If You Could See What I See- Rehab Week 6

by Voyager Tip

A missing scene that happened 6 weeks after the judge found Mark at the bottom of the ravine. I figured he would need a lot of time to recover from his injuries and the severe exposure and a lot could have happened during those weeks. Just a bit of fluff for a little variety.

4. The Ride Home

Ch 4 Ride home

Honk, honk.

Mark looked up to see the truck next to the curb. Usually Hardcastle would get out to help him, even though he didn't need it. But now, he just sat there, waiting for Mark to rise and walk to the truck. It looked like the whole chauffeur thing was getting old. And it did make sense for Hardcastle to have some kind of rule about the time it might take for Tonto to recover. Maybe it wasn't a month any more, but they were coming up on two, and between his knee and his shoulder, Mark was nowhere near being able to go back to work, not even yard work yet.

He stood up and walked to the truck as quickly as he could.

H&M

Milt pulled the truck up to the curb, surprised that the kid didn't acknowledge it. He stared at Mark for a moment, concern in his eyes. The kid seemed to be deep in thought. He reached down to open the door and then stopped himself. Mark had just told him this morning that he needed to back off so things could get more back to normal. And really, what could happen to him between the bench and the truck? So he made a decision, and tapped on the horn. Then smiled as Mark stood up and headed toward him.

H&M

"How was therapy?" Hardcastle asked as he pulled out into traffic.

"Okay," McCormick answered. Usually he made a comment that it was the same as always, or some other meaningless conversation, and Hardcase would say it was hard to see progress when you looked every day, but that he was doing better every week. Today though, Mark's mind was on other things.

"Something wrong?"

"No, what could be wrong?"

"I don't know," Hardcastle answered. There was something definitely wrong with McCormick.

"I'm just tired, I guess John gave me more of a workout than I thought," Mark used the convenient lie, "sorry."

Hardcastle paused, he knew what McCormick was like when he was tired, and this wasn't tired. He decided to change the subject. "I got some steaks to grill tonight."

"Sounds great."

The rest of the ride was silent. Milt hoped that the kid would tell him what was wrong. It was hard to see him upset, especially since he was doing so well this week. He deserved to feel some happiness, God knew it had been a long time since he'd looked so good.