A/N: Hi... sorry guys, I know I haven't updated in forever! But instead of giving you a bunch of excuses, I shall continue with the story, which by the way, is sadly coming to an end. But this isn't the last chapter... there should be at least one more, lol.

2 Dreadfully Long Days Later...

Will yawned and sat up, scanning the room as he went. His ribs burned in protest, but he ignored them. No one else was in the room, but he could hear the faint buzz of low voices outside. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, and that's when he realized that he felt better. Much better than he had before he went to sleep... how odd. He shrugged mentally and nervously peeked out the crack in the door. His eyes lit up when he saw Gilan and Horace sitting on the couch. The door was only open a bit and it restricted his vision, so he was unable to see Malcolm and Halt on the other side.

He went to step out of the room, then hesitated, wondering if he would get in trouble if he did. His stomach growled and he realized how hungry he was. He wondered idly how long it had been since he'd eaten something. Gilan sensed they were being watched and turned around.

"Will? It's alright, you can come out." He said, smiling encouragingly at him.

He opened the door a bit wider and slid out into the living room, slowly approaching his friends. He stopped a few feet away from them and awkwardly stood there waiting for something to happen.

"How are you feeling?" Malcolm asked curiously.

He thought about it for a moment, then gave them a small smile.

"Hungry..." He said shyly.

Smiles spread across their faces and they laughed at him. Their laughs eminated from the intense feeling of relief that they all felt. Will had actually smiled and said he was hungry! Now they were certain that the antidote had worked. This was a huge step in a good direction.

"Here, sit down. I'll get you some bacon and eggs." Horace said happily.

He nodded and sat down with them, turning to look at Halt. He noticed he was paler then usual and had a thick bandage wrapped around his forearm. That worried him. He wondered what had happened. Even though Will was unaware of this, Halt was actually doing much better than he was a few days ago. His fever was small, almost nonexistent with all the antibiotics Malcolm had been giving him. His stitches were supposed to come out in 3 days and they currently looked fine. All in all, considering the circumstances, he was doing well.

"I'm glad you're feeling okay." Halt said quietly, trying to force the tears in his eyes back.

He was the most relieved of them all. He had been so worried because Will was like a son to him and losing him would be the worst thing imaginable. He rarely showed it, but he truly loved him and enjoyed being with him. He leaned forward and hugged him, the tears running down his cheeks. He was surprised when Will hugged him back. After a moment he released him and Horace brought Will a plate of food, with one for himself as well, of course. He was starving!

"So... does anything hurt?" Malcolm asked, wondering if he needed to give him any medicine.

He nodded.

"My ribs and arm like... ache, and I have a headache. But other than that I feel okay." He replied around a mouthful of bacon.

Gilan took a large sip of coffee and he stared longingly at the mug, breathing in the heavenly scent that rose from it.

"Can... can I have coffee?" He asked, giving them puppy dog eyes.

They shrugged and looked to Malcolm for an answer.

"I suppose so, I don't see how it could do any harm. Oh! Will, I almost forgot. Some of your stitches need to be removed today. Finish your breakfast."

He nodded and accepted the mug of coffee Halt offered him. He took a long drink and set the mug on the table.

"Whoo, that was awesome. Haven't had any coffee in like... a year." He said, making a face.

None of them could believe how different he was acting. It was almost... normal. It was weird, but good at the same time. They made small talk while Will finished his breakfast, then Malcolm started getting his supplies ready. He needed tweezers, disinfectant, and scissors. He laid them out on the table and poured some disinfectant on the tweezers and scissors while he was waiting. Will had had stitches removed before, and although the experience was uncomfortable, he didn't mind it. He took off his shirt as Malcolm instructed and blushed as all eyes turned to him. He squirmed uncomfortably and they noticed his uneasiness and looked away.

"Okay, I have to remove 5 sets of stitches so it's a lot, but it won't take long if you sit still." Malcolm explained as he snipped the first stitch and pulled it free with the tweezers.

Will nodded silently and examined the room while he worked. It felt weird but didn't hurt. He removed a set in his upper right shoulder and one in his lower back. Then he cleaned them with the disinfectant. That part stung and he winced, but sat still.

"Turn around for me, would you? The other ones I need to remove are in your chest and face."

He turned around to face him and sighed. This was boring, but at least he was nearly halfway done. Two more sets were removed from his chest and the last one was in his face. That one was the most uncomfortable because the skin in the facial area is more sensitive. Plus he had to sit face to face with Malcolm the whole time, which was awkward. But it only took a few minutes, then he cleaned it and started putting his medical tools away.

"Thank you. How many more sets are there?" Will asked curiously.

"Ummm... I think there are around 10 more, all of which will need to be removed over the next several days."

He nodded and yawned, glancing out the window at the sun. It was only around 12:30 in the afternoon.

"I'm gonna go take a nap. I'm tired." He mumbled, standing and shuffling into his room.

"Okay, see you later." Horace said, a huge smile crossing his features.

"Oh my god! He's so much better!" Gilan exploded as soon as Will's door closed.

"I know! The antidote definitely worked!"

"I'm surprised he actually ate something." Malcolm said with a smile.

Halt just grinned at them, not one for talking much. They spent the rest of the day discussing how far Will had come and how happy they were.

Today was a good day.

A/N: Happy chapter! Lol, I'll probably do a time skip and the next chapter will include stuffs... although I don't know which stuffs. I'm open to ideas, if anyone has any! Please review! :)