I woke up a few months later and I was well enough to go home. I went home and found my phone on the bed. I found my other stuff. My bones was healed. I was strong enough to go back to being a medic but not a firefighter. So, I was OK with that. They tested me. I sat on my bed.
I found a note on the bed. That told me to look under the bed. I did and found a guitar. I found inside a note that said I am sorry for everything. I should have listened to you all along. I left and completely changed back to Paul. I took the guitar with me. It was Accustic. I went to where I worked. I sat down and started playing.
The people I worked with started to sit with me. The ones that wasn't on call. Everyone knew who I was. My story I think Reesh figured it out. I was still playing when Richard, Oliver, Flake, Till, and Schneider walk in.
Richard looked at me and was in shock. I looked at him and sang I forgive you and still love you. I put down the guitar and Richard walked over to me and hugged and kissed me.
"Paul, I am so sorry."
"I forgive you."
We quit our jobs and went back to making music. The thing we do best. Things were back to normal. We were finally happy.
