Thank you so much for the kind reviews. I am finally finished with this story. Unless, I do some sort of continuation after the episode. I wasn't too happy with this last chapter. I had difficulty trying to have their mother enter the story. I also had a hard time trying to find Rick's character in a situation that would never be seen in an episode. I kindof felt like I was losing focus on who he would be. I didn't have the same problem with Town. He seems like a pretty easy character to peg. Rick is a pretty complicated guy. I finally decided to just finish it and let it be after several weeks of trying to find the right transition between that night and the last scene, which was actually written before I started part 2.

I would like to continue to do missing scene stories. Hopefully I can find the time. If anyone has any episodes they are dying to see explored let me know and maybe I'll pick that one, provided it airs on Netflix.

"Rick, are you crazy?" Town exclaimed. "How much sleep have you had in the last 2 days. You won't do him any good if you get yourself hurt."

"The best way I can help him is to find Phoebe! You know how he is! What do you think it will do to him if something happens to her?" Rick countered. "The best medicine for him is to wake up in the morning to the news that she is back home."

Town searched for the words, any words, that would have the power to dissuade Rick from his plan of action. He knew it was futile. The only one with that power right now was asleep in the ICU.

"All right," Town gave in, "but, I want you checking in."

"I'll call to check in with the station every hour to let them know where I am and find out if they have anything new. I will also call the hospital each hour to check on A.J. The hospital knows that if anything happens they should call the station."

"Fine, but if you miss a check in, I'll be out looking for you!" Huffed Town, "and if you find something, call for backup before you go in!"

Rick kicked the tires of his truck in frustration. No sign of Phoebe. All the kids on the street had gone mute. He didn't blame them; they were afraid. The only good news this morning was that A.J. was awake and had been moved to a regular room. This meant he was doing better and that their mother would not be walking into the ICU to visit with A.J. Rick got in the truck to go pick her up, hoping that he would be able to keep from her the full details of what A.J. had endured yesterday.

"Come in Rick, just let me grab my bag and I'll be ready to go," called out Cecilia Simon. "Do you think A.J. will be ready to come home when we get there?"

"I don't know, Mom. They weren't really sure how long it would take until all of the drugs left his system. They gave him something to help flush it out but, I don't know how long they want to monitor him." Rick tried to keep his tone casual so as not to cause his mother any worry.

"I'm ready." Cecelia walked to the door and got her first good look at Rick. "You look terrible sweetheart! What's wrong?"

"I was out all night looking for Phoebe and I didn't find her. I didn't get any sleep last night." Rick admitted.

"Maybe you should get some rest and I'll go pick up A.J."

"No, mom, I'll be ok. I have to meet with Town at the station in a couple of hours anyway." Rick opened the door to his truck and helped his mom step up into it.

As Rick drove them to the hospital they chatted about their concern for Phoebe and her parents. "Mom, A.J. doesn't know that we haven't found Phoebe yet. Um, we actually had her yesterday for a short time but, when A.J. was drugged someone grabbed her. I'll tell him, but I want to wait a little while."

Cecilia frowned in concern, "Do you think it is best to keep it a secret? Isn't it better for you to be honest with each other and work it out together?"

"Mom, just trust me on this. He will find out but, give me a little time to find the right moment to talk to him about it."

"322, 324, 326, here we are, 328." Rick peered through the window into A.J.'s room and smiled. His brother was sitting up; eating his breakfast and it looked like he was flirting with his nurse. Rick held to do open for his mother to enter.

"Sweetheart, how are you? Do you need anything?" Gushed Cecelia as she moved to sit in the chair the nurse had placed next to the bed before leaving.

"No, Mom, I feel fine," replied A.J. "I am hoping I'll get out of here soon."

A.J. frowned momentarily as he glanced at his brother. Something was definitely wrong but, knowing Rick; he wouldn't give the information with their mother in the room.

"Mom, I was wondering if you would be willing to go get me some clean clothes from the house." A.J. asked.

"Sure honey, I'd be happy to but, Rick drove me here so I don't have a car."

"I can take you mom," interjected Rick

"No honey, I can take a cab, that way you won't miss your meeting with Town. I won't be long." Cecilia kissed A.J. good-bye and walked out of the room.

"What is going on?" demanded A.J.

"Nothing," Insisted Rick

"I can see you are hiding something!" Pushed A.J. "Why do you have a meeting with Town. What aren't you telling me?"

Rick resigned himself to telling A.J. the truth, "What do you remember from yesterday, before the hospital?"

A.J. closed his eyes and thought, "Phoebe called her parents and we found her. Um, after that, did we stop somewhere?"

Rick nodded, "We stopped at a diner to get her some food. That is where you were drugged and while I was trying to calm you down, someone grabbed her."

"WHAT! Where is she? I need to get out of here and look for her!"

Unfortunately, Rick got the reaction he expected from his brother.

"You haven't been discharged. The doctor needs to see you first and tell you when you can leave. He may not even let you leave today."

"I saw Dr. Norton this morning. He came in and did some tests and removed the EEG before they moved me to this room. He said I was doing great."

"I meant Dr. O'Daly." Rick countered.

"Well, have him paged then. I'll wait for him to get here and then I am leaving."

"You'll do exactly what he tells you to do." Demanded Rick

A.J. looked at him defiantly. Rick knew that if A.J. had made up his mind there was nothing he could do to dissuade him. Rick stormed out of the room to the nurse's station.

"Can you page Dr. O'Daly? My brother wants to leave."

"But he hasn't been discharged and I don't know that Dr. O'Daly is even here yet." Replied the confused nurse.

"Please, my brother is insisting on leaving but, he is willing to wait until he sees Dr. O'Daly."

The nurse picked up the phone and dialed the doctor's pager number while Rick waited. "You can go wait with your brother if you would like to," she suggested.

"No, I'll just stay here." Rick didn't feel like fielding A.J.'s questions.

After only a couple of minutes Dr. O'Daly called the nurse back. "Oh, you are in the building. Can you come to the third floor? A.J. Simon is insisting that he leave. Yes, his brother is here. I'll let him know."

"Dr. O'Daly is on his way up. He shouldn't be more than a minute or two. You can wait here."

"Hi, Rick, how is your brother doing this morning?" Greeted Doctor O'Daly.

"Stubborn! Actually, he seems to feel great but, he wants to leave. There is a missing girl we are looking for and this case is the reason A.J. was drugged. He wants to go out and help look for her." Rick explained as they walked towards A.J.'s room.

"I can't imagine that he is ready for that kind of activity," replied the doctor. "Let's go see him and then I'll take a look at his chart and go over it with both of you."

"Good Morning A.J. you are looking much better today. Do you remember me? I am Dr. O'Daly."

"I think so, I remember some people in the room but, it is a little fuzzy."

"That is to be expected, you were heavily sedated for much of the day. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, I just want to leave."

"No matter how well you are feeling right now, that is not advisable. You really need to be monitored. How about I go look at Dr. Nelson's report from this morning and your readings from overnight. Then I'll come back in and talk about when you can leave."

A.J. just nodded as the doctor left the room. He knew that no matter what the doctor said, he would be leaving this hospital with Rick to go look for Phoebe.

"There is no way I am going to get A.J. to agree to staying in the hospital," thought Rick. "A.J., I'm gonna catch a quick nap while we wait for the doctor because I have a feeling it is going to be a long day.

Half and hour later Dr. O'Daly pulled a chair up to A.J.'s bed and sat down with a sigh. "A.J. please understand that I am not in favor of discharging you today. I would like you monitored here for at least 24 hours to make sure you are on the right dose of anti-seizure medication. I have your discharge paperwork, including a form for you to fill out indicating that you are leaving against medical advice in anticipation of your decision to leave anyway. Rick, the discharge instructions are all here but I want to make sure you understand what problems to watch for. If you see any of those symptoms you are to return him to the E.R. Do you both understand?"

Rick and A.J. nodded in agreement.

"Well, then, let's go over a few things. A.J. absolutely no alcohol. No medication, even over the counter, unless it is cleared by me. And, you are not allowed to drive until you get medical clearance."

"What!" a surprised A.J. exclaimed. "How am I supposed to do my job?"

"Actually, A.J., no work for at least the next few days and then you stick to your office until you can drive. It shouldn't be more than two weeks, IF you follow my instructions. If it is necessary, I can make it official and have your drivers license medically suspended but, I don't want to do that to you as it will make it more difficult for you to have it reinstated. I know you think you are fine but, you body has been through a lot in the last day. Your CAT scan was clear but, you suffered multiple seizures and there is still a small chance that you could have another. I want you on a low dose of Dilantin for the next three days and I will give you clearance to work and drive after you have been seizure free, undedicated, for a full week."

Defeated, A.J. just closed his eyes and sank back into his pillow. Rick silently motioned to the doctor to leave the room. "A.J., I have to go sign some papers, I'll be back." Rick said and he followed the doctor into the hallway.

"I think A.J. needs a few minutes. You can go over the rest of the instructions with me. He isn't likely to remember it all right now anyway. He is just thinking about finding Phoebe. I have to be honest, once we walk out of here, he won't take a break until we find that girl. I can try but, he is bullheaded."

The doctor grimaced, "I can see that."

"What else do I need to know?"

The doctor watched the obviously exhausted and anxious man standing in front of him. "First, you need to know that in a few days, your brother should be just fine. But, he needs rest and so do you. He needs to be monitored for the next two days. He shouldn't be left alone so get some help. He may still have some PCP in his system for several days. He is likely to seem a little off until he stops taking the Dilantin. I have a list of symptoms to watch for. If any of them persist please return him to the hospital. Dizziness, numbness in the extremities, nausea, anxiety, mild paranoia. As long as the episodes are brief you won't need to bring him in until his follow up appointment the day after tomorrow. His emotional reactions may also seem to be a little extreme. He may have difficulty with sensory overload so the best thing for him is to rest in a dim or dark room." Rick snorted

"That's gonna be difficult Doc."

"He may be just fine Rick, but because we can't monitor him, he is risking more serious complications. He suffered at least four seizures yesterday, one lasting almost ten minutes. If you see any sign that he is suffering from a seizure call an ambulance immediately. Any questions?"

"Yeah, how do I explain all this to my mother?" Rick replied with a sad laugh.

"I can call her if you like"

"No I don't want to scare her. I'll need to ask for her help anyway." He sighed.

Rick was still standing at the nurse's station when Cecelia walked back in. "Rick, are you ok?"

"Oh, hi Mom, yeah I'm fine, just thinking about Phoebe. A.J. is ready to go but, I think he is coming with me to meet with Town." Rick replied.

"Do you think that is wise? He is just leaving the hospital."

"Probably not Mom, but he won't rest until we find Phoebe. Don't worry; I'll take care of him. Will you be at home later? Can I bring him to your house later on today?"

"Of course honey, just call me and let me know if you are coming?"

"Thanks" Rick replied. "Why don't you go in and say hi while I finish his paperwork here. When you are finished A.J. and I will head to the police station."

After his mother left, Rick walked back into the room. "Get up A.J., let's get out of here," he said as he threw his brother's clothes at him. "Let's go home."

"Not a chance, Rick."

"It was worth a try."

Note: I was trying to decide if we should follow A.J.'s recovery and its effects on his family a little bit past the end of the episode. Thoughts?