Jake and Trey stood out in front of the isolation room where Cinco and Dr. Cannerts were. Dr. Cannerts was in his full hazmat suit. He had hooked Cinco up to an IV line in order to administer the medicine.

"This treatment is still in the early stages of testing. I have no idea how or if it will work." Cannerts nervously tells Trey. So far he had only used it on Katie and while she was alive, she was currently in a sort of coma. He still didn't know if that was because of her previous medication, the treatment, the virus or some mixture of the three.

"You better hope my brother is still alive in 2 days or me and my boys are coming back and we'll take you and this whole hospital down with him." Trey warned Dr. Cannerts.

Dr. Cannerts slowly inserted the syringe of medicine into Cinco's IV line. He couldn't remember if he had ever been so nervous in his life.

Jake stood there thinking of what would happen if Cinco didn't make it. He had no doubt that Trey would do exactly as he had said. He couldn't let that happen though. Katie was still alive and he needed Dr. Cannerts safe if she was ever going to have a chance to get better. He had to keep Quentin safe too. No way he was letting Trey and his gang hurt anyone at this hospital.

Quentin was still asleep when Jake woke. He quietly got dressed and headed to check on Katie. Still no improvement, but she was still no worse off so that was at least some comfort. Dr. Cannerts had her hooked up to an IV as well. She was still getting the treatment administered daily. She had by far outlasted anyone who had contracted the virus so this was a good sign. They just needed to know what had made her slip into a coma.

He saw Trey standing in the hallway. "Trey have you seen Cannerts?" Jake asked walking towards him.

Trey didn't answer.

Jake walked up beside him and saw Dr. Cannerts in the isolation ward with Cinco and Thomas. "Hey what's going on?"

"He's fixing Cinco." Trey replied.

"Dr. Cannerts what are you doing?" Jake asked.

"I'm drawing the anti-serum from Thomas's blood, mixing it with interferon and introducing it into Cinco's bloodstream in real-time. The combination could create a drug cocktail that could save him." Dr. Cannerts explained.

Thomas looked exhausted and his mouth seemed really dry. He looked as though all the energy was being drained out of him. "Thomas you ok?" Jake asked.

"I'm ok." Thomas said barely holding his eyes open. He was licking his lips and his eyes started to roll back in his head.

"Shut it down." Jake demanded.

"No." Trey shouted.

"He's hurting the kid." Jake told Trey. "You're hurting him." He directed at Dr. Cannerts.

"I don't care. My brother needs it." Trey spat at him.

"I'm monitoring the boy closely. Once I mix the next vial we've got what we need. Thomas is doing great. He's really helping." Dr. Cannerts assured him.

"Last vial and that's it." Jake stated. He wasn't going to let Thomas die if he could do anything to stop it. He was just a kid. He had already been through enough. "Hang in there Thomas."

"This is what superheroes do right?" Thomas asked.

"That's right buddy." Jake told him. Dr. Cannerts better be right about this. He couldn't let Dr. Cannerts risk Thomas's life like that again. He wouldn't let him.

Jake stood outside Katie's window watching her. Memorizing the curves of her face. He was picturing the way her eyes would shine when she laughed. He missed her laugh. He missed everything about her. He had never let anyone get close to him and now that he had finally found the love of his life she was on the verge of being taken away from her. It just wasn't fair. Katie didn't deserve this. Quentin didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve this. What was the point of even finding love just to have it ripped away like this?

Jake walked down the hallway where Trey was standing outside Cinco's room. Dr. Cannerts was coming out of the door to Thomas's room. "How is he?" Jake asked Cannerts.

"He's resting. He's fine." Dr. Cannerts told him.

Jake shook his head. "Risking a kid's life to save a thug."

Suddenly the alarms in Cinco's room started going off. Cinco started to shake violently. Foam coming from his mouth.

"No. Whats going on? " Trey asked panicked.

"He's crashing!" Dr. Cannerts yelled running into Cinco's room.

"Fix him!" Yelled Trey. "Get the kid!" Pointing towards Thomas's room.

"No! No more Thomas." Jake shouted. He was not about to let them touch Thomas again.

"It's too late for that. I'll try the interferon." Dr. Cannerts said as he injected a syringe into Cinco's IV. The monitor was getting louder and louder as the alarms sounded.

"Hang on there Cinco!" Trey begged. "Cinco! Cinco!"

"He's not responding!" Dr. Cannerts yelled as Cinco shook more violently. Foam pouring out of his mouth. He shook so hard that he fell off the bed into the floor. The monitor signaling that his heart had flatlined. Dr. Cannerts stood staring at Cinco. His mouth wide open in shock.

Trey furiously punched the window to Cinco's room.

Down in the boiler room, Jake was getting ready to cremate Cinco's body. He removed the blanket off Cinco's face who was laying on the stretcher. Jake had seen plenty of dead bodies over the past few weeks. All of them had looked virtually the same in the end. Cinco's was different. Something just wasn't right.

He headed out into the hall to Dr. Cannerts office when he heard a commotion. He opened up the door to see Trey's hands around Cannerts throat. The doctor was struggling to get free.

"Hey break it up now! Stop! Stop!" Jake yelled as he ran to pull Trey off Dr. Cannerts. "Enough!"

"Let me go!" Trey released the grip around Dr. Cannerts neck and fought to get Jake off his back. "Get off me!"

"Hey I'm angry too. But there's a question for both of us man. What are we going to do with that anger?" Jake asked.

"I don't know." Trey desperately said. "But I gotta do something."

Jake half hugged Trey and leaned in. "Think. Don't kill the one guy that could get us out of this mess." Jake understood how angry Trey was. Katie was laying unconscious just down the hall. He had no idea when or if she would ever wake up. And if she did, when or if they would ever get out of the cordon. The whole situation was messed up and he couldn't blame Trey for being upset over losing his brother. He just couldn't let him kill the only hope that any of them had of finding a cure.

Trey just glared at Jake and slowly backed away. He sauntered down the hall and violently kicked the chair that he had been sitting in down the hallway and walked out.

Jake turned back to Dr. Cannerts.

"Lucky you came by." Cannerts gasped still trying to catch his breath. He kept rubbing his hand over his throat where Trey's hands had been.

Jake didn't respond to his comment. He had come to see the doctor for another reason. "Hey I've looked at a lot of bodies. Too many. And they all look the same. Red, bloodshot eyes. It's like in the end they cried blood."

"Yes. Orbital hemorrhaging. An unfortunate and traumatic late-stage manifestation." Dr. Cannerts panted as he was still rubbing his sore neck.

"Well Cinco didn't have that. His nose and his mouth were clean too. He looked different." Jake told him.

"I assumed he would bleed out posthumously. That's not uncommon." Dr. Cannerts seemed surprised. "You are saying he didn't? Were his clothes wet?"

"Yeah soaked. Like he'd dove in a pool." He knew something was different with Cinco's body. "Alright I know it means something but what?"

Dr. Cannerts was shocked. " It means Cinco didn't die from the virus. He's exhibiting the classic symptoms of a Cytokine storm. He died from my treatment. He outlived the virus. If we can tweak the right cocktail for the treatment, we could be on the road to a cure."

This was it. This was what they had all been looking for. For the first time in days Jake let himself feel hope. Hope that Cannerts could save Katie. Hope that he could save those inside. Hope that the walls could come down and that he, Katie and Quentin would have the chance to be a family.