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Hank Stanley was sitting in his office, working on a back log of paperwork. A sigh escaped his lips as he threw his pen onto the desk in front of him. He stood and walked over to the only window he had in his office and looked out. He couldn't believe it had been 2 weeks since his paramedics had left for Alaska. He still had a feeling, a horrible feeling that something was terribly wrong and he couldn't shake it.

He ran a hand through his unruly brown hair as he let out a sigh again. He hoped that John and Karen were going to get to come home for a little while during their assignment. He missed those two. Without them, their "family" wasn't complete. He sat back down at his desk, picked his pen back up, and began working on his paperwork.

About 10 minutes later, the station's phone rang. He picked the receiver up that was on his desk. "Los Angeles County Fire Department, Station 51, Captain Stanley speaking."

"Cap?" a soft voice asked. Hank instantly recognized the voice of John Gage.

"Hey John! It's great to hear from you. I was just thinking about you and Karen. Hold on for a moment and I'll get all the guys. I know they would want to talk to you."

"Wait Cap, I need to talk to you before you get the guys."

Hank realized something was wrong, "John, what's going on? Are you okay?"

The silence on the phone lasted for a moment, "Cap, Karen and I got injured out here."

"What? Are you guys okay? What happened?" Cap askedthe feeling he had earlier blowing up inside of him.

"The weather has been crappy here. An arctic storm blew through the fishing grounds early this morning. The boats we're on got slammed by some massive waves. Our boat got turned on its side for a moment. The co-captain John landed on top of me and his brother Andy. I broke my arm and have a concussion and Andy broke his leg." Johnny said before pausing for a moment.

"What about Karen? How bad is it?" Hank asked softly.

"She was outside on the deck when the wave slammed into the boat she's on, flinging the crew everywhere. She was fine at first, or so everyone thought. She was helping the captain's brother that had a nicked artery and the younger deckhand that had a dislocated shoulder. I got a call from the captain of the boat telling me that she was unconscious on the wheelhouse floor and was having trouble breathing. Apparently she had been fighting her injuries to help the other two that were injured."

Cap didn't say anything for a moment then asked, "How is she?"

"She has 3 broken ribs, one that punctured her lung, a concussion and a sprained ankle. When the Coast Guard picked the captain's brother and deckhand up, her lung collapsed and they had to air lift her out too. One of the deckhands told me it was the scariest thing he had ever seen, because she was gasping so violently for air. She's still unconscious in the ICU here on St. Paul island. The doctor said she's going to be okay, but going to be in the ICU while she heals. They're keeping me here overnight."

Cap sighed deeply then asked, "Are you going back on the boat?" He was hoping that they would be able to come home.

"For now, no. I'm going to stay with Karen while they keep her here. After that, we are going to take about a week or two off and then go back out. Between all the injuries, both boats have to wait for everyone to heal so they are out of commission for now."

Praying that the answer was yes, Cap replied, "Why don't you two come home then for a week. You know the warm weather and air might help."

"I'd have to check. I might be able to come, but Karen may not, especially after her surgery to repair her lung. I would like to stay with her and make sure she is okay. Maybe after she heals we can come down, after King crab season," Johnny said. He didn't want to tell his captain how close they almost lost their youngest crew member. He was still in shock that she had almost died before the Coast Guard could get to her.

"Let me get the guys so you can fill them in. Hang on a minute John," Cap said, laying the handset down and heading to the day room to get the rest of A shift.

Johnny hung the phone up after he finished talking to his crewmates. They all wanted him to let Karen know that they were thinking of her. He could tell Roy was taking it hard that he wasn't near either one of his injured co-workers. Roy always worried about him and Karen; he acted like a father sometimes. But he didn't want to let him know that his wish was that Roy was there with him. Roy always knew what he needed to hear.

He moved around and got comfortable in his bed, throwing his good arm over his eyes, his bad arm lyingcarefully on his stomach. He felt drained after the day they had just gone through. He kept replaying the massive wave that had turned the Time Bandit on its side. Johnny had never been that scared before, except for the time when he got hit by the car.

He was still deep in thought when there was a knock at the door. He pulled his arm away from his eyes and tried to sit up as best he could before saying, "Come in."

The door opened revealing the captain of the Northwestern. Sig entered the room and walked over to Johnny's bed, his hand extended. "Hi, I'm Sig Hansen."

Johnny reciprocated, shaking the hand offered. "It's nice to meet you in person captain."

"Likewise and its Sig. How are you feeling Johnny?" Sig asked, crossing his arms in front of him.

"I'm doing better. I'm supposed to get released in the morning. But right now I'm just worried about my partner."

"I know the feeling. I just checked on her. She's still unconscious, but the doctor said that she is going to make it."

"I'm glad. I just called home and told our co-workers what happened. They want us to come home for a little while, but Karen is in no shape to travel." Johnny paused for a moment before continuing, "I wanted to thank you Sig, for taking great care of my partner. I also appreciate that you called me when she passed out on you."

"Well, I was worried about her, and I knew you were on Jonathan and Andy's boat and I knew you could tell me what to do. She scared me. Between her, my brother and deckhand, my nerves are shot. I'm just glad everyone is going to be okay."

"Me too. Is your brother and deckhand okay?"

"Yeah. Junior is getting out tonight, he just had a dislocated shoulder. We're taking him to the hotel after they release him. Ed has to stay overnight since he was unconscious for so long. But they said as long as they can keep waking him up every couple of hours they should be able to release him tomorrow morning." Sig uncrossed his arms and looked over again at Johnny, who was beginning to yawn. "Well, I'd better go check on Junior. You take care Johnny. Get some rest. We'll be in to check on you in the morning."

"Thanks Sig. I appreciate it." Johnny and Sig shook hands again, then Sig left the room.

Johnny put his good arm over his eyes again, feeling drained. The past 24 hours began to catch up with his battered body. He drifted off to sleep, thinking about his injured partner.