A/N: I can't believe this is the last chapter! I have toughly enjoyed sharing my little tale with y'all and hope each one of you have enjoyed it as well! I appreciated each and every review and kudos they brought smiles to my face. As always I don't own MacGyver!

Mac was pretty sure he had heard Jack's voice, his world was awash in agony, but he was sure that he had heard his partner. Opening his eye proved to be harder than he expected it to be, but he succeeded. It took a second for his brain to process what exactly he was seeing. Jack was attacking Dawn, a wave of relief overtook him and he almost slipped out of the chair. That was when he realized that his hands were unbound. He didn't want to move his left arm much because of the knife sticking out of his shoulder. He was just about to try to move when he felt someone behind him.

Marie popped up beside him, almost startling him, it was only years of training and living with Bozer that kept him from jerking. When she saw what all had happened to him tears welled up in her eyes, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. It'll all my fault!"

Mac didn't have time for her to panic so he gathered his energy, "Marie, it's ok, but I need some help. Can you help me?" His voice sounded weak even to his ears, but it seemed to calm her down. Just then Jack joined them with a big smile on his face. "Another one bites the dust."

Marie looked horrified, and Jack clarified, "No, I didn't kill her, wanted to though." He shrugged. "She's just knocked out and restrained."

Jack squatted down and undid the belt that was holding Mac's legs together. While Marie unzipped the medkit, when Jack was done he stepped back and watched Marie grab the supplies they would need. Seeing as she and Mac had this under control he decided to call Matty and get Mac a medivac because it looked like he had more blood on the outside rather than the inside. Grabbing his sat phone again he stepped away while he keyed in.

"Webber."

"Hey, it's Dalton. I've got Mac. He's bleeding pretty bad from some stab wounds. We're going to need a medivac."

While Jack talked he watched Mac direct Marie to the quick clot bandages for his leg and stomach.

"Have you looked at the weather there lately?" Matty's voice brought him back to their conversation.

He frowned and looked outside where Dawn, still unconscious, was getting rained on. "Yea, I'm lookin at it now."

Jack heard a sigh from the other end. "Another front is coming in, I don't think I'd be able to get a helicopter to you before the front hits."

Jack was starting to get mad, his best friend in the world was sitting there bleeding, possibly to death, and Matty wouldn't send a medivac to them. "I could fly in this weather!"

Another sigh, "Not everybody is you, Dalton." I'm really.." Jack didn't wait for her to finish he just hung up in frustration. He turned around and almost ran into Marie.

"I can get us to a hospital pretty quickly." Was the first words out of her mouth. Jack narrowed his eyes at her. "I overheard your conversation with whom I'm guessing is your boss?" She didn't wait for an answer. "The hospital isn't too far if you know the back roads, and I do. It's just over yonder." She pointed in a direction, but Jack wasn't paying attention. His attention was focused on his young charge who was barely conscious with two knife wounds and a huge ass knife sticking out of his shoulder.

Jack nodded at Marie and walked back over to Mac. He squatted down so that he would be eye level with his young friend. "Hey Mac, so good news, no helicopter ride, bad news, we're driving to the hospital."

Mac nodded tiredly, "I thought that might be the case." Jack thought he looked truly awful, but it wasn't the worst he had seen him.

"So what we are going to do to make it easier on you, is Marie's gonna pull my SUV around and back it as close to you as possible, then you and I are climbing in the backseat and are going to sit back, relax, and enjoy our youtuber ride."

That got a weak chuckle from Mac. "It's Uber and you know it." Jack shrugged and motioned for Marie to go get the vehicle. Mac licked his dry lips, "What are you going to do with Dawn?"

Jack rolled his eyes, of course, Mac would worry about the person who had just stabbed him three times, and made one side of his face look like he was an extra in a Mel Gibson movie. "I suppose I should drag her back under here so she doesn't drown, then I'll let Matty know where to pick the garbage up at. Think you'll be ok while I go do that?"

Mac nodded, and Jack took a second to look him over again. His boy looked like Hell. The left side of his face was all swollen, red, and starting to bruise, by tomorrow it would all be black, purple, and even nastier looking. Mac was holding his left arm still as not to aggravate the knife buried in his shoulder while his left hand applied pressure to the wound on this right flank on top of the quick clot bandage, which thankfully seemed to be doing its job.. The last stab wound on his leg hadn't bleed as much as the one on the side had, so Jack hoped it would be more superficial, and the bandage that Marie had applied was holding well. He broke off his examination and went to go retrieve Reaves' unconscious body.

By the time he had dragged her body back into the barn and threw her in some old smelly hay, Marie had the SUV backed up beside Mac, and the rear passenger door was open. Jack went around grabbed the first aid kit and pitched it in the back, then climbed in the backseat. He sat there on the edge to direct Marie and Mac. "Alright Mac, I ain't gonna lie, this is gonna suck, hard." Mac nodded in understanding. "Did you take some of the pain meds?" Jack hoped he had and that's what was making him drowsy, and not blood loss.

Marie answered, "Yeah, I made sure he got that auto morphine thing as soon as I found it."

Jack nodded in approval, "Good job. Ok, you're gonna have to help him stand, then brace him. Mac, once you're standing, you only have one step, use your good leg, and I'll pull you the rest of the way in ok?" Mac nodded. "The last question, do you want to lay down or sit up?"

"Down, cold" The short answer, told Jack a lot. Mac would only lay down if he was dizzy, so the blood loss must be getting worse, despite the bandages. "On three. One, Two, Three." Mac pushed with his good arm and leg to a standing position. Then Marie slipped her shoulder under Mac's right shoulder and took his weight. After the promised step they were at the car. Marie took Mac's weight as he put his good leg on the running board and Jack hauled him in the Tahoe. As soon as Jack had taken Mac's Marie slipped out from under him and went running around to the driver's seat. She jumped into the driver's seat, and they were away with a rooster's tail of dirt kicked up behind them.

Marie drove like she was auditioning for NASCAR. The ride back gave Jack a chance to update Riley and Bozer on what was going on, and he was in turn informed that Matty had sent reinforcements. Upon their speedy arrival at Polk Hospital, a group of staff members were already waiting for them with a gurney, and they quickly rushed Mac back for treatment. Marie parked the SUV, and Jack led her into the hospital where they were shown a room in which to wait. Jack wasn't about to let Marie out of his custody. Shortly after their arrival Bozer and Riley joined them to wait for news of Mac's condition.

Riley and Bozer passed the time on their phones; Jack kept glancing at his phone wondering what was taking so long. Marie sat by herself in the far corner staring at the doorway looking lost. Jack had thought about going over there and letting her know she did a good job, but he was still mad at her part in this whole fiasco, so he let her sit there and contemplate what would happen to her. Finally after what, to Jack, seemed like eons, but was more like a couple of hours; Mac was rolled into the room in a hospital bed accompanied by a doctor.

The doctor introduced himself to the team, "Hi, I'm Dr. Burns. I was Mr. MacGyver's physician today. He is currently under light sedation, but it should wear off soon. He might be in some pain upon waking, but we hope to keep on top of that with adequate pain management."

Jack laughed internally at the thought of Mac willingly taking pain meds. The kid hated all medicine, especially any medicine that altered him. The doctor continued, "He presented with two open stab wounds, and a third with the knife still in." Bozer gasped at the mention that the knife was still in Mac, the doctor continued. "The wound in his side miraculously didn't hit anything vital, but there were a lot of blood vessels in that area which led to excessive bleeding." He looked up from his notes. "Whoever applied the quick clot most likely saved his life, he could have easily bled out from that particular wound." He then went back to looking at the chart. "We will be keeping an eye on it for signs of internal bleeding. The wound on his leg was only muscle damage and should heal nicely with some physical therapy. The shoulder wound just missed the top of the lung." Again Dr. Burns looked up. "Whoever decided to leave the knife in, again saved his life. The knife had nicked his left subclavian artery. So if it had been removed…." He sighed and rubbed his face losing some of his haughty professional demeanor, becoming more sincere "If that knife had been removed, I don't believe that Mr. MacGyver would be with us right now as the blood loss between two of the stab wounds would have been catastrophic." He consulted his clipboard and regained the professional mask. "The shoulder wound should also heal up nicely with some physical therapy. We have him on a nasal cannula for supportive oxygen only. The damage around his eye is mostly superficial, but we took an x-ray just to make sure there were no underlying breaks. If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask a nurse." With that the doctor quickly left, leaving the team to gather around their unconscious friend.

Jack looked at his friend's unnaturally still body hooked to two IV's one with blood, the other was a regular IV, a heart monitor, and the blood pressure cuff. From years of sitting beside Mac's bed as he recuperated Jack had gotten good at reading Mac's vitals and knowing if they were good or not. Right now his blood pressure was still a little low, and his pulse just a bit too fast. They had put Mac's arm in a sling, and Jack could see the bandage peeking out from on top of the sheet covering his friend. Mac's face looked worse. The bruises that were just beginning to form at the barn had turned black and purple. Jack shook his head the boy was going to be sporting that shiner for a while.

Bozer asked the question the rest of the team hadn't, "So, who gets to call Matty and update her?" Jack just shot Bozer a look, "Guess that means that I'm doing it." With a sigh, Bozer stepped out of the room to perform task..

Riley moved to stand closer to Jack, "You know we've been at this for several years now, but it still hurts to see any of us in the hospital, most of all Mac."

Jack draped his arm around her and pulled her in tight, "Your right, that is one thing that never gets easier." He released her and looked over to where their guest sat. He had forgotten her with Mac coming in. She was looking at the hospital bed with silent tears streaking down her face. Dang it, he was going to have to talk to Matty about making sure that whatever happened to Marie wasn't too bad. He was pretty sure she was being punished enough with seeing the condition Mac was in, plus she had helped save Mac's life, and that held real weight in his book. He indicated to Riley to stay and he went out to make his phone call.

When Mac finally rejoined the land of the living at first he just kept his eyes closed not wanting to acknowledge where he was or how he had gotten there. But something annoying his nose, which led him to realize that he was in a hospital, and the whole stabbing incident came back to him. He could feel his other tethers; the blood pressure cuff, the pull if an IV needle, and the sticky pads on his chest for the heart monitor. Mac tried to open both eyes, but the one on the left wouldn't open. Mac could see Jack napping in a wheelchair with his feet propped on his hospital bed, and Riley was hunched over her laptop typing away in a chair on the other side of the bed. He reached up to his face to pull the annoying nasal cannula away, but even that small movement sent ripples of pain through his body, and Jack was up and beside him in a flash.

"Hey, Bud! It's good to see those baby blues, I was starting to think you were going to sleep through supper." Mac frowned trying to make sense of Jack's words. With a glance at the window, he noticed that it was fully dark outside. Riley grabbed the hospital thermos sitting on the rolling tray and let him have a drink, which felt heavenly going down his parched throat.

"Hey Jack, can you," Mac asked waving his hand at his face. Jack rolled his eyes, but he unhooked the nasal cannula and raised the bed. Mac gave him a tired smile, "Thanks, man. So what's happening, and when can I get out of here?"

Riley growled and handed Jack a $20. Jack laughed pocketing the money. Mac just sent him a look. "What? It gets boring sitting here watching you sleep. Anyways, Matty sent in a tac team to round up all the players and turn them over to the Secret Service. It turns out that gym teacher Nick was actually Reaves's cousin and in on the whole thing. That's why he attacked you. As for going home…They want to keep you overnight to make sure there is no internal bleeding, and to make sure your blood volume is back up. You received two units of blood after sugary, but I think after that as long as you can get around on a crutch you should be good to go back to the Phoenix." Mac nodded trying to absorb all the information. He realized that he hadn't mentioned Marie or Mel.

"What about Marie? I remember her helping us out in that barn" He unconsciously gave a shutter which sent a jolt of pain through his body.

Riley announced, "I'm going to go get a nurse, cause you need some more pain meds." She sent him the zip it look and disappeared out the door.

"So I called Matty and told her how helpful Marie had been, but she hasn't told me what will happen to her. About an hour ago Grant came and got her." Grant was another agent, and a good friend of Jack's.

Riley stepped back into the room with a nurse on her heels. "Hi Mr. MacGyver, I'm Suzanne and I'll be your nurse tonight. I can see your vitals have improved since you got another unit of blood in you. What would you rate your pain on a scale of one to ten? One being none and ten being the worst pain imaginable."

Mac frowned, "A four?"

Both Riley and Jack shook their heads. Suzanne gave Mac a hard look. "Young man, I've been nursing since before you were born, I can tell when I am being lied too. Now truthfully how bad is it hurting?"

Mac sighed hating that this new nurse had his number so easily. "Maybe an eight or so?"

She nodded her head accepting the answer. "Now that's a good boy! I'm going to give you some pain meds that will probably help you sleep throughout the night." She glared at him to head off any protests, which frankly he wasn't up too quite yet. With that, she took the cap off of a syringe in her pocketed and injected the contents into his IV. "You should be feeling that pretty soon."

Mac nodded, already feeling the warmth flooding his veins. He hated that he had to ask the next question. "Can someone help me to the bathroom real quick?"

Suzanne gave a hearty laugh. "Sorry sweety, just be glad that we took the catheter out while you were still sedated." With that, she grabbed the portable urinal and set it on his bed for him. "Maybe after physical therapy visits you tomorrow you can get out of bed. If you need anything just push the red button." With that, she gave a cheery smile and exited the room.

Riley was grinning, but Jack burst out laughing, "Wow, she sure has your number!"

Mac saw the nod that Jack gave Riley and she slipped from the room closing the door to give them privacy. He knew that Jack probably had some big speech to convince him to let Jack help, but he was too tired and decided just to cut to the chase. "Can you help me with that? I'm not sure I can manage it on my own."

Jack pretended to be shocked, "Are you, Angus MacGyver asking for help?" Jack didn't wait for a reply instead picked up the urinal, and Mac's relief did most of the hard work of getting things out of the way. Even that little movement pulled on the stitches in his side and zapped what little energy he had, and he was soon asleep before Jack could rearrange his blankets.

The next morning Mac opened his eyes, well just the right one, because the left one was still swollen shut, but he thought he could see some light at the very bottom. He figured in the cocktail of drugs he was undoubtedly getting was an anti-inflammatory that was helping with the swelling. He sighed, he hated the feeling of being high on pain killers, it made being able to control anything doubly hard, but he realized that he didn't feel like he was loopy or anything. He didn't hurt, but he also didn't feel high, huh. Looking around the room he spotted Riley in the wheelchair that Jack had been dozing in yesterday. She, like Jack, had her feet propped on his hospital bed. He also spied a breakfast tray on his table, so it must be later in the morning. He was still tethered to all the same monitoring equipment, and the bed was at the same incline as last night."

"Good morning, sleepyhead." Riley greeted him.

He turned his head so he could see her better. "Hey yourself. Where is everybody?" His voice sounded stronger, and not so raspy he thought.

"What? Aren't you glad to see me?" Riley laughed acting hurt. "Jack stayed overnight so he went back to the house to get a shower and pack everything up, and Bozer's there with him. As soon as you get sprung from this popsicle stand and they get the house packed up, we'll be ready to fly back to LA."

Mac blinked, "That's going to be so weird for a bit, not going to work at the school with the kids, I'm going to miss them. Especially Benny, I'm really going to miss him. Did I tell you that he curls up in my lap most mornings?" Mac sighed

Riley had opened her mouth to say something when Nurse Suzanne walked in. "Good to see you awake this morning Mr. MacGyver. You slept through all your vital checks last night, which I think did you a world of good. You look a lot more with it." She wrote down all this vital and looked at the tray of untouched food. "You should eat some of that, it isn't too bad. And our most important question, what is your pain level?"

"I only just woke up a few minutes ago, and right now it's not too bad, maybe a four? But I haven't tried to move or anything." Suzanne nodded and jotted something down.

"So your friend who was here last night said you hated that drugged feeling, so I compromised with him on a lower dose, with a few helpers. But since physical therapy will be here in a few hours, I'm going to give you an extra boost, because trust me you'll want it."

Mac nodded, remembering all the other wonderful pain-filled hours he had spent with PT before, yes, he definitely wanted it.

Suzanne smiled at him and injected the pain killer into his IV. "So it's about to be shift change, I'll come in and introduce your day shift nurse before I leave." She turned to leave, stopped and turned around, "Please if you can go easy on Marie. She's a good girl that made some really bad decisions."

With that, she left. Riley looked at Mac quizzically, "But how did she know?"

Mac was about to shrug, thought of his arm and didn't, "Small towns, Riley. Everybody knows everybody around here." Riley then helped him maneuver the tray so he could eat a little and Suzanne was right, the food wasn't half bad.

About thirty minutes later Suzanne came back in to introduce her replacement Nurse Jennifer. The new nurse was blonde, in her mid- thirties, and had that same no non-sense attitude that all nurses seem to have. Shortly after her introduction Nurse Jennifer was back rolling a med cart.

"You can call me Jen if you want." She offered a smile, which made her seem years younger.

"Mac."

"Nice you meet you Mac," She turned to Riley who was texting an update to Jack and Bozer. "If you want to go take a break or get a bite to eat now's a great time to do it." Riley got the hint and quickly left the room.

"Have you used the bathroom yet this morning?" Jen asked kindly.

Mac felt himself blush slightly and mumbled a no.

"That's fine. What we are going to do is, I'm going to help you use the urinal, then we are going to change those bandages, and hopefully, take some of those pesky monitors away. I understand you hope to be released today."

"Yes, ma'am."

She smiled at him, "Cute, and with manners, too bad I'm married with three kids." She easily helped him with the urinal, and then pulled the covers and his gown to the middle so she could get to the wounds on the right. When she uncovered the stab wound on his side, it didn't look like much. The bandage she pulled off was stained with blood, but from past experience, he knew that was to be expected. She spread some ointment on the wound gently and carefully replaced the dressing. She repeated it with the other two wounds. She wrote down his vitals again. "So I am pleased to announce that we can indeed take the heart monitor and BP cuff off, your vitals have been steady since last night, and look good."

He smiled in relief, "What about the IV?" All that hung on the pole was a clear bag and whatever drugs they were giving him.

She consulted his chart. "We want you to finish the antibiotics in there right now, and one more dose of pain meds, then the IV will go away too, in about." She looked at the half -full IV bag. "Thirty minutes? Which will be just in time for physical therapy. Then Dr. Burns should be by to determine if you get discharged, hopefully before lunch."

Mac nodded, and against his consent felt his eye closing his body slipping into sleep. When he awoke a bit later Jack was the one sitting in the wheelchair.

"What is with y'all and that thing?" Mac asked startling Jack who just about fell out of the seat.

"What? It's comfy? Nice nap? Riley said that you were zonked out when she came back in."

He attempted to scrunch his face to clear up his vision but only succeeded in making his face hurt more. Jen breezed in with a syringe. "Last pain meds before the IV comes out!" She announced. "I'll be back in about ten minutes to get rid of the IV, and PT will be here soon."

Jack was entertaining him with another one of his stories when Jen came back in, and quickly unhooked the IV. "So I have some bad news, PT is way back up, but the good news is that Dr. Burns can come and give you your discharge examine if you are ready to leave. A little birdy told me that PT would be handled at home, and you have a dedicated chauffeur until then."

Mac shot Jack the best glare he could under the circumstances. Jack, however, looked unrepentant.

Dr. Burns came in right after that. "Good to finally see you awake Mr. MacGyver. I was your doctor."

"Just call me Mac."

"Ok," He then looked over Mac's chart. "Everything looks good. Let me take a look at your wounds, then hopefully we can get some discharge papers going." After Dr. Burns got through poking and prodding he addressed Mac and Jack. "Everything seems to be healing nicely. I'll get the discharge papers going, and you can be on your way in a few hours, make sure you follow the discharge instructions. Have a safe flight home." He quickly left to visit the next patient.

Back on the Phoenix jet almost three weeks after first getting there Mac found himself missing the children. Mrs. Byrne had brought him a pile of get well cards from the kids right before they left, and that touched him more that he wanted to admit. Benny had drawn sad faces and hearts all over his, Mac planned to put it on his dresser, but he was looking forward to being home where he could sleep in his own bed, and not hear Bozer snore all night. He looked down at where he had his leg propped up, and the cane Jack had gotten him, black with flames painted on it. 'Hey man, as long as you have to have a cane, it might as well be a cool cane.'

Matty had let him know that while Marie and Mel weren't off the hook completely they wouldn't be going to jail, and Matty said that she might know someone who could use Marie's skills. Mac was glad; they were both nice ladies who had gotten wrapped up in something much larger than themselves. Mac's thoughts were interrupted by Bozer sitting down beside him on the couch. "I see you are back in the bullet hole, knife wound, shrapnel club, again"

Mac laughed, "I was starting to think you had forgotten."

Bozer's expression turned serious, "I never forget my bestie getting hurt. Anyways what I came to tell you is that Leanna, well…" Mac let Bozer's voice wash over him as he fell asleep safe in the knowledge that he was almost home.

"Hey Bud, time to wake up." Mac could hear someone talking to him. "We're back in sunny LA, and the plane has landed." Mac's eyes slowly opened to see Jack staring at him.

"Back already?" He scrunched his eyebrows, then regretted it instantly as it ignited the left side of his face. The swelling had gone down more and he could now half see out of his left eye. Jack helped him put his right leg down and slowly helped him stand, which hurt more than Mac wanted to admit. He slowly made his way to the exit with Jack hovering right behind him.

"Alright, Bud, straight to Phoenix medical for you" Jack commented as Mac slowly descended to stairs.

As soon as he was on the tarmac Mac dead stopped. "Excuse me, I think you mean straight to my house."

Jack thought for a second, "No, Matty's ordered that you report straight to Med as soon as we get back." Jack tried to nudge him along.

"No way. They will try to hook me up to everything again, and say I need to stay some ridiculous amount of time. The hospital back in Tennessee released me, so I'm good." Mac made his glaze as steely as possible so that Jack knew he meant business. He glanced at Bozer and Riley who were already in the backseat of the Jeep just waiting for the last two passengers to climb in.

Jack sighed dramatically, "Fine, I'll tell you what, I'll call either Matty or Medical and they can assure us that they only want to give you a quick check- up and make sure the meds that the Tennessee doctors are ones that you do well with, ok? I don't think they want to keep you any more than you want to stay. Heck, I'll even make sure that either Dr. Feelgood or one of the other med types that you like is on duty."

By this time Mac was getting too tired to fight anymore, "Fine, let's just go. BUT if they want to keep me, you WILL help me escape."

Jack grinned, "You got it, dude!"

True to his word Jack made sure that a couple of hours later Mac was back at his house and wanted to head out to the fire pit to wait for Bozer and Riley to get back with their takeout order.

"No way Bud." Jack said as he crossed his arms standing resolute in front of the door to the porch.

"Come on, Jack." Mac whined. "I just want to relax out there next to my fire-pit."

"Ain't happin."

"Jack!"

"Mac!"

"Look, you got a stab wound in your leg, yesterday. So let's give in a few days before you go climbing stairs, ok?" Jack gave Mac his best please so what I say face.

With a sigh Mac acquiesced. "Fine, I'll go sit in the living room." He was too tired to argue anymore, not that he cared to admit it. With a sigh he sat down on the couch carefully propping up his leg, and slumping over a bit as not to put pressure on his side, but also not putting any pressure on his shoulder. He was a mess. Listening to Jack ramble around the house Mac closed his eyes.

"Food's here!" Bozer called as he brought their order into the living room. After passing out the food everybody dug in. Mac took a couple of bites thinking about all the events that had happened over the past forty-eight hours.

"How did Reaves know that we were agents?" Mac asked. He had thought about it and he didn't remember if she had ever said.

Bozer frowned, "Didn't we go over this on the plane?"

"I was resting my eyes." Mac said as he took another bite.

Jack snorted a laugh. "Hoss when I do that you call it a siesta. Just say it, you was napping."

Mac tried to hold back the eye-roll but couldn't. Riley intervened, "Someone down at the police station said that the bank had told them that the Feds had been poking around. So of course SRO Dufus heard about it and told Reaves. She got suspicious when all of us appeared at around the same time, and had him run our backgrounds." She smirked. "Of course they didn't find anything, but…." Riley shrugged.

Rubbing the non bruised side of his face Mac said, "that's not confusing at all!"

The group laughed. "But that's not the craziest part" Riley added. "We got all this from gym teacher Nick. Apparently it is true love between SRO Dufus and Reaves"

Shaking his head Mac took a sip of his water. "As riveting as this is, I'm going to head to bed. Night." No sooner had he finished than a jaw popping yawn escaped. Jack started to get up to lend Mac a hand. "I've got it."

It was Jack's turn to roll his eyes. He got up and easily helped Mac stand up. "See brother, it's easier to accept the help."

Slowly the two of them limped down the hallway to Mac's bedroom. Jack took up his usual spot beside the door while Mac used the bathroom and get ready for bed. With a sigh he accepted Jack's help into bed. "Thanks."

Jack smiled down at his friend, "don't mention it. Night." With that Jack left pulling the door almost to.

"Night." Mac whispered back as he drifted off to sleep happy to be back in the comforts of his own bed.

A/N 2: That's all she wrote folks! I would love to hear your thoughts (even if it's just to tell me that you had it all figured out by ch 1, lol). Time for me to shamelessly promote my next story! It is set in my Teacher AU (where after the military Mac & Jack decide to become teachers) Jack carries Mac home to meet his family after they are discharged!

As an additional preview to thank you for your dedication, I have another Teacher AU short finished, another story that brings peril to a team member very near and dear to us, and I am currently working on a sequel to my Supernatural + MacGyver crossover! Love y'all