Later that night Alex sat by Walker's bed slowly rubbing her husband's hand. Once in awhile his fingers would twitch, but she knew that it was just a muscle spasm. Earlier today he had a very bad seizure that made Doctor Miller think there was more damage done to Walker's brain then he had originally thought. Because of that Walker was sent for a CAT scan and exploratory surgery. As it turned out there were large blood clots forming which made his brain swell even worse. Doctor Miller did tell her with the clots removed the extra pressure taken off of Walker's brain, he should make better progress. But he also warned her circumstances could change at any given minute.

She patted Walker's hand then tried to smile. "Angela, drew you a picture this morning. She's coming in later to give it to you." She wiped away the tears. "It's been three days Walker. Surely you'll wake up anytime." Looking at the swollen face and now shaved head she choked up. "Why didn't you see it coming Walker? What got you so distracted that you didn't hear them?"

A light knock came at the door. "Alex, the gentleman are in the waiting room."

Turning around she saw Jimmy leaning against the door frame. She glanced down at Walker then slowly stood up. "Thank you, Jimmy."

Looking one more time at her husband she went down the hall to the waiting room. As she walked in her breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of the two men. There, standing in the middle of the room were men who could pass as Walker's sons. They both had the brownish-red hair and the puppy dog green eyes.

One of the twins walked up to Alex smiling. "Hello, my name is John Norris and this here is my brother, Michael Garrison."

Alex gave John a hug. "Thank you so much for saving my husband."

John gave her a hug then pulled back. "In the line of duty ma'am." He gave her a slight shrug. "I was just doing what I was trained to do."

She nodded. "I know." She looked at Michael then back at John. "Would you like to see him?"

Michael gave Mrs. Walker a gentle smile. "Sure ma'am."

"Okay." She began to walk down the hall with the men at her side. Suddenly she stopped and turned to face them. "What exactly happened? Do you know?"

John sighed, still frustrated at himself for not reaching the man sooner. "No, ma'am, I don't." He looked at a window to see a man heavily bandaged and laying very still on a bed. "I just saw the after effects ma'am."

Alex couldn't believe how the men almost sounded like Walker, it was rather eerie. Instead of bringing it up she pointed to the window behind her. Michael walked over to it then leaned his head against the pane of glass as he took a deep breath.

"John, this man..." Michael stepped back from the window and shook his head. "He looks really bad."

"His doctor, Doctor Miller told me that he would be dead right now if it wasn't for you two." She sighed then turned to Trivette who stood up from his chair by Walker's bed. "Again, I thank you for saving my husband."

Michael nodded. "Your welcome ma'am."

After a few more minutes of talking the men left leaving Alex alone once again alone with Walker and Trivette. As she stepped up to her husband's bed Trivette moved over to give her room. Just as he did this Walker's body began to shake ever so slightly. Soon he began to grunt as the seizure became more fierce.

Quickly Doctor Miller ran in with a team of two nurses behind him. "You two need to get out of here!"

Alex backed out crying as she did. "Why is this happening?"

Trivette gave her a big hug, he himself holding back the tears. "Don't you worry, things will get better."

Four Days Later

The hospital was quiet as usual when Alex made her way to Walker's room with a small box of decorations. In the week of his stay his room was beginning to look more comforting then when he was first admitted. Most of the pictures that decorated the walls were coloring pages sent by Angela. There was also some balloons and flowers in the room thanks to generous friends and associates. She placed the box on the table then took out a small stuffed wolf.

She smiled then placed the wolf in between Walker's right arm and chest. "This was sent by Angela." She squeezed Walker's hand. "You know those young men? Well, they returned to California yesterday. They're Marine's just like you." She took a deep breath. "They look and talk just like you Walker. Almost makes me think..." She had to stop thinking bad thoughts, that wouldn't help her cope with the situation in front of her. "Honey, I got to tell you what Angela did. She was playing with Scooter and..." She couldn't go anymore as she began to cry.

She looked at Walker's still swollen face not believing the man was her husband. For a week she studied this face trying to find anything that would seem like the old Walker. The swelling was starting to go down gradually, but each time it did the doctors would have to do more surgery on his jaw and eye orbit. So far Walker has had three surgeries for his jaw and two for his eye orbit. Unfortunately there were plenty more scheduled for the weeks to come.

Sighing she was about to sit down when something caught her attention. Looking up at Walker she noticed that his left eye was open. Quickly she began to call for Doctor Miller as she leaned over her husband. When she did she could have sworn she saw his eye following her. He was about to close his eye when Doctor Miller came rushing in.

Doctor Miller ran up to Walker's bedside then turned to Alex stunned. "It could just be a reflex, but it appears that he is awake. I'm going to do more tests. If he is awake then it's a miracle. But it will take more to really see what kind of brain damage he has."

Nodding Alex gave Walker's hand a squeeze. "You're doing it honey. You're doing it."

"Walker, do you hear me?" Asked Doctor Miller as he took hold of Walker's left hand. "Walker, if you do squeeze my hand?" Walker began to squirm as he let out a low moan. "Calm down." Walker slowly stopped moving. "Do you hear me?" Doctor Miller smiled when he saw Walker's fingers move. "That's it, keep fighting."

Trivette ran in worried. "What's the matter?"

Alex looked at him smiling. "He's awake!"

"What?" Trivette ran up to Doctor Miller then looked down at Walker. "Is it true Doctor Miller?"

Doctor Miller shook his head. "Not to sure, but it looks like it." He had to smile himself as he gently patted Walker's shoulder. "You're definitely a fighter, just keep what you're doing Walker and everything will be all right."