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The Northwestern made it back to St. Paul in record time due to the fact that Sig pushed the boat as fast as he could. Sig docked the boat as quickly as he dared to, making sure not to crash the boat. He just wanted to get to his brother, deckhand and paramedic and see how they were doing. Nick, Matt and Norman tied the boat off, then got ready to get off. Zac and Ben were waiting, cameras in hand.

As soon as he powered down, Sig ran down the wheelhouse steps 2 at a time. He sped through the galley and outside to where the rest of his crew was waiting on him. They jumped to the dock and ran for the dockyard. They found a vehicle that had been promised to them. No one said a word as Sig drove as fast as he dared.

As soon as they got to the hospital, Sig parked nearest to the entrance as he got, throwing the SUV into park. The others didn't wait for him to stop before they were jumping out of the vehicle. All 6 of them ran into the hospital, praying that everyone was okay.

As they entered the hospital, they noticed the crew of the Time Bandit was in the waiting room. Jonathan and Neil both jumped up and met Sig and his crew.

"Sig man, you guys made it fast. They just took my guys in."

"Did you see my crew?" Sig asked, looking around the room. John laid a hand on Sig's shoulder.

"They got here before we did. I haven't seen them."

"How's your guys?"

"Don't know. Johnny and Andy just got taken back. They said they would let us know."

A doctor came out, looking around the waiting room. "I'm looking for the family of Jake Anderson."

The whole Northwestern crew stood up. "Well, he's like our family. This is his uncle over here," Sig said, pointing at Nick.

The doctor walked over, "Jake is in a room, he's going to be kept over night. He does have a dislocated shoulder that we have fixed. We just want to keep him under observation for the night. You can see him if you like."

"How is the other 2 that were brought in with Jake? My brother Edgar and our paramedic Karen."

"Karen is in surgery at the moment. As for your brother, I believe they will be putting him in a room in a few minutes. They had to repair the nicked artery in his arm. We're keeping him as well. He has a slight concussion. Your brother is very lucky that the paramedic was on board, or your brother could have died."

"How is Karen doing?" Norman asked, the question that was on everyone's mind.

"She's holding her own as far as I know. She was still having trouble breathing when they brought her in. Other than that I don't know anything. I'm sure I can find something out while you're visiting Jake and Edgar," the doctor replied.

No one in the waiting room said anything for a moment; unable to say anything. The gravity of the situation hit them all like a ton of bricks.

After about a minute or two, Sig looked at the others before saying, "We'd better go check on Jake and Ed." He looked at John before continuing, "Let us know how Andy and John are, okay?"

"No problem. Now get going, go see your brother," John replied, waving the Northwestern crew to follow the doctor.

"How's Junior?" Edgar asked, after Norman and Sig had gotten comfortable.

"Nick and Matt are with him now. He only has a dislocated shoulder, but they want to keep him overnight," Sig repled, playing with his wedding band. He was so thankful that his brother was going to be okay. The whole way into Dutch had been nerve racking for Sig and Norman as they had been upset over the injuries.

Edgar blew out a breath before trying to get comfortable in the hospital bed for the umptenth time. "How's Karen?"

When his brothers didn't answer, Edgar looked at them pointedly. "What's going on? How is she? Last I remember, she was leaning over me on the boat. After that, I don't remember anything."

Norman and Sig exchanged glances before Sig began speaking, "She's still in surgery. We thought she just sprained her ankle and got bruised. But it got worse. She passed out in the wheelhouse, then started having trouble breathing. She came to, but by the time the Coast Guard got there, she couldn't breath at all. And she was still conscious. The doctor said she was still having trouble breathing when they got here."

A knock at the door gave a much needed distraction. "Come in," Edgar said loudly.

The door opened, revealing Matt and Nick. "Hey Ed, how are you?" Nick asked, as he and Matt shook hands with Edgar.

"Doing fine, how about you?" Edgar replied as Matt and Nick sat down.

"We're good. Just checked on Jake and he wanted to know how you were. So we told him we would run over, then let him know."

"Well he can be rest assured that I'll be okay."

Another knock came at the door, this time revealing the doctor who had talked to them earlier.

"I just wanted to let you know that Karen is out of surgery. She is going to be in ICU for a couple of days. She's going to be okay, but they are going to keep her on a ventilator for for a day or so to make sure her lungs are strong enough to breath on their own. She does have 3 broken ribs and a sprained ankle. She's going to be laid up for a little while."

"Thanks Doc. Can we see her?" Sig asked, visibly relaxing.

"I'll have a nurse come down to get you as soon as she is settled in a room," the doctor said as he left the room.

The room stayed silent for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts. Edgar spoke up first, "I'm glad she's going to be okay. I want to thank her personally for saving my life out there."

"Yeah, I believe we all owe her thanks," Sig replied.