The doctors say Brian died at least twice, while they worked on him ... Yes. It was quite horrible, not to mention frightening, bloody, and the things...nightmares are made of..."It was horrible, Sherrie. He nearly bled out, and without the intervention of scientists from the National Institutes of Health, and a remarkable but very dangerous, experimental treatment, there was no hope. Brian would have died, on New Year's Eve..."Sherrie ... Sherrie, listen. Brian is right here, and wants to talk,. Go too fast and we will not be friends." That is understandable, Wally." Good, then I have to get home. There's school tomorrow."Irene said, "I'll drive you, Wally." Hold the Doc's hand for a while and then go home and get some sleep. You have work to do too. Somebody we know, gets a vacation while we get to work."The gang were talking to me all the time. I said that the Doc was alright and I was coming home now. A cab dropped me off. I had a quick shower and got into bed with my mates. For a. * * *Tony crawled out of bed and went to the shower. He tossed the t-shirt hehad slept in to a pile of dirty clothes. He was going to have to thinkabout doing laundry soon. Probably another huge lesson on just how hehad to do that as Toni, too. He stripped off the panty and tossed thatonto the pile as well.Once the water was right he climbed in and began washing. He winced abit as the water beat against the still tender areas from the burns.Finally he turned and began washing the mass of hair. They hadn't even kissed, let alone..."Not you..." she said, looking down at her feet for a moment and then back up to his face. "Um...can I come in?"Ben sighed and made way. As Patty went up the stairs to the living room he got a nice view of her pert butt in those tight jeans. It wasn't that he wouldn't have had sex with her, but she had never shown interest, and now someone else had knocked her up..."Oh geez...is it Mark?" he asked, naming his best friend and the co-owner of the house. Mark.