

"That I am." Ezra smiled, looking over at the table of men waiting for him to join them. "Can I ask you something."

"Sure."

"You can finally see them now correct?"

"The men at the table, yes?"

"Good." Ezra let out a sigh.

"Not sure what is going on really…"

"Truth is, I don't either. All I know is that they were waiting for me to finally bring them back to the world of the living."

Inez was confused at what he was talking about, but she figured that as long as the guy was happy, it was alright.

Ezra went home that night, happier than ever. He didn't know what to do with himself for the next few hours before bed, but he knew he couldn't fall asleep yet. A ring from his phone had him stop his rummaging through the fridge and answer it.

"This is Standish."

"Ezra." It was Vin. "I think something's wrong."

"What is it?" Ezra frowned and stopped what he was doing and close the fridge door.

"I don't think everything is completely—"

"Vin!" Ezra called into the speaker.

He was met with silence on the other end for a full minute.

"— fine. I think…" Vin stopped talking and looked up. Ezra nearly dropped his phone he was in shock. Vin had suddenly appeared in his kitchen, still talking into his phone. They looked at each other, too confused to even know what to say until Vin finally broke it. "Things are still acting freaky."

THE END

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