Date: January 21, 1960
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 6:57 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific

Orion was inside his car talking to Hawkeye in the parking lot of the train station. The driver side door of Orion's car was open, and in the space where Nikki was trying to park her car.

Orion: So, how are you feeling now?
Hawkeye: Better.
Nikki: *Stares at Orion, and Hawkeye, and honks the horn on her car three times*
Hawkeye: *Cannot see Nikki inside the car* Who is that?
Orion: Don't know, just ignore 'em. Anyway-
Nikki: *Honks the horn five more times*
Orion: *Looks at Nikki's car* Ah, stick that horn up your ass!
Nikki: *Gets out of the car* Excuse me?
Hawkeye: Oh, Nikki. We couldn't see you inside your car. Orion, close your door.
Orion: *Gets out of his car, and closes the door*
Pete: *Walks out of the station* Who was honking their horn?
Nikki: I was. Orion, and Hawkeye were in my parking space.
Pete: Pierce, you feeling better?
Hawkeye: Yes.
Pete: I have bad news for you. Yesterday, Percy, and Stylo got involved in a train crash with Ike.
Orion: Are they okay?
Pete: Ike is dead unfortunately, but thanks to Percy, Stylo is fine.
Hawkeye: What about Percy?
Pete: He's in the hospital. Three of his legs got broken, and he lost a lot of blood.
Hawkeye: I wanna see him at the hospital.
Pete: You gotta do your job Pierce. We'll see him together at the hospital.

Twelve hours, and eight minutes later.

Percy: *In the hospital when he sees Hawkeye arrive with Pete, Nikki, Orion, Metal Gloss, Stylo, Jeff, and Stephanie* Hey guys.
Orion: Pete told me about how you saved Stylo's life.
Stylo: I never got a chance to thank you.
Percy: It was nothing really.
Stylo: Nothing? We could have died.
Percy: Just like Ike. The doctor told me.
Hawkeye: *Feeling sad, and walks out of the room*
Metal Gloss: *Follows Hawkeye* What's wrong?
Hawkeye: Percy. Thanks to me, he's in there.
Metal Gloss: It wasn't your fault.
Hawkeye: Like hell it wasn't. If I didn't get sick, he wouldn't be in this mess.
Metal Gloss: It was just an accident.
Hawkeye: I don't care! Thanks to me, he's badly injured, and I don't know if he'll survive.
Metal Gloss: You can't blame yourself. I just want you to know that. Now come on, let's get back in there. *Walks back into the room with Hawkeye*
Percy: Where did you two go?
Hawkeye: Uh nowhere. We had to talk about uh, taxes for our house.
Pete: Now Percy, as you probably know, we're all very busy, but we'll visit you when we can. Right guys?
Others: Right.

2 B Continued