"Lisa, it's so good to see you," Tricia smiled at her as she met Jack and Lisa at the door. Lisa was supporting Jack lightly, and Tricia turned her attention to Jack, crossing her arms.

"And you, Jack, what in the word have you gotten yourself into? You're not looking your chipper self, and I'm allowed to say that as your doctor."

"Hey Doc," he sighed, nodding his head. Lisa met Tricia's eyes, giving her a small smile.

"Good to see you too, Tricia. Thank you for seeing us. Jack took a fall at the fishing cabin, went down in the water, but since he was the the only one there, we're not sure how long he was in the water. Tim and I drove up there and found him, thankfully," she said with a loud sigh as she closed her eyes.

"Oh my," Tricia gestured for them to enter. She had her stethoscope around her neck and all of the the lights on inside. "Lucky for you, it's not that late, just after 6;00, and I would always stay here for one of my best patients. I mean, Jack," she gave him a small smile, "you've come a long way over the years from resisting any medical help to now willingly coming in."

Tricia closed the door behind Jack and Lisa, Lisa still with her arm around Jack's middle, supporting him, and she frowned at Tricia, "Well, don't get too excited that he's that good of a patient. Had I not been the one driving, I am certain he would have just gone home. He's convinced he's fine, despite his age, the gash on his head, and the nasty bruise on his arm," she frowned. "I need my cowboy back to his old self."

Nodding as she listened, Tricia stepped around them and gestured down the hall, "Let's get him into the first exam room. Jack, are you dizzy, cold, slurring speech?"

"Dizzy," he admitted. "I was cold, but I'm fine now. I warmed up in the truck."

"His clothes were sopping wet," Lisa explained. Tim found Jack propped up against a tree, dripping wet. I was able to get him out of the wet clothing, found some things for him to wear," she gestured to what Jack had on, "and I've tried to warm him up on drive home with blankets, coffee, and hot soup. He is doing much better. He was pretty out of it to start."

"Okay," Tricia nodded at the information. "Well, sounds like you are starting to bounce back. That gash on your head-I want to see about a possible concussion."

Jack sighed, nodding, "Lise is worried about the same. I'm fine," he waved.

"Why not let the medical professional decide that, ehh?" Tricia smiled as she and Lisa helped Jack onto the table. Lisa then glanced around and saw a chair in the corner, almost dropping into it. Tricia noticed her exhaustion too.

"Lisa, you aren't looking so hot yourself. When did you get back? Last I heard from Tim, you have been traveling for quite a while."

"Well, no, not exactly," Lisa said, her eyes meeting Jack's. Jack jumped in.

"Lisa's been in Istanbul with her very sick aunt. She just got home today."

Lisa offered a sad smile as she met Tricia's gaze, "Yes, I've been gone three months," she sighed. "Way too long. I am sick thinking about what might have happened had I not gotten home today and taken off for the cabin."

"So, wait," Tricia looked between them. "You just got off a plane from Turkey? You found Jack like this?"

She nodded, wiping a tear as she gave a shrug and a small smile at Tricia, "That's exactly what happened, and I'm so very glad I found Jack. There's no telling what could have happened."

"Well, it's really good to see you back. I know Jack has missed you," she said, standing next to Jack and squeezing his shoulder. "Aren't you, Jack? I've seen you around town looking like you're missing something, and well," she gestured to Lisa, "she's it. You were missing your better half."

"Better half in this deal for sure," he said with a wink at Lisa and a glance then to Tricia. "So, am I fine?"

"Not so fast, Jack," Tricia patted his good shoulder. "I haven't even started checking you out. Let's get started, shall we? Let's get you bandaged up and home. Sounds like you and Lisa have had quite the day."

Almost 20 minutes later, Tricia turned to both of them, folding her hands with her stethoscope in one hand.

"What's the word, Doc? Am I going to make it?"

Tricia let a laugh escape as she nodded and looked to both Jack there and Lisa in the chair, nodding, "Yes, you have a slight concussion. You're very lucky, Jack. That bruise on your shoulder," she glanced at Lisa because she'd been so concerned about it and continued, "doesn't look like there is any major damage. You're moving it, gingerly," she nodded, "but it doesn't seem to be broken." She locked eyes with Lisa, "Just keep an eye on it. I don't see a need for an x-ray or anything more now, but if it doesn't seem to be improving, obviously we can do more."

"Okay," Lisa said, sighing in relief as she took in the information. "Ahh, what about this concussion? You said it's slight?"

"It is," Tricia nodded. "He can take some basic pain meds for it. I'll just ask you keep an eye on him tonight. Make sure to wake him up every couple hours. That won't be a problem, will it?"

"No," Jack answered, shaking his head, reaching over to clasp Lisa's hand. "Lise will be right there beside me and can wake me up as often as needed."

"Happy to," Lisa said, her eyes tearing up with all of the stresses of the day. It sounded like Jack was going to be okay, even with all odds of the day stacked against him. He could have drowned or even frozen out there, basically just collapsed on the side of his very favorite place in the world, all alone, and she'd never forgive herself if anything had happened to him.

"Well, then, it seems like you two need to go home. You both probably could use a hot shower, a cup of coffee, and then a good night sleep. Just stay away from the wine, Jack, at least for tonight. I know you love your wine, but get some rest tonight, decaf coffee is your friend."

He eyed her, "That stuff is never my friend."

With that, Lisa burst out laughing, glad to have something silly for Jack to focus on. She stood and nodded at Tricia, "Sounds more like a hot tea night. Jack is all about his strong coffee. Decaf isn't in his vocabulary, but we'll hold off on any wine for tonight. I think that would put us both to sleep right away," she chuckled.

"I'm really glad things aren't worse, Jack. Now, your head will probably bother you for a couple of weeks. Dull headache," she nodded. "You can take things for that, but I definitely want you on lighter work around the ranch. I know I won't keep you off your horse, but if you have any dizziness-"

He raised his hand, "Say no more. I understand. I am not going to risk falling off my horse," he rolled his eyes at Tricia and then looked to Lisa, gesturing at her. "You'll hog tie me if I even look like I'm struggling."

"Oh, don't you know it," Lisa sighed, giving Tricia a small smile. "He'll rest. I'll make sure of it. We've both had quite the trying times these last few months. Next on our list is a relaxing vacation, away from everyone, just enjoying nature."

Tricia's eyes widened, and she smiled, nodding, "Now, that sounds perfect. I would suggest that, doctor's orders," she patted Jack's arm. He chuckled lightly nodding.

"Lisa can be persuasive, and well," he nodded at Lisa with a small smile, his hand still clasped in hers. "She's figured out just what type of vacation works for us-away from everyone and everything."

"Speaking my language too," Tricia smiled, gesturing to the door. "Now, let's get you two out of here. Lisa," she met her gaze, "please call me anytime with any concerns. I don't mind. I don't have to remind you just what a great guy you have here with Jack, and I take his care very seriously."

"Thank you, Tricia. You've been so good to our family over the years, and I appreciate you seeing us tonight. I'm sorry to have kept you late." Lisa gave Tricia a nod, and she mouthed a silent 'thank you' to Tricia, as she gripped her arm in thanks.

"Nonsense," she waved. "That's part of the job, even better after your call, when I have to admit," she looked at Jack, "it sounded like you were in pretty bad shape. I'm glad to see you aren't as bad as I suspected. I know how much that fishing cabin means to you. You take care of yourself up there, and in the future," she eyed the couple, "I'd suggest, Jack, you not go by yourself. Never a good idea to be alone like that, so isolated."

"I have no intention of sending Jack to the cabin alone again," Lisa said with a graven nod. "I'll be there anytime he goes. Promise," she looked at Tricia and squeezed Jack's hand, their hands still clasped as they walked down the hall."

"Good to hear," Tricia nodded at the two of them. "Now, get home and get some rest, both of you."