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He woke up, slowly at first, his eyes opening. Then, he sat straight up and after looking around a bit, he realized that he had fallen asleep in a couch in the waiting room he had been in the night before. His robes, now all wrinkled from being slept in, were also damp from sweat as was his hair. After rubbing his eyes a bit, he found his feet and stretched. For the moment, he was alone. Uncomfortable in his wet, wrinkled robes, he removed them and draped them over a nearby chair. Still, the vest he wore underneath was damp in the back. If there was anything good in it all was that his pistols were still tucked into the front of his belt.
He then pulled the gold pocket watch from his front pocket, flipped it open and read it.
"My, my, John Henry," he said to himself, "you were a tired man." He then closed the watch and returned it to it's pocket. As he began to collect himself and his belongings to get cleaned up, a familiar voice was heard. It was Doreen.
"We didn't want to wake you, John so we decided to keep folks out of this wing."
He managed a smile. "Thank you, Maam," he said with joking affection as he took her hand and kissed it, "that was very kind of you."
She took interest in the well being of her teacher, checking out his state of mind.
"You slept for twelve hours," she commented, "I do hope you feel at least a little better. You have been under a lot of stress."
"I know," he answered, "I do feel better thank you and I'll be even better than that after I get cleaned up."
"Come on," she smiled, "I'll buy you a cup of coffee on the way."
Before the coffee bar was the maternity ward. Together, they stopped to look at his new twins. He put up his free hand on the glass as he watched the tiny babies sleeping.
"How are they?" he asked Doreen.
"Guarded but stable," she answered. "they're very small but will be fine."
His face then sunk, "And Midori?"
She just sighed, "still in a coma but she too is stable."
As they passed the coffee bar, the intercom sounded. Dr. Nagger, please report to Emergency. Dr. Nagger, please report to emergency."
She sighed but smiled, "As you once said, it never ends."
He returned the smile, "No, Ma'am, it doesn't. Let me get cleaned up, visit the wife and I'll come down and give you a hand."
With that, Doreen Nagger headed to Emergency where she would first meet the patient, Samantha Marquez.