Six AM finally arrived and Michael's shift was over. For the first time in his life, he felt guilty leaving the hospital after working a fifteen-hour day. He turned in his clipboard and grabbed his jacket. "Good night, Karen." He said to the receptionist at the main desk.
She looked at him with concern. "Are you okay, Dr. McBain? You look tired."

Michael smiled. "Thanks, but I'm okay. I have a couple of days off for once. I guess the timing was pretty good. That hasn't happened in I don't know when."

He pulled his car into the driveway, completely exhausted. Maybe now he could get some sleep. He got out of the car and went to the back door, unlocking it quietly, trying not to wake up Ron. As soon as he opened the door, Ron ran toward him. His face was full of fear.

"Michael! Thank God you're home. Is Marcie okay?" Michael stepped inside, taking off his coat and threw his keys on the table. Sighing, he sat down on the sofa. "Well, she's in pretty bad shape, but she's stable. She's in a mild coma."

"Oh man! Why couldn't I have protected her? She's my sister for God's sake!" Ron stood up and started to pace the room.

Michael stood and pulled Ron back onto the sofa. "Ron, it's okay. It's not your fault." Typical doctor talk; even Michael didn't know if he believed that Marcie would be okay.

"It-it's all over the news." Ron said.

"What's on the news?" Michael asked curiously.

"About the accident at Llanview U." Ron said.

"What?" Michael anxiously went over to the television and turned it up. Erika's face appeared on the screen. She was being interviewed at the University.

"Mrs. Davidson, can you tell us what happened?" A reporter was asking.

"Well, at this point, all we know is that a student was attacked last night while walking to her car. Reports say that it happened around 11:15."

"Do the police have any suspects or a motive?" another reporter asked.

"Well, as you know there have been several horrific killings on the Llanview University campus, so we think it could be related." Viki replied.

"So you're saying that this student was attacked by the Music Box Killer?" Viki sighed and cleared her throat.

"Yes, it's very possible."

Michael turned off the TV. "Damn it, I need to talk to John." He grabbed his keys from the table and went to the door.

Ron followed him. "Michael, wait! You need some sleep. Why don't you take a nap and go over later?"

"No, I have to go now. That maniac almost killed Marcie and I swear he won't get away with it."

"Okay, man." Ron said, hugging him. "I'm gonna go up to the hospital and visit Marcie, so I'll see ya later."

"Give Marcie a kiss for me, will ya?" Michael said, smiling at Ron.

"Will do, Roomie." Ron said.

Arriving at the Llanview Police station, Michael raced to Bo's office. Bo and Nora stood as soon as they saw him.

"Michael!" Nora walked over to him and hugged him. "How's Marcie doing?" Bo asked. Michael sighed. Every time someone asked him about Marcie all he could think about is the way she looked when he saw her in the emergency room.

"You okay, Michael? You look like you haven't had much sleep." Bo said.

Michael sighed again. "I'm okay. I'm just worried about Marcie. She's in a coma."

Nora looked stunned and sat down. "Oh dear God. Who could have done this?"

Bo looked at Nora, then at Michael. "Well, we're gonna find the scum who did this and put him away, I promise you that."

"Thanks." Michael said. "Is-is John here?"

Just then, John opened the door. "John!" Nora said. "Michael's been looking for you."

John looked at Michael. "Hey bro. What's up?"

Nora and Bo started to leave. "Hey, you don't have to leave on my account." John said.

Nora touched Michael on the shoulder. "I think you two should be alone." She said to John as she and Bo walked out the door.

John walked to the desk and sat down. Michael sat in the chair across from him. "So, what'd you want to see me about?"

Michael cleared his throat. "You heard about the attack at the university last night, right?"

"Yeah, I was over at Natalie's so I don't know the details. Bo said he was working on it." John said.

Michael felt his throat tighten. "Marcie is the one who was attacked. She's in a coma."

"What?" John practically yelled. "Why didn't someone tell me? Damn that Haver!"

"What about Professor Haver?" Michael asked.

"He's no professor. He's a murderer! I swear to God, I'll kill him with my bare hands, if I have to! First Natalie, then our mom, and now Marcie! He's lucky she's still alive."

"Wait, what are you saying? You think Professor Haver did this? He's Marcie's favorite teacher!"

"He's also our resident Music Box Killer." John replied.

Michael sat there, stunned. Could Professor Haver really have done this to Marcie? He was on her radio show!

"This is unbelievable." Michael said, rising from his chair. He walked to the door to leave then turned around. "John? Please get this guy, whoever it is, okay? For me?"

John got up and walked over to Michael, putting an arm around his shoulder. "Definitely." He said.

Just then, Eve McBain opened the door. "John, have you seen-Michael, honey are you okay?" she said throwing her arms around Michael. "I've just come from the hospital. I'm so sorry about Marcie. It's a terrible thing."

John paced the room. "This is Haver's doing. I know it."

Eve stiffened. "Oh God, not him. You mean he's still on the loose?"

"Not for long, Mom. Not after what he did to you, Natalie and now Marcie."

"Why on Earth would he want to hurt Marcie so badly?" Eve asked.

"Because Haver knows that Michael is my brother and Marcie is Michael's girlfriend. He'll do anything to anyone with any connection to me. He knows Marcie works here."

Michael looked terrified. "John, please catch whoever did this, please!" Michael said. "Marcie's in a coma and I don't know if she'll ever wake up." He kissed Eve on the cheek and walked out the door.