Hey readers!

I reposted this chapter (thanks to DAWSEYFOREVER) because it was the fourth chapter (again), so here is the (real) fifth chapter.

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Matt's POV

I sat there in that hospital bed, watching the sun rise over Chicago. The sky was orange-red, I saw there was no wind. The sun shone through the window on my face and illuminated it. A heat wave enveloped me. It was the first time, actually, I saw the sun for the last few days. The only light that I was allowed to see was those lamps. When there was lamps. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. I felt good. For the second time in two days, I felt good. I always had these antiseptic bands on my arms, my shoulders and my neck. But I wanted to enjoy this sun. Finally feel directly on my skin. I had to go outside. I couldn't get out in the garden because of the people, but I knew with experience that the roof would be my best option: hardly anyone to disturb me, an almost unshakable quiet spot. I took a deep breath, took the wires of my chest and my IV off, put on my sore feet for the second time and left the room anxiously. I was always on my guard at every step I took. I didn't want to fall on them. I met no nurse, no doctor. That was better. I took the stairs and went up on the roof. Opening the door, I was slightly amazed and had to close my eyes for a few seconds before opening them slowly, get used to the light. My relief was big. I felt my head get up and enjoy the rays of sun, which were beating on my skin. That was delicious. I was hot. I had sore feet, and by constraint, I laid down on the cold ground and wanted to sleep. It was a quiet place that soothed me...

Kelly's POV

It was a little more than seven in the morning when I woke up. My first thought was for Matt. Is he able to sleep ? If so, has he had nightmares ? It tormented me, and it would not surprise me if he really was. After all, what he lived these last days... I didn't want to think about it, it was too hard. I went into the shower, did run hot water and a little cold water, and closed my eyes. After nearly twenty minutes underwater, I realized it was time to get out of here. I had to be with Matt. He needed it. It was just me who could approach him without really frightening. And he listened to me. It was a major asset.

It was about eight AM when I finally went into the hospital. I knew that visiting hours had not begun, far from it, but the nurses knew I was the only one who can help Matt. I was on the third floor of the ICU, and in the end of the hall: the room 397. I went into the room but find an empty bed. I walked slowly to the bathroom, thinking him back inside, but nobody. I set out to the nurse station with a knot in my stomach.

"Uh, hello ... Um, is Matt Casey having examinations or an appointment now?"

"I'll check. A moment sir."

She tapped on her computer. Some seconds passed and I was worried.

" No... I have nothing with his name. No examinations or appointments. What For?"

"He... He is not in his room anymore"

"I'm calling Dr. Bennett."

I could feel the distress in her voice, when I was sure she didn't even know him. It was probably because she had to handle all the service by herself, spun and she had left one of his patients. She didn't care about Matt. It made me sick. And I was in total panic. I had already thought of all the places where he could feel safe. He was found in the shower because it soothed and he was injured. What he missed to most, or could have now after four days in a dark, damp prison? Light? The sun?

"Excuse me... Is there a quiet place, not too crowded, and that would be out in the sunlight?"

"Quiet and not too crowded? Well there is the garden, but it is frequented."

"No I seek another place. Quiet, where people can easily be alone, without actually being disturbed and outside but inside the hospital compound!"

The nurse panicked in my view, I could see that. She was afraid of me.

"There ... There is the roof? We make our break up there to be quiet, have some fresh air and to not be bothered by patients. I don't understand..."

"Tell Dr. Bennett to meet me on the roof."

I didn't have time to wait for a response. I run down the stairs, climbed the stairs four by four and reached the roof. I didn't want to scare him arriving like that. I took my time to collect my thoughts and my breath before going slowly. The door made a soft and loud creaking at once.

"Matt?"

The light blinded me, and then my eyes became accustomed to the astral light. She was gentle, soothing, and warm at once. I was certain that in Matt's situation, what I want to feel out of reach and alive, after recent events, I would find a way to get fresh air, sunbathing while being alone in being disturbed by anyone. But Matt needed someone beside him to watch him. I looked around everywhere, until...

"Matt!"

My God! He was lying on the ground! And he didn't move! My God, my God, my God! I run toward him, when his eyes twitched and he opened them a little. I stopped my race and took a much more delicate approach. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. I was now a few steps from him.

"Matt? You can open your eyes for me please?"

He frowned and opened his eyes slowly. But didn't move.

"I know why you're here."

He closed his eyes, took another breath and slightly turned his head towards the sun, which was starting to get on the roof.

"You missed the sun?"

I expected no answer from him. But he lowered his head and went back.

"I can join you?"

Again, I thought he would not answer me, but he did. A simple nod. But at least we communicated. I laid next to him, not too far to feel him close to me, not too close to not scare him. I wanted him to approach himself. I felt his breathing a little fast and tremble.

"You're in pain somewhere?"

He opened his eyes and turned his head towards me. He blinked. I knew it meant ''yes''.

"In the chest?"

He took some time before doing even a sign for me to understand. In his own way he spoke. I heard the roof door open, and Matt soon began defensively. He winced and breathed even faster.

"I can leave you some minutes? I'll talk to them."

He closed his eyes again and nodded. I got up and walked to the group of people from interrupting us.

"Kelly? Is it Matt?"

It was Bennett and three nurses. They were all watching Matt, totally inert and lying on the floor.

"Yes. Don't worry, he's fine. I believe. He came here for the sun. He has not seen it for five days, and before that, he loved watching the sunrise from the balcony of the apartment. It was a way for him to wake up quiet, no one bothering him."

"He will catch a cold Kelly. In his condition, it isn't highly recommended."

"Let me a few minutes. He needs that. I think... It helps him to think that it's over. That he is free and safe."

"Right, right. You didn't notice anything particular about him? No problem?"

"His chest is hurting, but I can say that the pain should be manageable for him. Otherwise I would see it."

"He is having trouble breathing?"

"A little. Well, his breathing is a bit faster than normal but nothing more."

"I give you five minutes. Try to talk to him and bring him back to his room. He must try to eat, drink and stay under medical supervision."

"I know, but... He just want to be quiet a few extra minutes. He didn't stay more than an hour on the balcony, so it was not long that he's here."

"I did round forty-five minutes ago and all patients were in their beds, claimed one of the nurses."

"Okay, like I said, I give you five minutes."The four people went through the door. Finally quiet and alone. My eyes immediately turned to Matt, who opened his eyes and turned his head toward the door. Reluctant, I returned to him slowly and crouched near him.

"I think you come to understand what it means Matt."

He nodded, then shook his head from side to side before looking at the sky. The sun was becoming more and more on his livid skin.

"Matt, I know you don't like this... But we have to go in. You have to eat, drink and heal, you know? Otherwise you will never get out of here, and I know you don't like hospitals too?"

Matt remained impassive. I laid down again beside him and closed my eyes. A few seconds later he snuggled against my left side. I looked at him. He was at peace here. His hand resting on my chest, his body against mine. I couldn't shorten this time. He was so good. I felt he was falling asleep. Afraid to move at some point I felt my arm move by itself as an instinct, wrap him closer to me. We needed each other in fact. The five minutes had passed, and I didn't want Benett return. I had no choice. I left himthere alone and ran toward the door, knowing that Bennett would always be behind the door, with at least one nurse.

"Benett? he fell asleep. I will carry him to his room."

"In fact, he will be moved."

"What?"

"If he wants to feel ''free'' and feel the sun on his skin, his current room isn't appropriate. I asked two nurses to prepare the sunniest room in the morning to make him feel at ease. And no frights like that, I have to admit!"

"Fine fine..."

I approached to Matt again, took him in my arms and lifted him. He moved a little but I made sure not to wake him. He needed sleep. He was sleeping so peacefully! Bennett opened my footsteps on the stairs so I would not fall. He showed me Matt's new room: room 462. The window was just above the horizon, and the side where the sun rose. This was the perfect room for Matt. I laid him down on the bed and covered him with a blanket. His body was cold. Immediately, Benett reset the infusion, the EKG and the cannula to help him breathe.

"I think he will not like that, but I'll have to examine him when he will be conscious. I need to know exactly where it hurts to help choose the best treatment."

"If … Is he lacking oxygen?"

"A lack of oxygen doesn't cause chest pain Kelly. At least, not at this level."

"Dr. Bennett? His constants are stable. I give him a sedative?"

"No, certainly not! No drugs in his system. I am already worried about this."

I turned to dr Bennett, astonished.

"Worried? What do you mean?"

-If he was drugged... You don't see the problem ? »

I remembered. When I was addicted to painkillers for my neck, weaning was hard, fast and brutal. Matt had no withdrawal symptoms...

"Perhaps he has not been drugged as you think? He may have cooperated."

"Pressions?"

I shrugged my shoulders. My eyes were fixed on Matt. I wanted to be there for him. I had to.

"I don't know."

I walked to the bed and sat on the chair next to him. The nurses had taken one of their very comfortable lounge chairs so I could stay with Matt.

"I learned that our firefighter escaped?"

I jumped, as dr Bennett.

"Dr. Charles! You scared us!"

"I see you found him."

"In fact... Kelly did all the work."

"Why changed him room?"

It was a logical question from a psychiatrist. Dr. Bennett was speechless.

"He wanted to have the sun on his skin, that he is no longer in danger. He did this every morning on the balcony of the apartment. Dr. Bennett thought to put him into a room where he could see the sun rise in the morning, as before. Instead of going out on the roof."

The psychiatrist nodded.

"Good thinking, doctor."

"Thank you. You are here because you wanted to talk to him I guess..."

"I want to know what he has in mind."

"I understand. But for now he rests a little. When he wakes up I will warn you."

I heard a noise coming from the bed right next to me. Matt moved in all directions, and EKG fidgeted. He was frowning, and his breathing was becoming faster.

"He... he is having a nightmare?"

"You have to wake him up. Otherwise he will hurt himself!"

Both doctors ran near to Matt, but I made them understand that I had the situation in hand.

"Think you can handle this?"

"I know him better than anyone. If someone he doesn't know wake him up, it will make things worse."

"Alright."