"Agent Dram has agreed to testify," Thornton informed Jack and MacGyver. "Victor Hardy will be going away for a long time thanks to her."

"That's great." Mac sat back in his chair slowly, his injuries still giving him grief. He looked at his boss again. "And … Kristy?"

Thornton didn't hesitate in her response. "There's no way we're letting her go that easy. The DA wants to cut her a deal in exchange for her testimony, but I'll make sure she gets the worse end of the stick."

Mac chuckled. Thornton always had his back, and it was a comfort to know.

"Now, I believe the doctor's orders were to rest?" Thornton reminded Mac, raising her eyebrows expectantly.

"Don't worry ma'am, I got it," Jack assured their boss.

Thornton didn't look like she believed the older man. Not that anyone could blame her. When Mac and Jack were involved, rest and recuperation usually ended up not being part of the equation. She didn't force the issue though, and she nodded. "I'll see you when you're feeling better," she said.

"See ya, Patty," Jack said before he leaned over and ended the Skype call. "Alright. What's first on the agenda? Food? Probably food. Whatcha in the mood for? Burgers? Pizza? I know this great new pizza place downtown, they deliver. I can see what—"

"Jack," Mac interrupted. The older agent looked down at his friend, who looked embarrassed. "I never got the chance to say this before, but … I'm sorry, man. Sorry for everything. Not believing you, accusing you when I had no right,—"

"Hey," Jack said. "You got nothin' to be sorry for. It was Kristy."

"But I should have seen through her, I—"

"Look man. We can play the blame game all night long, but no matter what you say, it's not gonna make me mad at you. So you can just stop the guilt parade, because nobody's gonna show up and you're just gonna be … marchin' through guilt-town on your own, and I think it's best if I stop this metaphor before it gets too weird," he finished.

Mac chuckled, then grimaced as his ribs protested the movement.

"We good?" Jack asked, pinning his partner with a stare.

MacGyver debated whether to continue arguing or not, but eventually his exhausted body won out.

"We're good."

"Good." Jack stretched, then reached for the DVD remote. "Now let's get this movie marathon started."

"What happened to rest and recuperation?"

"You're not goin' out and running a marathon, are you?" Jack asked incredulously. MacGyver held up his hands in surrender, and Jack turned back around and slipped the disc into the player.

As the opening credits began rolling, Jack shut off the lights. "There. Now we can tell Patty you were resting."

The fact that he'd given into Jack's fight didn't mean that the blond had stopped feeling bad, but he wasn't going to let it consume him. Kristy was out of his life, so Mac decided to try and move on. Hopefully, things would eventually calm down. As the movie played, and Jack decided to play commentator on the film, Mac looked at everything in his life. Between friends, family, and work, he realized that his life would probably never be 'calm.' But he realized that as long as he had his friends with him, he was okay with that.

Lol when I said short, I meant short. I probably should have just put this in the last chapter, but it wasn't ready, and I wanted to get that last chapter out.

I know I say this at the end of all my stories, but sorry for the cheesy and decently poor ending *awkward grin*

I'm sorry it took so long to get this story out, but it's done now. Also, I know that all of you are saying you wish it had been longer, but I honestly just don't know if people would feel like it's dragging on.

Anyway, lemme know what you think!