Hi all sorry about the long wait, I've been kinda stuck, so I hope this chapter makes sense. I'm more nervous about this chapter than the first one I posted!!! LOL If that was possible LOL!!! Thank you to allanon9 () for their review, and thinking that it was a beautiful story, and also for reviewing anonymously, Jisbon-Sessed for her review and thinking it was awsome, to Koezh for reviewing and also for thinking that it was brilliant, MissNitaGirl for her review and for loving the dream part, and Miss Maximum Williams for checking it out for me and liking it so much. Thank you all so much for the continuing support, I woudn't be here if it wasn't for you!!! :0)

Patrick was very confused, he felt very strange things, and odd sounds going on a round him. He was in severe pain, and couldn't understand why. His mind kept jumping around. Strange images surrounding him he was completely drenched, that made sense to him because he was in a waterfall with his beautiful wife, but she wasn't there.

The pain was unbearable. He was starting to open his eyes slowly, to see his wife standing beside his bed holding his left hand with hers. He noticed something right away, "I don't have a yellow gold wedding band, mine is white gold, where is hers?" Nothing made sense to him in any way. She was crying and talking to him, she moved her head to face him and got the surprise she had been wanting for. "Patrick, oh Patrick your awake." She was crying happy tears now, him on the other hand, was trying to figure out some things, "what is this thing down my throat?" Gosh it hurt, like his throat was on fire. His chest felt like he had been split open, ripped apart, and his side felt like he had been stabbed. He was covered in sweat, not the water his was underneath of with Teresa.

He suddenly wanted desperately to be back there with her again, she had took all of his pain away, all the hurt, tourment, all the anguish he felt was gone with her touch. He wanted that feeling again.

He tried very hard to lift his right arm to point at his throat, but it was to painful. Teresa softly spoke. "It's to help you breath Patrick, I'll call Dr. McKinny in and he can take a look at it." He helplessly nodded, well somewhat nodded, he was so weak, he couldn't really move anything.

"Well Hi Patrick, we me and your nice nurse here, her name is Becky by the way." "Where going to pull the ventilater tube out of your throat." Hi Patrick, said Becky her voice sounded like she was very kind, so was the doctor's. "Okay Patrick on the count of three I need you to cough really strongly for me okay." He nodded, again very weakly. "Okay you ready?"He nodded again, "On the count of three, one, two three, cough!!" He coughed as hard as his body would let him. His eyes were screwed shut, but they could see the tears coming out of his eyes, it felt like he had swallowed about a hundred razor blades.

The whole time this was going on, Teresa held his hand tightly never letting go of it. As they had removed it, he sgueezed so tightly to her hand felt like it was numb. "Would you like some water Patrick?" He nodded again. "Here I set you up a bit, Teresa said. She gently positioned him up a little along with nurse Becky. He was violently shaking, teeth were even chattering. He was trying so hard to accomplish the goal at hand.

Once they got him up. Teresa set behind him, she held him as he laid against her. She gently put her arm around him and put the cup of cold water to his lips, he opened his mouth as she eased the cup up so he could drink. He placed his shakey hand on hers. He downed the whole cup. "Someone is thirsty." She smiled, while her other hand tenderly stroked his hair. "Do you want some more?" He nodded slightly. She moved her hands to refill his cup, as they repeated the same action as before. "Thank you." It came out so quietly, but she heard him loud and clear. He laid back in her arms. He was in so much pain, she was the only thing helping.

"Do you need anything Mr. Jane?" He just slowly shook his head, Teresa was still stroking his hair gently, tenderly it was easing the pain. Then he looked down at her left hand, this time getting a better look at it "where is her wedding band?" Now he wasn't happy. "We aren't married?'' This just wasn't right. "What was going on?"

He began to breath a little heavier, and his blood pressure shot through the roof. "Oh no, Patrick, please don't leave me, please!!" All of a sudden he calmed. "Wow, that was amazing." "What do you mean?" Teresa asked through tears. "It seems as though you brought him back dear." It was true, the minute he heard her cries, he was back there watching her cry, begging him not to leave her. He fell asleep in her arms, she propped herself up with his pillows. She was trying to calm herself, knowing that his vitals were perfect right now helped her. She also loved running her fingers through his hair, it was so soft, it relaxed her so much.

Just as the doctor and nurse left, telling her that "If anything changed to let them know." As she was about to fall asleep, her cellphone went off, she quickly grabbed it, not wanting to wake Patrick up. "Hello, Lisbon." She answered. "Hi boss, sorry I haven't been down yet, I got caught up with the Mitchell Cambell case." "Oh that's okay, what did you find out?""How is Patrick doing?" "Well he had a rough wake up, but now he is calm, they took him off of the ventilater, he is breathing on his own now." "Oh that is wonderful, I'll make sure to tell the others." "So what did you find out?" "Well are you setting down?" "Yes, what is going on Grace?" "Well your not going to believe this but...

Hehehe. Well what do you think of chapter 6?? Was it good or not?? Let me know will ya, pretty please, with a cherry on top??? :0) Thank you all again soooooooo much for all of the wonderful support your giving me, it really means so much!!!! Please read and review :0) Can you believe I left you on cliffhanger again???Lol :0D

I hope that this is good, I just wrote it on my computer this time, thinking as I went along. Hope you all like it!!! :0)

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