Thank you again to all who have read my story. This is the final chapter. Again, I do not own anything, but Mike is still on my wish list. Please read and review!

The whole ride in to Rampart, Cap didn't say much. Johnny was beginning to worry that their normally animated captain was keeping quiet. "You okay Cap?"

"Yeah, I just can't get the fish smell out of my nose," Cap replied, looking over at his youngest paramedic.

"It'll be okay, we're here," Johnny said as the ambulance was backing in at the hospital.

As soon as they were stopped, the doors opened, allowing Johnny and the attendants to pull the gurney out of the ambulance. They met Dixie at the entrance. "Room 4."

"Okay," Johnny replied as they entered the room. Doctor Early was already there, waiting for them.

"How are you doing Hank?" Joe Early asked as Cap was transferred to the exam table.

"Okay, my leg is killing me though."

"I'm sure it is. Just lay back and relax and we'll give you something for the pain in a few minutes," Joe replied as Johnny hung Cap's IV up and Dixie began to get a fresh set of vitals. Johnny hung back and watched as Joe continued to check Cap as Dix made her way over to him.

"He's going to be okay, you know."

"Yeah I know. Its just, well, we kinda made fun of him because of where he was injured," Johnny said, his voice lowered.

"Where was he injured?" Dixie asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

The door to the treatment room opened, the x-ray tech coming into the room with the portable x-ray machine. "It was a fish factory of all places. Cap hates fish. So, it was kind of ironic that he was injured in a fish factory."

"Yeah, I'd say that is ironic," Dixie replied, heading for the door. Johnny looked back at his captain. "I'll be right outside Cap."

"Thanks Johnny," Cap replied groggily.

Joe, Dixie and Johnny left the room as the tech began doing his job. "How is he Doc?"

"He's looking good Johnny. It looks like all it is a broken right leg, a mild concussion and possible broken ribs. We'll know for sure when the x-rays come back." When Johnny didn't look at him, he patted the paramedic's shoulder. "Johnny, he's going to be fine. I promise you that."

"Thanks Doc."

Dixie took his arm and lead him down the corridor. "Why don't we go get a cup of coffee. I know that partner of yours and the rest of the guys are already there."

"Sounds good Dixie," Johnny replied as they walked together.

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Joe Early walked into the lounge, causing five sets of eyes to look in his direction. He grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.

"How is he Doc?" Mike asked. He was sitting on the couch with Johnny. Chet was sitting in a chair in the corner and Roy was sitting at the table with Marco.

"He's going to be okay. He broke his lower leg, cracked two of his ribs and has a mild concussion. But he should be back to work in about three months or so, baring any complications."

The five men let out a collective sigh of relief as Marco asked, "When can we see him?"

Joe finished his coffee before replying, "It'll be about a half hour or so. We are going to get him settled in his room."

"Thanks Doc."

"Like I told Johnny, he's going to be okay. Don't worry. I'll send Dixie in for you in about twenty minutes or so," Joe said as he left the room.

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Thirty minutes and about 10mg of MS later, Cap was floating on cloud nine. He was definitely in no pain. He was starting to drift off when the door to his room opened.

"You awake Cap?" Mike asked, peeking in.

"Yeah, come on in Mike," Cap replied, watching as the door opened to reveal his crew.

"How are you feeling Cap?" Chet asked as they all found a spot to sit down.

"I'm doing a-okay," he replied, grinning.

"I bet," Johnny replied, with a knowing grin. He could tell that Cap was on pain meds.

"We wanted to apologize for picking on you, back at the scene. We know how much you hate fish, and it wasn't right to pick on you when you were injured," Mike said, speaking for all the guys.

Cap looked around at his crew, realizing that they were genuinely worried that they had hurt their captain's feelings. "Its okay guys. I knew you were picking. Not to mention, it was kind of funny." He threw his head back slightly and laughed. "Of all places I have to get injured, its in a fish factory."

"Thanks Cap. We have been worried about you. We have to get back to work. We'll check back on you tomorrow," Roy said, ushering the guys out of the room.

Cap watched them go, pride mixed with affection welling up into his heart. He was so proud of his guys. As he drifted off to sleep, a smile played across his face.

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Cap returned to work three and half months after the factory fire. He arrived early, noting that most of the guys were already there at the station. He grinned as he entered the back door. He went into his office for a few moments. He then made his way into the day room, and about fell over when shouts of "Surprise!" startled him.

The others laughed and pulled their captain the rest of the way into the room. "Glad to have you back Cap!" Marco exclaimed, shaking his hand.

"Yeah, we are so glad you are back Cap!" Chet said as a little light bulb went off in his head.

"Hookraider was my replacement, wasn't he?"

Mike rolled his eyes as Johnny and Chet pulled Cap towards the table in the kitchen. "Yes, he was your replacement. How could you tell?" Roy asked sarcastically.

Cap laughed at his men. "I can always tell when he is my replacement. What the hell?" he asked, looking at the table.

There, in the middle, was a fish shaped cake, decorated to look like a real fish. He had to laugh as the others began to laugh uproariously.

"We knew you would like it. Sort of a welcome back, after being injured by fish," Chet said, a gleam in his eye.

All he could do was laugh as the cake was cut. They took a few minutes to celebrate his return before he looked at his men. "Five minutes to roll call, gentlemen," he said, heading again for his office.

As he sat down, he opened his desk drawer to get his clip board out. Instead, looking up at him, were five fish. As he let out a scream and jumped back, laughter once again could be heard from the day room. He ran back and looked in to see all of his men in a fit of laughter.

"Since you all think this is funny, you all have latrine duty, for a month. Again, roll call in five."

He left the stunned firefighters in the day room and he went back to his office. Once the door was safely shut, an attack of giggles hit him. "Only my men would welcome me back with fish."

After his composed himself, he made his way in to the bay to start his first day back.