Almost a week later, Egon was still in a coma. The guys were getting worried since Egon was still unconscious. They took turns sitting with Egon even though Peter still had trouble because he still felt guilty. Janine, Kylie, Jenny, and Mel took care of the calls so the guys could stay with Egon. It was evident the guys weren't leaving his side.
On Thursday, Peck went on trial for abducting and beating Egon. When Peck was escorted into the courtroom and saw Peter, Ray, and Winston stare at him in a murderous way, he got a little scared, not wanting to feel their wrath again. A few times during the trial, Peck insulted Egon and the guys got so mad, they jumped up and charged at Peck, but the officers had to hold them back. After a few hours, Peck was found guilty and was sentenced to 25 years in prison. The guys were happy, and as Peck was taken out of the courtroom, the guys smirked evilly at him.
They then went back to the hospital where Janine was sitting with Egon, who still wasn't awake yet. But thankfully, Egon had been taken off the ventilator and was breathing on his own. But he still needed some extra oxygen, so he was put on a nasal tube. The poison had been flushed from his system and was still on medication to make sure his heart and lungs wouldn't get infected.
"How's he doing?" Winston asked.
"About the same." Janine replied as she held Egon's hand.
"Well, the good news is is that Peck was found guilty and is in jail." said Ray.
"Oh thank God." Janine said with relief. "Who's gonna be the head of PCOC now?"
"We don't know." Peter replied, "That'll be up to the mayor."
"...Peter?" a weak, hoarse voice said quietly.
Peter's eyes widened as he looked at Egon. "Spengs, did you...say something?"
"Egon, are you awake?" Ray asked with wide hopeful eyes.
Peter then held on to Egon's hand and said, "Egon, if you can hear me, hold out your hand."
Egon slowly wrapped his fingers around Peter's.
"You're awake!" Winston exclaimed.
"Stop..." Egon stammered, "I...have a...headache."
"Oh, sorry." Winston said as he lowered his voice. "We're just happy that you're finally awake."
"How...long was I out for?" Egon asked.
"Almost a week now. 6 days to be exact." Ray replied.
"Hey, can you open your eyes for us?" Janine asked.
Egon slowly open his heavy eyelids. His eyes were still a little glazed over and pale, but the unfocused look was gone.
"We're glad you're ok." Janine said. She then kissed Egon on the cheek, which caused him to blush.
Peter hung his head and said, "Egon, it was my fault you got abducted. If I hadn't set that prank or said that hurtful comment, you would have been in this mess. I'm sorry."
"No Peter, it wasn't your fault I got kidnapped." Egon said, while trying to sit up, but his movements were limited, "Peck was probably planning to kidnap me. I knew you cared about me cause when Peck shot me and you comforted me, I knew you cared about me. And I would do the same for you if I was in your situation. And I'm sorry for yelling at you, and I forgive you for the comment."
"Thanks Egon." Peter said with a smile. "I feel a hell of a lot better now."
"And I'm proud to call you my brother." Egon said while smiling lightly.
"Me too." Peter said as he hugged his best friend. "And speaking of Peck, you don't have to worry about him."
"Let me guess, he got thrown in jail." Egon said with a sly smile.
"You guessed it." Winston said.
A week later, Egon was released from the hospital. He did have strict guidelines, such as resting, even though Egon didn't like to rest sometimes and was pretty active. He also have to take a medication for pain and another one to help flush the remains of the poison out of his systems, but his heart was beating normally and strong and he had no trouble breathing. But he also had to have a set of crutches until his legs were strong enough.
"How ya feeling?" Peter asked one evening as he walked into the bedroom after getting back from a bust.
"A little better." Egon replied as he closed the book he was reading.
"Ok, can I tell you what you missed?" asked Peter.
"Sure." Egon said.
"Well, during that week, Winston, Ray, and I went looking for. I mean, we did eat, sleep, shower, change clothes, or anything. We did nothing but look for you."
"Really?" Egon asked raising his eyebrow.
"Oh yeah. Jenny had to persuade us in order to get us to rest." Ray said as he walked in.
"We didn't want to, but we figured it wouldn't do you any good if we died while looking for you." Winston said.
"Yeah, and we almost killed Peck." Ray said.
"What?" Egon asked with a shocked look.
"Yeah, we were just so angry at how he hurt you, we decided to take revenge. We almost shot him with the proton pack." Peter said.
"That's not like you guys." Egon remarked.
"We know, but we were full of hurt and rage, we just thought that Peck deserved to die. We still think he does." said Winston.
"Yeah, but Janine stopped us. We're kinda glad she did cause killing Peck would make us no better than him." Peter said.
"Well good. Cause even though I don't like Peck, killing him wouldn't make us look like heroes." Egon said.
"Yeah, but I have an idea." Ray said, "How about we order pizza? I'm starving."
"Me too." Winston said.
"I'm ok." Egon said.
"No Egon. Peck had you locked up for a week, and you didn't eat. You need to eat something. You're looking a little lankier than usual." Peter said. Since Egon had lost some weight, a couple of his ribs could be seen.
"Ok, ok." Egon said giving in, "Whatever y'all say."
"Good." Peter said as he walked out of the room. "Cause I'm starving as well!"
The End.
