Shaun finds himself standing in a forest. He continues walking until he sees a brown rabbit hopping around. Slowly, he picks the rabbit up, gently stroking its ears. He'd had a rabbit once, when was a kid, and then he watched his father kill it. He had a brother once too, and he died too. Well, if this is what a coma is like, he can't complain.

One week. Shaun Murphy has been in a coma for one week, and no one can figure out why. This time it was Jared's turn to pay Shaun a visit. He slowly walks into Shaun's room, and sits down.

"So, you've been in a coma for a week now. Uh, we still can't figure out why. So… gosh. What am I supposed to say? Look Shaun, you need to wake up, okay? Not just for me, but for Glassman, and Lea. She really cares about you." Jared says. There's no reason why he should be in a coma. There's no reason why he should still be in a coma, unless… unless he's scared to wake up.

"Is the reason why you're not waking up because you're scared? I get it, okay, you went through something traumatic, but Shaun, the shooter is in prison now. He can't get to you anymore, so you need to wake up, okay? You're safe now. He can't get to you again. So please. Come back to us soon, okay?" Jared pleads. He sighs when he gets no response. Well, he tried. When night rolls around, it was Marcus's turn to visit Shaun. He sits in the chair next to him, and sighs.

"Shaun, look man, it's been a week, okay? So, stop it. Stop this. Just wake up, and come back to us, okay? We need you. Everyone here needs you. If you won't come back for us, then come back for Glassman. He's been a mess with you like this." Marcus sighs.

Shaun continues to hold the rabbit until it jumps out of his arms. He sobs. He'd lost his rabbit when he was a child, and now he'd lost this one too. He wants to wake up, he wants to be out of his coma, but he doesn't know how.

"Is the reason why you're not waking up because you're scared? I get it, okay, you went through something traumatic, but Shaun, the shooter is in prison now. He can't get to you anymore, so you need to wake up, okay? You're safe now. He can't get to you again. So please. Come back to us soon, okay?" That was Jared's voice. Maybe if he goes back to the hospital, he can wake up again. That would make sense, right? He starts walking, trying to find his way out of the forest.

He's not sure where he is, but he keeps going anyway. After what feels like hours, he finds himself standing outside of the forest. He sees a house in the background, and that's when he starts walking. He's walking for several miles before he's forced to stop at a motel.

Two weeks have passed since then, and Shaun still hasn't woken up. Glassman is starting to get very frustrated. Why, why won't Shaun wake up? What did they miss? Shaun finds himself staring at the building to St. Bonaventure. He starts walking. Eventually he finds himself inside the building. He sees everyone in the hospital going about their normal routine. They don't seem to see him, though. He's read about things like this. They're called out of body experiences. Shaun had never really believed in that sort of thing, until now that is. He finds himself walking into the elevator, and that's when he sees Glassman.

Dark circles were under his eyes. Shaun could see the worry on his face.

"I'm sorry. I want to wake up for you, and I can't." Shaun says, not that he expected him to hear him. He continues to stand there until Glassman goes to ICU-3, and that's when Shaun sees himself. He's hooked up to a lot of machines, which is normal for a coma patient. He slowly walks over to his body and grabs his own hand.

Doctor Glassman barely had time to sit down before Shaun wakes up and starts fighting the ventilator.

"Oh my God! Shaun? Shaun?" He gasps. Suddenly he's running out in the hall, screaming that Shaun is awake and that he needs some help in here. Soon the doctors and nurses are running into his room, working as fast as they can to get the ventilator off him. Once they got it off him, Shaun slowly looked around in confusion.

"Shaun? Hey. You're in the hospital. You've been in a coma. You're gonna be okay now." Neil informs, speaking in a calm, reassuring voice as he tries to calm him. Shaun slowly blinks as awareness comes to him. I'm in St. Bonaventure. I've been in a coma. I was shot in a grocery store when I was trying to buy another apple for my breakfast. Shaun slowly blinks.

"How long have I been in a coma?" He asks.

"Two weeks. Man, you really had us worried there." Neil informs. Shaun frowns.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you." He apologizes.

"Hey, that's not your fault. You didn't choose to be in a coma." Aaron says. Shaun was still thinking about what happened when he was in a coma. Did all of that really happen, or was he just imagining it?

"Guys, let's let Shaun rest now, okay?" Aaron pleads as they all leave the room. Shaun lies there for a while staring up at the ceiling. His mind was still spinning from the experience he had while in his coma. Was that really Steve, was any of that real? Was he dreaming? Shaun ended up falling asleep around four in the morning, much to his frustration. When Shaun wakes up the next day, he's surprised to see Lea by his side.

"Hello Lea." Shaun greets.

"Oh, I'm so glad you're awake. Shaun, I have something to tell you." Lea informs. Shaun blinks.

"Okay." He says.

"I like you, like really like you. Shit, Shaun, I think I love you." Lea informs.

"You do? Well then I love you too." Shaun smiles.