“Nope, nada, it doesn’t work that way.  Maybe tomorrow I’ll regale you with the tales of MY youth,” chuckled Marty as he got up from his chair.  “Tomorrow, before you are discharged, I’ll see you again.  And, if you want to see me afterwards, I’d be very willing to schedule you at my private office if you’d like.”

            “Thank you, Marty.”

            “You are very welcome, Tina,” smiled the hulk of a man exiting the room and leaving Tina to finally try and get some much needed sleep.

******

            “Out, get out of here!” laughed Sam, pointing at the door with her right arm.  She was beyond tired and wanted some alone time.  The detective, Leigh Drake, had left them earlier.  Promising to see what she could do about the various charges that could very well be heading Sam’s way.  Sending an irate Brian off the deep end, finally Sam had quieted him by throwing half full glass of water that had been on her table at him. 

            Wet and still upset, Justin had finally gotten him to see reason.  Now, it was nearing midnight and Sam wanted to get some rest.  The morphine was running around in her system and she felt tired and also slightly horny.  Then there was the pain and the persistent numbness in her left fingers that was worrying her constantly. 

            “Brian, she’s going to be fine, let’s ho home and we’ll come back in the morning, how about that?” offered Justin with a reassuring smile to his long time boyfriend.

            “We can stay the night,” stated Brian firmly, thinking that no nurse was going to kick him out.

            “NO!” said Sam and Justin in unison. 

            Sam gave Justin a thankful look, thinking that she and Justin did need to have a long talk about his wishes to be a father.  Brian would move heaven and earth for Justin, but would Brian change his stripes for him?  Brian saw how Sam was looking at Justin, and Sam pulled her gaze away from the young blonde man, giving Brian a reassuring, if not fake, smile.

            “Really, we can…,” began Brian.